Inked Prince And The Flower Child

Chapter 4: Drunken and Affectionless

(A/N)Thanks guys for everything. I hope y'all are enjoying it. Thanks for the votes and comments. I will make this my last WARNING, This is Rated R for a reason. I can't promise what will happen. I don't have the entire story planned out. I plan a new chapter every night. I have it planned up to chapter 18. There will be sexual content, patental drugs, cursing, and no telling what else. It won't be vulgar but I say this so no one gets offended. So they know what to expect. _Hazzas_Fangirl she is my best friend in this entire world and her name is Mikayla, she has a rocking Larry Fan Fiction as well it's called "Deeper". So roll on over and check that out too.

Harrys POV:

I pull into this pub called " The Mayflower". I always come here it's my favorite place but Louis is almost always with me when I do come. I sit down at the bar and order a Hop Head along with some wonderful tasty Beer Battered Haddock and chips. My beer is arctic cold and my food is sweltring hot. Just the way I like it. The fish is crispy and flakey. The chips are soft and perfectly fried. It comes with tartar sauce but I never use it. I put on some vinegar on my chips. Americans are weird by putting ketchup on them. It just doesn't taste the same. The beer taste lingers and it's a dark beer. My favorite beer and it's extremely popular. As I'm eating I'm wondering what Louis is doing right now but I'm not about to text or call him after what just happened. I love him but I'm wrecked. He crushed every feeling I had. I'm quite vexed about everything. That's why I broke the door I had to punch something. I look down and I realize that I need to wash my right hand knuckles. They're all bloody and gashed open. So I make my way to the bathroom to clean up. I told the classy gorgeous lady behind the bar to watch my stuff while I left momentarily. I believe her name was Britt. I'll ask when I get back. She had dirty blonde hair with a red streak down the left underside of her hair. Her eyes were a medium brown with gold and green in them. She has tan skin but not extremely tan. She was wearing a grey sweat shirt with a baby cheetah on the front with sea green skinny jeans, and black combat boots. Her hair was in a fish tail braid and she had a white bandana tied into a bow as a headband. Her makeup was a brown smokey eye, light pink blush which worked wonderfully with her skin tone and almost natural light pink lipstick. I have to admit she looked ravishing. But she seemed a lot like me. But I don't why,and I don't have any siblings besides Gemma. I wash up and come back and she's waiting by my stuff. She sees me and smiles. She has a perfect smile like she's had braces before like me. " Hi welcome back ." She says sweetly. " Hey, thanks for saving my stuff. If I may ask Love what's your name again? I've seen you before but we never properly met." I ask smiling. " I'm Britt, my real name is Brittany but everyone calls me Britt. I'm Zayn Maliks sister. I was adopted just a little bit after he was born. I'm 16 and I'm usually in the back cause I'm the headcook. Zayn helped me get the job even though my age. I had to go through a hardcore cooking test to prove myself." She replies. " Oh you're Britt. I'm so sorry I forgot about you. Zayn talked about you but I never really met you. " I say apologeticly. " Oh no it's fine dear. I live with his grandma now. They had me 4 years before I went to live with her. So I was gone before Zayn went to X Factor."  She explains. " I'll have to tell Zayn I met you. He had a picture of you when you were a baby. But you clearly look different now.  May I have another beer please? " I ask. " Yea sure, it's on the house Babe " She says with a wink. Now she's really acting like me. She comes back and hands me my other beer. " Thanks." I say " No problem, I'm going to the back and finish my shift. Tell Big Mike I paid for your stuff he'll understand. " She says and then walks away.

Louis POV:

I'm sitting on my couch and El is leaning on me and I couldn't feel any worse. So I decide to send Harry a text. " Hey mate are you ok? I'm truely sorry, you have no idea. " I sent. I wait ten minutes and no reply so I just decide to leave it alone to let him get calm. I hope he's ok especially since he shattered that door by punching it. I get up and walk to the bathroom. I vomited everything I ate since I was five.  It was about nine thirty at night. So I decide to go to the drug store for some medication. " Come on El I need some medicine I just threw up everything. Lock up I'll be outside." I say and walk out side. I decide to call Harry but no answer.