Lost Without You

9

Flash back:

Lilly's POV:

"Bye babe." Harry quickly said before turning away to walk out the door, but right before I closed the door he half shouted, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! I forgot something!" I swing the door back open, only to find his soft plump lips crashing down on mine. As soon as it came he pulled away. "That's it." and with a quick wink he was out the door. I couldn't help but giggle about how romantic Harry was.

I lock the door to the flat and turn around and sigh. What to do, what to do... Harry's going to be gone for a couple hours to work out so I have the place to myself.

I walk into the kitchen and see there is a mess from before, when we were "cooking." Flour on the wall, cheese all over, a few egg shells here and there, tomato sauce in blotches everywhere. Harry was making a pizza and apparently to him its distracting when I wear my loose baggy T with my underwear and he insisted that I either help him by leaving the room or to put some clothes on cause he would never finish the pizza with me like that. Well one thing lead to another and there was cheese bits in my hair.

I smile looking at the mess we made. Oh how nice it is to be in love.

I pick up a broom and start to sweep the floor up. I know harry said to leave it for him to clean up, but I don't know if I can last 2 hours with this mess taunting me. The floor is almost done and I dump everything I gathered in the dust pan into the garbage.

Next I start to gather the pots, pans and bowls that were scattered, and the trays that were used a shields.

Suddenly, I hear a knock on the door, could Harry be back already? No. He's only been gone 15 minutes at most. I make my way over to the door, thankful that since the food fight, I have cleaned up a bit and have sweats on and my hair up in a messy bun. As I open the door I see Niall standing there.

"Heyyyyyy Lilllllllll" He slurs. I can tell by the way he walks and the smell on his breath that he's been drinking. Pushing his way past me, he takes a seat on the chair closest to him.

"Niall, what happened? Are you ok?" I ask unsure of what exactly he was doing here.

"Is Harryy heree?" He slurs as he rolls his head over to look at me.

"Umm, no. He just left to work out, I thought you knew he works out on Wednesday's." As soon as I say that Niall bursts out into laughter, doubling over cause he's laughing so hard. Yep, he's drunk all right.

"Maybe." Niall says after a few more giggles, "But I guess since he's not here I should be going." He says as he attempts to stand up from the chair, but ends up falling back down on his ass.

"No, Niall you shouldn't be driving anywhere. You're more drunk than I've ever seen you before." I half scold him.

"Well that's what love will do to ya." Niall mumbles.

What? He and Ella had just moved in together a few months ago, they were both so happy about it. Did something happen between them?

"What do you mean?" I question him.

"Hmmmm?" As says as he looks up at me with a sheepish grin on his face.

"What did you mean by, that's what love will do to you?" I ask. Niall seems a little confused on my question, probably wondering if he said it out loud or if I had special mind reading tricks. Oh the things you think of when your drunk. Especially Niall.

The dopey little grin Niall had on his face slowly vanished and he looked down at his feet. "We had a fight, a really bad fight." He says barely above a whisper.