The next morning was utter shit for Louis, he woke up way too early because his sisters wouldn’t stop screaming and giggling from their rooms, and not to mention his phone kept going off from the other guys asking if he made it home ok. At about 11 he finally groaned and rolled to his back, covering his face with his arms and taking even breaths, waking himself up. His heartbeat pounded in his head and he sat up, opening his eyes, seeing a glass of water and a bottle of Advil on his bed, most likely from his mom. He smiled slowly and popped four of them in, chasing them with a long drink of water. He groaned lowly as one of the girls screamed again.
He put his hand down by him to push off the bed and stand when he hit a notebook. He looked down and let his eyebrows knit together as he grabbed it. There was a pen in the middle marking a page, he opened it and read the small note written there, letting his eyes widen as he cursed out loud. Written in scratchy handwriting was ‘If you're still wanting me to pin you to the mattress in the morning, you know where I sleep;)’. Louis just tossed the notebook onto the night table and put his face in his hands, resting his elbows on his knees. He took a few deep breaths, trying his hardest to remember anything about last night. He remembered getting there, he remembered Nick being there, and he remembered drinking, dancing, and then nothing. His eyes widened as what Nick had written clicked in his head. Oh god. He told Nick that. What else did he say? Louis decided he wanted to crawl into a dark hole and never come out.
After a few more minutes he stood and walked out and down the steps, proud that he hadn’t hurled yet. He made his way into the kitchen and stopped almost instantly. His mom sat at the kitchen table, and she wasn’t sitting there alone. Nicks mom was there too, they were both hugging cups of tea to their chest and smiling, talking away. It wasn’t so much of a surprise to see Nick’s mom there, they were friends, but he was so hung-over that he didn’t want to face the cheery voices and faces. He turned on his heel when his mom spoke.
“Louis…come join us” She spoke, voice happy sounding but it had an underlying tone, a tough mom one that told him he better listen. He sighed gently and turned, pulling a small smile on his face and making his way to the table, sitting down slowly, trying not to visibly wince at the sound the chair made as it pulled away from the table. They both watched him, a knowing smile on their faces. His mom spoke first.“Sleep well?” she asked, Louis lifted his shoulders and mumbled something incoherently, nodding his head. “Ahh…well at least you did. I was worried about you and awake until the wee hours of the morning when Nick had to carry you inside because you were too drunk to function.” She spoke, voice hard and Louis could faintly hear the tracing of disappointment in her voice. He took a deep breath and registered what she said. Nick carried him inside…Nick was with him at the club…Nick took him home..his car. He sat up.
“Where’s my car?” He asked. His mom smiled.
“Still there. Your dad and I decided that we won’t help you get it. So you can either take a cab out there or convince a friend to help you, we can’t always bail you out…” She spoke. He nodded his head slowly and stood from the table. She glanced up at him, a smile on her face “And don’t make plans for tonight.. We are having some guests for dinner, and I have some things to talk with you about.” She said, a soft smile playing on her face as she glanced over at Eileen.
Louis just crinkled his eyebrows together and tried not to think too far into the interaction. He climbed the steps and tried to get rid of his hangover.The rest of the day flew quickly and nearing 7 he found himself sitting across from none other than an overly perky Nicholas Grimshaw and his parents. Louis sisters were all gone for the night, which should have been Louis’ first sign that something was wrong, the second was that the Grimshaws were here for dinner.
