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"Have another!" Insisted the pretty blonde.
"I don't drink that much!" I shouted above the music.
"Oh c'mon!" She insisted, "Just one more?"
I had already drunk about like 10 shots.
I stood up while shaking my head, not bothering to actually speak. They've persuaded me to drink the last 5; I need to stop.
I turned around to walk towards the exit and crashed in a woman carrying a ton of drink.
"Shit!" I said mostly to myself, "I'm sorry!"
She of course was way too gone to react.
She let out a giggle and kept walking, ignoring the several shards of glass near the bar.
No one was hurt.
I stood up to walk away when he caught my eye.
I stormed my way to him. Completely confused as to how he could be here.
"Why are you not in London?" I asked flipping him to my view.
He stared at me for a solid minute. I do admit though; I was slightly disappointed.
I had hoped that if I were to somehow find my of the beloved boy band, he would have blonde hair and blue eyes... But no.
I was stuck with my absolute best friend who just happened to have curly hair in a quiff and green eyes with the words smallest cupids bow.
I didn’t mind Harry, but I always did prefer Niall.
“...Oh my god,” Harry muttered. He pressed my face with his hands and I squished his face in return.
“Sup,” I said.
Alcohol talking.
“What are you doing here?” he slurred.
I thought I was drunk, but my little boy was definitely shitfaced.
“I live in this town for fucks sake, you’re the one thats supposed to be in London!” I said to him.
“I made a weekend trip with Ed,” He slurred back over the music, “Nothing too big; he should be around here somewhere...”
He starts to turn around and look for Ed.
I panic. No one can know that I’m here. I hid so well, and rarely left the house-
“ED!” shouted Harry.
“Shut up!” I told him to no avail.
I slapped him across the head and he stopped.
“You’re so rude,” Harry muttered.
“Yeah,” I said in agreement.
“Sorry,” he said slightly more sober, “I know you don’t want to get caught up with us anymore.”
*****
I kept laughing.
I don’t know why, but I kept laughing.
“And then,” Harry said while gasping for another breath of air, “Louis just fell!”
He made a splatting sound and continued laughing.
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Finding Me (Sequel to Ava,The World, and Niall Horan)
Fiksi PenggemarYour past doesn't define you, but your choices do. After leaving for nearly six months, Ava has come back London, and picked up her life right were it had left off. At least she thought she did. Your supposed to let go of baggage in six months right...
