Beautiful Disaster (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 43

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I don't know how I feel because a lot of things are going on either in my head or my body. The alcohol is definitely not helping but I like it. It is keeping me dizzy which is fading Rebecca's image from my mind slowly. I watch her head out and I literally crawl back to my table, keeping my empty glass over the table.  

Tracy is all nudged into Zayn's neck and he is constantly kissing her forehead, such a pathetic view to have when the girl you love just told you that she wasn't 'ready'. I laugh to myself and Daniel gives me a weird look, "Man, you're all out." 

"I like you better when you're quiet.", I roll my eyes at him and Zayn holds a laugh, pulling away from his clingy girlfriend and sighs, "What's wrong?" 

Louis comes to my rescue and places the bottle over the table, "Is that it, sir?" 

I nod at him; I finally look back at Zayn and shrug, "With a bottle of scotch, what exactly can go wrong?" 

Everyone starts to get up and I watch them leave while Zayn is still sitting right in front of me and has his hands behind his head, leaned into his chair, he just waits for me to say something to him. I ditch the glass and let the bottle be my partner tonight. I feel the burn in my throat yet I smile because this is way less than the burn she caused. 

I get up and walk towards the counter, I see Adele and her always sweet smile and I lean towards her, "Does Rebecca love you?" 

Zayn hits his hand over his head and grabs a hold of me, "Listen, Adele-" 

"Has Rebecca ever told you that she loves you?", I search for my wallet in my back pocket while Adele prints the damn bill. I pay the money and she smiles at me again, "Thank you, sir." 

"So, did she?", I ask her again. 

Adele lets out a sigh and nods, "Yeah, she did." 

I let out a laugh, "Lucky you.", I raise the bottle in her direction and she furrows her brows and expects me to explain how her best friend and the best girl in my life so far rejected my love for her.  

I walk outside the diner and Zayn follows me, "I think I should stay with you tonight." 

I look at him and the blink a few times, "And why do you think I'm heading home?" 

"You're drunk, Harry.", he states the fucking obvious. 

I nod, "Excellent observation.", I laugh and he grabs my arm, "Let's head to the bar then.", I hear those perfect words and without even bothering, I walk to my car throwing the keys at him because I know I shouldn't be driving which makes it pretty obvious that I'm not really that drunk...but just hurt. 

"What happened?", I hear Zayn's voice and I snap out of my depressing thought where I prove everyone right that I'm not really enough for Rebecca, she's beyond amazing and she deserves someone way more better than just me. The fears were coming to life and for the first time in my life I didn't want to share it with anyone, not even Zayn. I just don't know how people will-