Don't cry, Harry.

Chapter 33: Drink To That

Kylie's POV

"So, girlies," Eleanor started her toast. 

"MHm!" Niall coughed. 

"And boysies," She laughed, "Here's to our big family. Love you all!" 

We all raised our glass beer bottles in the air and clinked. "CHEERS!" We all screamed over the loud music. We were at a club, sitting in a booth and drinking. I'm really surprised Liam let me have a beer since I'm not legally allowed to yet. In England the drinking limit was 18, and in America it was 21. And I am 17 years old, so I'm technically illegally drinking with my friends. 

"Let's go dance!" Danielle exclaimed enthusiastically. I groaned. "I'm just gonna stay here. I don't feel too good." I said. 

Eleanor nodded. "Me neither."

Danielle pouted. "Oh, c'mon, guys! This is our first night out as a big family, let's have fun!" She tried to convince us.

"Drink to that." Zayn passed Danielle another beer, as he raised his own to his lips and took a good swig out of it.

"Fine. I'll go." Liam said. She took his arm and dragged him out on the raging dance floor. Harry turned to me. "Dance with me." He said. 

I shook my head. He kissed me gently. "Please. For me?" He said between kisses. I giggled. 

"Harry. Noooo. I'll just stay here with El. You go." I smiled.

He sighed. "Ni?" He turned to Niall. He nodded. "LETS GO DANCE!" He screamed like a little girl. Oh, Nialler. 

Harry turned to Louis. "Lou?" 

"Fine. But only if you keep your hands on me." Louis winked. 

"Lou, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you if I wanted to." Harry joked back. 

Eleanor and I looked back at each other and burst out into hysteric giggles. She threw her arm over and around my shoulder. "Babe, our boyfriends are too cute. We're meant to be together, us two." She drunkly pointed at her and me. I laughed. 

"Oh, El. I lavv yew!" I yelled back. We probably looked like the most wasted girls there.

"Woah, woah, woah! LEZBI-HONEST!" Louis exclaimed. We all laughed.

Harry finally turned to Zayn. "How about you, ZaZa? Care to dance with us?"

Zayn lifted his eyebrows. "ZaZa? Really, Harry?"

"HEY! CALL ME HAZ." Harry said with a wink.

Oh god. My boyfriend is so weird. And with that, the remainder of the boys left our table and started dancing. Eleanor and I were the only ones still at the booth.

Eleanor's POV

Kyles and I just started talking about nothing and everything. Until I saw something. A girl was all over Harry. I looked around, searching for my boyfriend and the rest of the group. Danielle was turned around so her bum was grinding with Liam's hips, and he seemed to enjoy it. Wink, wink, Danielle! I thought.

Then I finally spotted Louis giving Niall a piggy back ride around the club. Niall looked hilarious riding on Louis's back screaming and fist pumping his little perverted Irish arm into the air, and Louis doing the same but trying to maintain Niall's balance on his back. Then I saw Zayn at the bar, sitting on a stool next to a girl and chatting her up.

Everyone seemed to be having fun. Then I remembered Harry. I snapped my head back into his direction. Oh my god. Harry was kissing a girl.

And that girl was most definitely not Kylie.