Better Than Words

Chapter 7 - Hard Night

Louis' POV

I can't believe Zayn got himself drunk. We still have school tomorrow, but that's the least of my problems now.

Where is Harry? He said he'd be here. "Louis, come on! Take a shot with me!" Zayn shot from the dance floor. I knew this was gonna be a bad idea, so why did I come with him?

"Zayn, we gotta go soon. Sober up!" I shot back at him. "You're such a killjoy." He said and took the shots he was holding in his hands.

What is going on with Zayn? After the other night, I thought he was okay, but I guess not.

My phone started ringing and I had to move to a more quieter corner before I could answer it. "Hello?"

"Louis I'm in, where are you?" Harry's voice spoke through. "By the bar." I told him.

I started looking around for curls but I was having no luck. "I can't find you Harry." I told him.

Then someone tapped my shoulder, causing me to turn around. "Hey. Where's Malik?" Harry asked. I pointed towards Zayn who was drunk off his ass.

"You guys haven't been kicked out yet? I thought he got into a fight?" Harry wondered.

"No, I managed to talk to the bouncer. Zayn wouldn't leave anyway. I told the bouncer that I'd get him sobered up first then we'd leave." I told him.

He nodded and walked in Zayn's direction. I followed him and was surprised when Zayn's eyes widened at the sight of Harry. It looked like he was almost scared of Harry.

"Zayn, we have to go home." Harry told him. Zayn nodded and waved bye to the girls he was dancing with.

I've been trying to get Zayn to leave for the past hour, how the hell did Harry get to him so quickly?

"When did you get here Harry?" Zayn asked him. "Just now. You need to sober up." He scolded him.

I asked the bartender for some water and gave it to Zayn, "Thanks man." He spoke and I just nodded at him.

I pulled Harry aside and whispered to him, "How the hell did you do that?"

He shrugged and watched Zayn gulp down the glass. "You're driving back with Harry." I told Zayn. He just gave me a nod.

"Okay, I'm gonna go visit El before I head home. I'll see you in a bit." I told them and I left.

I started driving to the dorms but I felt sick, I don't know what it was I was feeling but I didn't like it.

I parked my car and hurried up to El's room. I knocked and she answered right away. "Hey babe." She greeted and gave me a quick peck. "Hey." was all I could say.

"What's the matter?" She asked me.

"I don't know El. I was fine just a few hours ago. I even went out to a club with Zayn." I told her.

"What do you feel?" She asked and took the seat beside me. "I feel sick. My head is spinning." I told her.

Could I be feeling sick because it bothered me that Harry could get Zayn to calm down but I couldn't?

"Do you want some aspirin?" She asked me.

"No, no. It's alright. I think its... It's kinda dumb but I think it's because I feel as if Harry has taken my spot in the group." I told her. She gave me a weird look.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Well, you know how I'm the oldest? I'm usually the one that takes care of the boys. I'm usually the one that can get them to calm down and smarten up but today, when Zayn got drunk at the club he wouldn't listen to me. I asked Harry to come down and get us. I thought he would listen with Harry there and if he didn't I needed Harry's help to drag him out, but I didn't even need to say anything. Harry just had to ask him once and he followed." I told her. It's a really dumb reason, but maybe they don't need me anymore.