Those Five Boys {EDITING ATM}

Chapter 63

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Claire's POV

"How many drinks have you had?" I ask Zayn when he slumps over me.

"I had like, twenty hundred," he slurs at me. The party is still going, and I think it's eleven at night. My mom called and asked were I was, I told her that I was at a party with Liam. She was okay with it and I ended the call.

"Zayn, you're so cute when your drunk," I tell him as I make my way out of the house and to Liam's car.

"Crap," I realize that I don't have Liam's car keys. I rest Zayn against the car and say,"don't move okay? I'm going to get the car keys."

"Okay baby, hurry back." He smiles as I head back into the house. There's less people now so it's easier to spot Liam when he's on the couch, talking to some of his friends.

"Hey Liam?" I try to get his attention but he just ignores me. "Liam can I have your car keys?"

"Fine," he slips his hand into his pocket, "Here," takes his keys out and throws them at me.

"Are you okay?" I try to ignore the slight pain that he caused me as I pick up the keys from the floor.

"Yeah of course I'm fucking okay," he narrows his eyes at me. "You can go to your fucking boyfriend and make goo goo eyes at him while I stay here." His friends laugh at me. I can feel the tears brimming my eyes.

"Alright." Is all I say as I head into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water before leaving the house and to the car. Zayn is still leaning against it, his head hanging low.

"Zayn, here drink this, you need to sober up it's Sunday," I hand him the water bottle.

'Thanks," he opens the bottle and drinks, his Adam's apple in clear vision.

"Feel better?" I ask him.

"Better," he sighs as I unlock the door. Zayn helps himself by climbing in the back seat of the car.

"I'm going to go get the rest of the guys, you should take a nap and keep drinking that water," I peck a kiss on his lips, getting a taste of the alcohol on him. I shut the door and head back into the house.

"Hey Logan," I greet him. He looks sober as he smiles at me and hugs me.

"Hey Claire, you leaving?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'm looking for the guys. Have you seen them?" He nods and leads me to a room. I think I trust him enough that he won't do anything to me. When he opens the door, I spot Niall, Louis, and Harry, sitting in a circle with other people.

"Thank you," I tell him as he joins the circle.

"Hey, we gotta go. There's school tomorrow. You don't want to have a hangover," I joke with them.

"Okay, lets go guys," Harry says and they all stand, walking with me as we exit the house.

As I open the door, Niall goes in first, followed by Louis. Before Harry goes in I stop him.

"Can you get Liam for me? I don't think he's in the mood to go home when I talked to him."

"Sure, be right back," Harry runs into the house as I open the drivers seat. Yes, I know how to drive a car, my mom just needs the car for work. I never have a chance to drive.

Minutes later, Harry walks out with Liam slumped over his shoulder. He puts Liam next to Louis and sits in the passenger seat.

"I'm gonna drop you guys off. Are your parents sure that they're fine with you guys coming home late and drunk?" I ask them as I drive away from the house and toward Niall's flat.

"Yeah, as long as I don't make a lot of noise." Harry says.

I pull in front of Niall's driveway and step out of the car. Niall steps off of Zayn's lap and almost falls over as I'm about to catch him.

"Let me walk you to your door," I wrap his arm around my shoulder and walk him to his door. "Where are your keys?"

"Front left pocket," he says, his voice tired. I reach into his pocket and pull out his keys and unlock the door. "Second door on your left." I open his bedroom door and put him in his bed.

"Goodnight Niall," I kiss his forehead and pull the covers over his body.

"Goodnight Claire," he mumbles as I leave the room and head of his house toward Liam's car.

After dropping off Louis, Zayn, and Harry, I pull Liam's car into his driveway and turn off the ignition.

I don't know what to do, Liam was acting mean back at the party and now he's quiet, I can't read his expression.

"Are you going to help me out or what?" He says. Okay, he's annoyed by me. After I take the keys out, I help Liam out of the car and to his front door. Unlocking the door, I slip in and take off my shoes, Liam doing the same. He places a hand on my shoulder as we make our way up the stairs and into his bedroom. He pulls off articles of his clothing until he's in his boxers and slips into bed. I'm awkwardly standing there until he speaks.

"You can leave now," he says with his eyes closed. I place his keys on his dresser and leave his room without a sound, trying not to break out in sobs as I leave his flat and rush over to my room.

Why was he so angry? I don't understand why? He wasn't his self tonight, he scared me.

I do my usual night routine and climb out my window, looking up at the sky. A light turns on at Liam's house, turning my attention towards the guest bedroom. Liam is walking over to the window, opening it. He's still in his boxers as he sits near the window. As I'm about to climb back in my room he spots me, giving me a smile. Clearly, he doesn't realize what he did or said a couple minutes before.

I don't return the smile as I climb back in and go into bed, pulling the covers over my body and getting some sleep.