He loves me not - A Harry Styles FanFiction

Chapter 19

A/N- Yes ok, this is officially the last chapter of HLMN </3 The epilogue will be its own chapter. But I'm kinda happy that it's over because I am so pumped for my next one. And again please vote for my stories :') and Comment! I LOVE to see what you guys think :) - Lauren xx

Isabel! Come back! Stop! Was all I heard whilst running away from the boys. I was running from the past and into the future. I didn't want all of this in my life. I just needed to get away. I knew that I was a fast runner but I didn't know how fast they were. Before I could even make my way to where I was headed two strong hands lifted from the ground.

"Where are you going?", Harry asked breathlessly.

"I..I need to get drunk".

Now don't think of me wrong but i needed to. I'm not a heavy drinker. Sure I've gotten tipsy but never wasted. People tell me to never do it and it's the worst thing you'll experience the day after. It's a thrill when you're living in the moment but a pain in the ass when you wake up. I've seen all of them drunk before and it actually look like fun. I've read countless stories of how you just forget the world and all your problems are lifted off your shoulders. That's what I needed.

"You want to what excuse me?"

"I want to get drunk and forget everything."

"Why?"

"Because I know it's what's best for me right now. And I know that you can't think of a counter argument cause you know it's true to. Now let go of me."

"Fine go get drunk, but I'm coming with you incase you decided to have sex."

"And what if I want to?"

"It won't happen. Your not ruining your life over a couple of drinks and some bastard."

"Fine you can watch if you'd like", I said with a sly grin.

"Where did you want to go?"

"Electric".

"Let's go. I refuse to walk the rest of the way."

"What...where. What's going on", Louis said in between long breaths.

Liam and Zayn followed him looking just as un fit.

"She wants to go get drunk and forget the night. I'm going with her. You lads can go back of you'd like."

"There's no way in leaving her even if you're there too. I'm probably the only one who can stay sober", Liam scoffed.

"Fine anyone else want to join us?", Harry asked.

"Me two."

"Me three", Zayn finished.

"Well come on then."

We all piled into one taxi and made our way to the club in no time. And yet it was still as loud as ever. We all paid an went inside.

The strong smell of alcohol hit me. I hadn't been to a night club in ages. The alcohol burning your eyes. The smell of cigarettes clogging up your lungs. The pair of random strangers eating each other out everywhere you look. And the music blasting so loud you can barley even hear yourself think.

I felt Harry's hand snake though my body and hug my waist. Guiding me along the sea of people.

"Harry please get your arm off of me," I practically yelled.

"What?", he said straining his eyes.

"HARRY YOUR ARM!", I screamed into his ears.

"NO WAY I'M LETTING YOU GO."