December 31, 2011
Polka-dotted party hats and bubbling flutes of champagne lined the bar's countertop as a mass of sweaty bodies pressed together eagerly waiting for the New Year. Zayn's hand was securely latched around my waist as we made our way through the jostling crowds. A thin layer of sweat lined the back of my neck as my nails dug into Zayn's side. Thirty minutes until the hands strike twelve. We had come to the exclusively club with Louis and Eleanor, not at all being my chose for the night, but going along not to disappoint Zayn.
"Oh my gosh this is so much fun!" squealed Eleanor from Louis's sign and I gritted my teeth. This girl was really starting to get on my nerves. I turned to Zayn and buried my head into his chest so I didn't have to watch Elounor share a kiss. It had been a rough few days after spray painting Louis's car to then hearing the payback from my room of the two doing the deed and Eleanor shrieking and yelling "My god are you even trying?" Christmas flew by in a blur of drowning myself in alcohol and having a hangover for three days.
"I'm just glad you're having fun babe," replied Louis as we hustled off the crowded dance floor to a back booth. My feet were aching and I could tell Louis was also out of energy.
"I still have a ton of energy! Zayn you wanna go dance some more?" questioned Eleanor before pulling my boyfriend off back into the crowd leaving Louis and I alone. I looked down at my nails that I had painted gold, which were already chipping to avoid any contact. I looked up as I felt someone kick my shin and saw Louis put down a shot glass that he must have gotten from somewhere.
"We need to talk my dear." he grimaced.
"Don't feel like it... and don't call me my dear." I snapped back. Clearly we were both slightly intoxicated.
"Look, I know we've had our differences but we need to sort this stuff out." he replied leaning across the table staring intensely at me.
"Well maybe I don't want too!" I snapped crossing my arms and pouting my lip.
"Look I'm just trying to be the mature one here," snarled Louis. "Mostly 'cause i don't want my band mate dating a girl if I can't stand her."
"You're such a dick!" I yelled standing up.
"Look who is talking! You ruin everything! You ruined my life, our relationship, my band! I wish you would just disappear!" he screamed. A bit my lip to keep from crying but I could already feel the tears escaping from my eyes.
"I can't believe for a second I liked you Louis," I sniffled walking away but not before a hand caught my wrist.
"Are you crying?" asked Louis raising his long fingers up to my cheek to brush away the stray tears. I slapped his hand away.
"What does it look like dumbass!" I shouted.
"Erica wait; I didn't mean to make you upset-"
"It's a little late for that. I've tried so- so- hard to get over you and try to act like it didn't hurt. Well it does and then you go and rub it in my face like I'm the black plague! I just wish-" I cutoff as I bit my lip and looked away. I could see Louis's face drop as he struggled to meet my eyes.
"Don't say anything, please." I choked as I yanked my wrist from his grasp.
"You know I never meant to hurt. I just- I thought you didn't like me and I was so hurt. I went to far trying to make you feel what I felt."
"But what did I do!" I yelled.
"You doubted me."
Before I could respond, Eleanor and Zayn came stumbling back giggling. Eleanor fell into Louis's arms before feverishly kissing him and trying to unbuckle his pants. I heard him groan and mutter a "not here, not now" to her before pushing her off and setting her in a chair as she continued to giggle.
Zayn slipped his arm back around my waist and starting to passionately kiss my neck and graze my skin with his teeth.
"Please stop." I whispered to him as he shot me a confused look. I glanced at my watch as it read 11:55. I looked up and meet Louis's gaze.
"Can you go get me some water?" I asked Zayn as he nodded and started to head towards the bar.
"Zayn! Wait for me!" Cried Eleanor struggling to stand up and latching her hand onto Zayn's bicep as the pushed through the crowd.
"I doubted you?" I asked Louis as they left watching Zayn leave. I glanced over at Louis to see him staring at me.
"I mean you-"
"Save it."
"Erica I love you. I always have and I always will. I love your crooked smile and your blue eyes and your coconut smelling hair. I love your laugh and your soft hands. I love you. I'm just trying not to get my heart broken again." Louis murmured. I didn't realize how close we were until I felt his hands rest against my waist.
"I-"
"One minute until midnight everyone! Go grab your special someone!" announced the DJ.
"I gotta find Eleanor," mumbled Louis, releasing my waist. Together we fought through the dimly lit room towards the bar. Louis found Eleanor laughing uncontrollably in her chair whereas I couldn't find Zayn. I searched the bar several times before spotting his dark hair. I glanced back and saw Louis was having trouble getting Eleanor to stop flirting with the blonde bartender.
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I struggled through the crowd trying to catch Zayn's attention.
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I couldn't kiss Zayn. I didn't love him.
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I spun on my heel as I caught Zayn's eye and fought my way back to the bar where Louis was still trying to coax Eleanor.
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I grasped Louis's jacket in my hands and pulled him against me. I saw Eleanor grab the bartender's neck and connect her lips. I prayed Louis didn't see his girlfriend making out with him... And she didn't see what I was about to do.
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My lips caught Louis's as a chorus of "Happy New Year!" rang through the air. Everything was about to change. Again.
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