This Isnt Normal...

Drunk

I groaned at the light streaming through my window and realized that today was a Tuesday.

Oh crap! I had work today!

Worryingly checking my phone, my eyes widen in realization I slept in with 10 minutes to get ready for work.

I'm in trouble! I haven't showered in two days! That's disgusting!

Quickly brushing my teeth and throwing on my uniform, I hurriedly rush towards the door.

"You're late " Harry smirked.

"Shut up alcoholic," I remark.

Harry growled in response and I beam up at him and rip open the door, sprinting to my car.

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"Louis, you're late," my boss sneers.

"By one minute, calm your tits," I brush him easily off my shoulder.

Once I finally make my way to the bar, there's a customer already waiting there.

"I'd like a shot of vodka, pretty boy,".he winks at me.

"Coming right up," I mutter and get him a glass.

"Here you go sir," I glance at him.

"So, I was wondering if you were available Saturday," he raises an eyebrow at me.

"Uhm-well, I was planning on hanging with some mates that day?" I try to say but comes out more as a question.

"Aw that's too bad," he points a finger at me.

Another custumer sits down and my inner-self let's out a sigh of relief.

After getting the next custumers order and delivering his shot, the guy from earlier bugs me again.

,"What are you doing Sunday?"

"Oh I've got a family reunion,"

A couple more consumers later and the guy is still sitting at the counter.

"Can you let me know next time your available?" he slurs.

"That's not necessary sir,"

"Can I get your number, please,"

"Don't have a use for one," I lie straight through my teeth.

"What's your name cutie?"

"Read the name tag," I seething.

"Lewis," he sighs.

"No, it's Louis, the s is silent," I rub my temples in an attempt to keep my calm.

"Care to dance?" he puts a hand out to me.

"He has to work," an unfamiliar voice speaks up.

The confusion is all too much to handle and I look up to see a mop of curls glaring at the drunken man.

"What the hell are you doing here Harry?"

"Not for you," he snorts," that was just a coincidence."

"Guess my comment didn't offend you that much if you're here for more alcohol," I raise an eyebrow at him.

At that same time more customers pop up and I take care of their orders while continuing the conversation with Harry.

"I'll show you I can handle my drinks," he wrinkled his nose and gave me a wild order.

I made his order and gave it to him,"Here's your 7 shots," I sneer and lean into his ear," if you can handle them."I smirk and pull away.

10 minutes later and Harry's had 15 shots.

"More!"

"Harry, our limit is 15. You'll have to pay now,"

"Well, you see, I've been paying others with my body, does that count in this bar too?" he smirks.

"Harry!" I squeal.

"So?"

"No, no, heavens no!"

"Well, damn it..."

I swiped my credit card in the computer and leaned into his ear for the second time tonight,"You owe me,"

For a second, I thought I saw him shiver, but then I reminded myself he doesn't like me that way, because I mean, look at me, who could? Nobody...

"My ass," he snorts.

"When and where?" I winked at him.

"Keep dreaming midget."

"Oh it won't just happen in my dreams." Where is this side of me coming from?

When four in the afternoon finally rolled around I took all extra I had made that day and went through the bar in order to find Harry.

"Fight, fight, fight " I hear people chanting.

Rushing over to the crowd, I break through everybody to find Harry with the guy from earlier.

Harry is straddling him, throwing various punches to his face and the guy under him bleeding.

"Harry! Harry stop!" try shouting but it doesn't work.

"Harry!" I run over to him and grip his shoulders pulling him towards me.

He abruptly stands up and puts his fist up as if he's about to punch me but stops when he realizes it was me. His anger filled eyes turn into guilty eyes as he comes over to me. By this time the crowd had dispersed, leaving me and Harry. And the bloody guy who could be dead right now. But who knows.

Harry takes a step towards me but I take a step back. He realizes I won't go near him and puts his hand out and I look at his hopeful eyes.

"Lets go home," I walk forward to the car, accidentally nudging Harry as I walk by.

"Let me explain!" Harry jogs over to me.

I finally reach the car and I go to the drivers side and open the door, not getting inside the car. Harry finally reaches the car and I just stare at him.

Why would he be punching the living lights out of a guy? He must be a bad drinker if he gets violent when he's drunk. But last time, he was more giggly... what the hell? Did he have a reason to beat the Shit out of him? Did he get jealous? I laughed internally at the last thought, he could do so much better than me.

"Say something...." Harry spoke up. That fight must have sobered him up.

"Louis...." He whimpered.

"Lou..."

"God damn-it Lou speak to me right now!" he slams his fists down on the dashboard if my car.

"What the fuck do you want me to say?" I spat.

"Please, let me explain..."

I sigh in agreement and he takes a deep breath.

"It was you," he began," I fought because of you."

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I'm updating more frequently yay! But 62 reads... Idk if that's normal but I'm really thinking of deleting this book. Does anyone read these? By chapter 15 if this doesn't get good then I'll delete I guess. But yeahhhhhhhhhhhh.