Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Drunk Or How I've Always Had A Crush On Will Turner

Hi everyone, this is definitely the last chapter for today (three is quite impressive though) and I will go to bed now, but I hope you all enjoy it! All the love, Summer xxx

Louis guided me through the crowd and I looked around on the search for a familiar face. My eyes met Harry's and he gave me a small smile, which immediately made me feel better, before he turned back around to continue his conversation. Louis walked us to the window, greeting people here and there, while I started to regret my outfit. As amazing as I looked in it, I also could feel the stares of every male we passed and only Louis' protective hand on my back prevented me from running out of the house again. 

Without wasting time, I downed the majority of my drink and tried to look as relaxed as possible. "Hey, easy tiger." Louis' concerned voice said into my ear and he shot me a concerned look. "I'm fine." I reassured him and discretely downed the rest of my drink when he wasn't looking, already starting to feel its effect, as I hadn't had any dinner. Louis had started chatting to a young man, probably a bit older than us, and I smiled shyly when he introduced us. His intense gaze made me feels slightly uncomfortable and I awkwardly shifted my weight from one foot to the other. 

After a couple of minutes, I spotted Niall and Lily, dressed as Princess Leia and Han Solo. Whispering an excuse in Louis' direction I pressed a light kiss to his cheek, before I made my way over to the two of them. "Hey, guys, nice outfits!" I complimented them and Lily beamed at me, until she took in my costume and her eyes widened. "Holy shit, Claire, you look hot! If I wasn't with Niall and slightly bi or gay in any way, I would be dragging you into the next bedroom right now." she joked and I laughed. Niall's eyes wandered up and down my body and he let out a low whistle. "Wow, Claire, you look amazing! How has Louis kept it in his pants so far?" he asked me and I grinned and looked over to Louis, who was watching us. He winked at me and I blushed a bit and turned back around. "I think he's managing alright." I commented dryly and  they laughed.

Happy to have found someone who wasn't constantly eyeing me in a creepy way, I chatted to Lily while Niall disappeared to get us three some drinks. When he returned, I decided that it was time to join Louis again who was now talking to Nick Grimshaw who I admired and liked a lot. Only looking down at my drink to avoid any spilling, I promptly bumped into someone and nearly spilled the drink over the two of us. "Careful, love." I looked up and saw Harry beaming down at me. My heart skipped a beat when I realised that he was dressed as one of my favourite characters ever, Will Turner from Pirates of the Caribbean. Intentionally, or not, he definitely had an effect on me. 

"Well, hello, there." I greeted him and pulled him into a hug, careful not to spill my drink on his shirt. I swayed lightly, my second drink already half gone, and had to hold onto Harry for support. "Easy, there. Are you alright, love?" I nodded and giggled when he raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm fiiiine, Harry." I told him, but he shook his head at me. Looking up, I saw Louis watching us intently and then looked up at Harry again who gestured something at Louis who nodded. The next thing I knew, was that Harry was gently guiding me into the kitchen where he sat me down on a chair and walked over to the sink to fill a glass of water for me.

When he returned to the kitchen table, he pulled a chair out for him as well and pushed the glass into my hands. "Here, drink." he advised me and I took some tentative sips, before I pulled a face. "Water doesn't taste good." I complained. Harry chuckled, but insisted that I drank at least half of the glass. "So, tell me, why are you already so drunk? Is everything okay?" he asked me, and took my nearly empty drink out of my hand and placed it out of my reach. "I've already told you, Harry, I am fine. Now, let me get back to my boyfriend." I stood up and stumbled lightly, two strong hands immediately steadying me. 

"Easy, love." When I reached for my drink again, he stopped my hand and I glared at him. "You've had enough for now. Let's get you back to your boyfriend, shall we?" I nodded, but suddenly my legs refused to carry me and I would have slumped down to the floor, if Harry hadn't caught me. "Shit, Claire, how much have you had to drink?" I held my finger a couple of inches apart and giggled, suddenly finding this whole situation very funny. "When was the last time you had something to eat?" Harry asked me sternly and gently placed me back onto a kitchen chair. "Um, I think I had breakfast." I told him and he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Okay, love, you wait right here and I'll get Louis, alright?" he asked me sternly and I nodded obediently. When he saw my eyes wander back to my drink, he took it and poured the remaining rest down the kitchen sink, ignoring my protest. I hummed to myself and stared at the door where Harry had disappeared. About a minute later he returned with a stressed looking Louis. "Claire, love, are you okay?" He kneeled down in front of me and took my hands into his. "Why didn't you tell me you hadn't had anything to eat yet? I would have made you something." I shrugged and he sighed. "We need to get you to sober up, maybe a coffee will help. I'll ask Ed." Harry nodded approvingly and he disappeared again, leaving me alone in the kitchen with a very attractive Will Turner lookalike.

"Did you know that I've always had a crush on Will Turner?" I asked him and he chuckled and shook his head. "Is that so?" he asked with a grin and when he saw me slumping over to the front, swiftly stepped in front of me and held me up. My head started spinning really badly, and I held onto Harry's arm to stop myself from falling over. "Claire?" I tried to react, but for some reason I couldn't. "Shit, what the fuck did Louis and Niall put into your drinks?" he cursed quietly. "Claire, do you feel like you need to throw up?" he asked me and when I nodded, he quickly hoisted me up into his arms and carried me bridal style into the nearest bathroom. 

We run into a panicking Louis and a concerned Ed on the way, who quickly proceeded to the kitchen to make me some coffee. Harry carefully sat me down in front of the toilet and held my hair back when I emptied my stomach in Ed's toilet. That seemed to have sobered me up a little bit and I leaned back against his chest and took some deep breaths. "I am so sorry, I'm such a failure." I mumbled quietly. "You are not a failure, Claire, you are just hurting and made a mistake which can happen to anyone. Let's get you back to the kitchen and sober you up, alright?" I nodded and stumbled a bit when Harry helped me up to my feet. "Sorry." I apologised again and he put an arm around my waist to guide me back into the kitchen, assuring me that it was no big deal.

Back in the kitchen, Louis immediately pulled me into a hug. "Are you feeling better?" I nodded and he pulled away a little bit. "I was so worried when I saw you lying in Harry's arms." he admitted and pressed a kiss to my temple, before forcing me to sit down and drink the coffee he and Ed had prepared. I pulled a face, but drank it anyway under the watchful eyes of the three men in the kitchen. "I'm sorry I worried you so much." I apologised again, my speech now less slurred and I could feel the water and the coffee doing their magic after a couple of minutes. "Just never drink so much on an empty stomach again." Harry asked me seriously and I promised them that I would be more careful in the future. After I had sobered up enough to stand steadily on my own feet, they allowed me back into the living room, but I was officially cut off for the rest of the night, and remained under the watchful eyes of the two men who I was the closest to in the room.