I was sitting in my flat. Laptop in my lap as I went through the usual schedule at checking my twitter. Louis was sleeping on the bed next to me, dried tears staining his face. He had cried himself to sleep. Eleanor had broken up with him. The poor lad wept all day and my shoulder was still a bit wet after is emotional breakdown about a half hour ago.
I believe the break up was a whole misunderstanding. It was all because of one stupid mistake. No one is perfect! Anyway it was after a concert on Friday night and we wanted to celebrate. It was amazing, probably one of the BEST concerts we have ever done. Encore, after encore, after encore. I don’t think I have ever felt so good in my life. The adrenaline rush in my body was definitely tripled the usual amount. So, after our amazing performance, we piled in the limousine. We told the driver to go to the nearest bar in town. As we pulled up we all dove out of the car, practically running inside. The music booming, people dancing, and colorful lights everywhere; it was a very popular sight. We all took a stool at the bar which was in the middle of the club. After that everything is fizzy. I remember kissing a few girls and dancing wildly (but even if I didn‘t remember, the millions of pictures on twitter and tumblr jotted my memory). But, I remember looking over to see where the rest of the guys were and saw it. Louis had his arms wrapped around this blonde beauty and was locking lips with her. I cringed as I thought of all the consequences he would face in the morning. So, I staggered towards him, tripping over my own feet as I felt the liquor slowly taking control over my body. But it was too late. Cameras flashed uncontrollably, capturing the moment. Louis then came up for breath and spotted me. I could tell, like me, he was wasted. His eyes blood shot and his forehead sweating.
“Harry!?”
“Hey.” I said grabbing him by his arm slowly moving him away from the girl. I quickly regretted it as Louis bent over and threw up all over my shoes.
End of party. Liam, who was watching from a distant had decided to gather up us party animals. A sick Louis, me, a half asleep Niall, and drunk Zayn.
“See you… later my lo…ve.” Zayn shouted to a tall brunette at the bar, tripping on Liam’s guiding feet as we staggered to the car.
I don’t really remember much after that, except for Liam putting all of us to bed. I put my hand to my head, just remembering the pounding head I suffered the following morning. And the obvious happened. Eleanor saw the pictures and shattered Louie’s heart. I don’t understand why though, he was so intoxicated he barely recognized me. I’m shocked she was so surprised. You never know what to expect on one of our crazy nights. But that was the end of Louis and Eleanor!
