My mistake (l.t.)

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Hey lovelies!! Thank you or the 200!! Who's listened to Midnight Memories? I absolutely love it!! My faves are Don't Forget Where You Belong, Happily, and Does He Know!! Anyway I was thinking about dedicating songs to each chapter so please comment some sings and ill put them in the chapter I feel they fit with if that makes sense. well anyway thanks a TON and enjoy!!!

I found Katlynne sound asleep on the couch as I put down my purse. I didn't want to wake her so I left and walked into the kitchen for some food. As I searched the refrigerator only to have its contents fail me, Katlynne's phone rang.

I walked over to find Katlynne awake and talking on the phone. When I was about to walk back into the kitchen when a voice stopped me.

"Oh hey, I was just going to look for you. Some models are throwing a get- well party for me and I was wondering if you wanted to join, I hear Louis going to be there." her lips curled up into a smile and I felt mine do the same. I miss him and I know it's crazy but I do.

"Should you be going with your condition? The doctor said you need rest," I asked her with my hands on my hips, trying to look intimidating but I'm sure it wasn't working.

"Yolo," was all she said to me before she brushed passed me and went upstairs to get dressed.

"You better hurry, I wanna leave soon." she called from the top and I debated whether I should actually go or not. The thought if seeing Louis again and have him kiss me the way he does, he way he loves to bit down on my lower lip, and just like that my decision was made.

I raced up the stairs and went to look for a dress. Anxiety swept over me as I realised I owned no dresses what so ever except the blue dress but I wasn't going to wear that again. I opened the door in a panic but saw a nude dress with black flats lying on my bed.

Thank the Lord I have Katlynne cause God knows what I do without her. I shouted thank you at her through the walls and slipped on the dress and flats then looked in the mirror. The dress clung to my upper half of my body and flared out below the waist. I smiled and fixed my hair a little bit before walking down stairs.

Katlynne came down a little later wearing a pink dress with the same shape as mine and white pumps. Her sling was matching her outfit which made me laugh.

"Alright let's go," she smiled and walked out the door.

The party was a different house but the size was just the same. fucking rich ass models. I walked in to see 300 hundred people in one room. T.ons of couples were gettin at it in the back while their friends played beer pong, ignoring the scene behind them. This time though no one was dancing, just drinking and playing games.

"Hey look its the honour of the party," a man shouted and everyone turned towards us. Katlynne waved with the arm she could and everyone cheered then went back to their conversations.

Soon a girl around our age walked up to Katlynne and hugged her. She had light carmel coloured skin an was very pretty. Her eyes were brown like Katlynne's but a little darker. I recognised her from the shoot. I think Katlynne called her Jazline but I couldn't be sure.

She turned towards me and pulled me into a hug as well. I was surprised by her action but didn't want to question it. Must be a model thing I decided.

"I don't know if you remember me but I'm Jazline." Called it, I congratulated myself. "We did the last shoot together?"

"Oh yeah I remember," I smile and try to look past her to find Louis.

"Well it was very nice to see you again, can I get you a drink?" she asked and I nodded, remembering how the sweet liquor fumed my body.

Moments later Jazline came back with two red cups in her hands. She handed one to me and I tipped it back into my mouth. This time the drink was minty. it had a ting of peppermint as well as a strong liquor taste I surprised myself by liking. soon Jazline and Katlynne left to go talk to some people and I decided to take my alone time to down as many of the drinks I could. As each drink lit up my body my want for Louis grew.

I lifted myself off the counter and set on quest to find him. I first asked a couple of girls if they'd seen him only to be laughed at and told to find a better fuck buddy. I didnt really understand why they would automatically think that I was sleeping with him? I began to check every room and ask anyone I saw. my mind slurred the words but my thoughts were clear. I wanted to see him, maybe it was the alcohol but my need for him was overpowering.

"Hi, I haven't seen you before," a thick Irish accent trailed my mind from Louis to a guy that had short hair with brown roots and blonde tips. His eyes were a really pretty blue.

"Uh, yeah I'm a friend of Katlynne," I stated, hoping he would know who she was.

"Oh you must be Kim then, I'm Niall, I'm just another model." he laughed at his own joke.

"Yeah I am, nice to meet you. um would you happen to know where a guy named Louis could be?" I asked Niall.

"Uh actually he's... um I don't know where he is," he looked down and avoided my eye contact. okkkkk....

"Oh well thank you anyways and it was nice to meet you." I tried to be polite but I really wanted just to find Louis.

I was beginning to doubt whether or not he showed up when I entered a small room. there I saw a girl pushing herself against Louis while their lip interlocked harshly. He grabbed at her hips and dug them into him. His shirt was off and so was hers. Right then my world ended. It seemed to me that my last breath had been drawn. I dropped the cup in my hands and got Louis and some red head bitch attention's. I was hoping that he would push her off and run up me and beg me to not believe what I had just saw, but he didn't. He stared at me with annoyance.

"Can I help you?" his voice was so cold and toneless. His eyes were as cold as his words. Did he really not feel the same way I did? He pushed himself on me first and now he's acting like he doesn't know me? What the literal fuck?! Anger rushed over me and I wanted to punch Louis and kill the little slut but my fist and body were frozen.

"This room is taken," the little red headed skank called and guided me back outside the room before slamming the door in my face. I wanted to pound on the door and force him to tell me what the hell just happened but I couldn't bring myself to.

I had no feeling in my body. Tears filled my eyes and I rushed to the nearest bathroom. My mascara was beginning to run but that was the least of my worries. How could he play me like that? Was I really just a fling to him? Why didn't he act so cold, like he didn't know me?

I ran back down stairs and found Katlynne playing beer pong, failing with only one arm. I pulled her aside and she automatically noticed something was wrong.

"I need to go, like right now," I told her, pushing back the tears and she gave a little nod we do to ask whether or not we wanna talk. I shook my head. I couldn't bring myself to think about it without crying let alone talk. She said goodbye and thanked them before guiding my to the car.

The ride home was the worst I've had. each second I replayed the scene in my mind and each time more year streamed out.

"Can I help you?" God his voice was so cold. his eyes showed no compassion or fear. I began to double think all the kisses and love bites he gave me.