Drink to that (A Dark Harry Styles Fan Fic)

Chapter 9

Elias POV

All I can do is stare at it. I swallow hard thinking about what i'm going to do, my hands shake as I touch it. I double check to make sure the door is locked. I smile deeply as I look down at the white powdery substance. Cocaine. I was going to snort a line of cocaine. I had never done coke before, never really thought I would, but I was so desperate and I needed a little bit of relief from everything. I mean we're all addicted to something that takes away the pain. Not saying I'm an addict or anything, because I'm not, even though Harry thinks I'm an alcoholic which clearly I'm not, otherwise I would be drinking right now, and am I? No. See not an alcoholic.  I look back down at the coke and scramble around the bathroom to find something to cut a line. I finally found a razor blade stashed away in the medicine cabinet and dumped the little baggie of cocaine on the counter. I've only seen people on t.v cut cocaine so that 's what I was basing my line off of. I finished making the line and went for it. Snorted it up and tipped my head back so it could fall down into my throat. I smiled knowing what I had done. I could even feel myself relaxing more and more as the cocaine set in, it felt that as though my mood had just elevated and I loved it. I closed my eyes and felt the euphoria rush through me. I unlocked the door and headed back into the party. I found Harry and smiled at him as I walked over. "Hey where'd you go?" He asked wrapping an arm around my waist "Bathroom." I stated. He nodded and took a sip of his drink. I smiled secretly to myself feeling the effects of cocaine work on me. 

Only 15 minutes later the rush of cocaine was gone, now if it were alcohol I would still be fine and be able to handle the night but since It had wore out and I was getting anxious. I look over at Harry who was completely bottled. The party was slowly dying down and people were starting to pass out, and soon Harry was going to be one of those people. I grabbed his keys from his jacket pocket that was hung up in the closet and went out to his car. I had to leave, I needed to get out of this place. I sighed as I got in his car. I forgot I had just moved to England and was not actually legal to drive there. I was a great driver back in Pennsylvania so I bet I'll be the same here. I drove, and drove, and drove. I had no idea where I was going but I saw a little small building with its lights on, might I add neon flashing lights. It looked like a bar so I parked my car and read the flashing sign 'Merched noeth' It said, whatever that meant. I went in and soon found out it wasn't a bar, but in fact a strip club. As I walked through  people I had gotten a million weird stares. I went up to the bartender to see if he knew how to get back to the Berkshire. "Hey, I was wondering-" "If you wan't a job the owners in back." The bartender said cutting me off and pointing to a solid door. "Oh, no I don't want a job." I say quickly. The bartender raised an eyebrow at me "Then whats a pretty girl like you coming in to a place like this?" He asked "Don't girls go into strip clubs?" I asked back surprised at his comments "Yeah, but they usually come in groups or are regulars, and well honey your not in a group and your sure as hell not a regular." He said eyeing me. I nodded "Yeah well what I actually wanted was directions back to Berkshire. Do you know how to get back?" I asked. "Berkshire ay. How the hell did you end up here?" "Never mind that, could you just tell me how to get back?" He nodded "Ay, take pine ridge straight all the way down and you'll end back at Berkshire." He stated. "Thanks." I say as I turn to leave something catches my eye, a shiny bottle of Vodka perched on the top shelf. I admire the content's of it and the bartender soon notices "Would you like a shot?" He asked looking up me and then the vodka. I really shouldn't since I have to drive back to the party, and Harry said I need to stop drinking, but still one little shot won't hurt, the line of coke did noting for me, I need something to keep me calm, and besides what Harry doesn't know can't hurt him. "Yeah." I state smiling at the bartender. The bartender nodded and poured me a shot. I downed it and closed my eyes as the familiar taste went through my body and I smiled. "Thanks." I said. "Wan't another one?" He asked raising his brow at me. I looked down at my phone and checked the time. "I don't know, I really have to leave." I say debating whether or not to take another shot. He shrug's "Well if you want the bottle for the road, I can give it to you. No one really drinks it here, the customers prefer beer." He says looking at me dead in the eyes. A smile lights up on my face "How much do you want for it?" "10 pounds". I nodded and hand over them money as he gives me the bottle. I rush out and hurry back to the car. I did what the bartender said and took Pine Ridge straight all the way and sure as hell I made it back to Berkshire. I found the house and parked Harry's car back in its spot. I opened the bottle of vodka up and sighed as the strong smell filled my nostrils. I took a sip and hopped out of his car. I walked in the party and noticed mostly everyone was passed out. I look around and see Harry fast asleep on the couch, I couldn't help but laugh as I watched him sleep. 

I climb up the stairs and find an unoccupied bedroom. I quietly slip in and flop down on the bed with the bottle in my hand. I rest my head back on the pillow and continue to drink the bottle, feeling better and better with each sip. I close my eyes taking a drink every few seconds, I was completely relaxed, until the door swung open. I opened my eyes and sat up watched as a brunette boy with brown eyes stared at me. "Uh hi?" I say raising an eyebrow at him, wondering why hes staring at me. "Hi." He said nodding his hand as he said it. He stared at me a bit longer before saying something else "You look familiar." He stated. I shrug "Well I don't know you so..." I say trailing off. "I-i don't know about that, I think we've met. Were you at a party a couple days ago?" He asked coming and sitting next to me on the bed "Uh, I don't know, I might have been." I say not remembering the parties I had attended. "Yeah, I remember you now, you were with some girl sleeping in my bed, wearing my clothes." He said giving a small smile remembering that night. "Oh, yeah that was my friend Bethany. She's here tonight too." I say remembering the night as well. "Yeah, she got pissed when I hit on you, said your boyfriend would beat me up, but he wasn't there, and I still don't seem him now." He stated scooting closer to me. "He's downstairs." I say taking a sip of my vodka. He nodded his head, not fully believing me "Well, I'm Liam." He said giving me a smile. "Elia." I say. "Well its nice to meet you Elia. " I nodded and smiled, the smile wasn't sincere at all. Not that I didn't want his company, but i'd rather be left alone. "Could i?" He asked pointing to my bottle. "No" I state rather quickly. He laughs not knowing if I was serious or not. He tries to grab the bottle from me thinking he can have some. I pull the bottle closer to me and slap his hand away "I said no." I said with annoyance in my voice. He chuckled "Oh looks like we got a tough guy over here. Thinking she can drink the whole bottle herself." He stated with a wicked smirk spread across his face. "Let's see if you can really do that." He adds watching me. I smirk and start downing the whole bottle until I feel it slip out of my hands and my eyes roll back into my head, and I all I can see is darkness.

A/N: So so so sorry I haven't updated in MONTHS, I have had the worst case of writers block but I finally finished this chapter and I have a little contest for all my readers, who ever can guess what Merched noeth, the strip club name, means and what language its in will get a shout out it my next chapter! Leave your answer in the comments below. Thank you so much for reading it means a lot, don't forget to comment and like it :)