Good Enough

Chapter 45: Before I Regret It

Eve POV

I sat at the same table with a bunch of bottles in front of me. It was pretty hard to find a bar, it's the only one in this town. But should I even be doing this? I mean, it's so out of my character.

I am eighteen now. So this is legal. I stared at the brown bottle in front of me. According to the internet, this will help me forget my problems, something I desperately wanted to do right now. Harry's angry at me. I hurt his feelings. And it's all because Niall's too fun to be around. He broke up with me cause I'm so goddamn stupid.

I feel pain, confusion, and heartache. I want so much to go home and find out what's going on, make him take me back. But I know Harry. When his mind is made up there is no going back from it. Really, this whole situation can only be changed by him. I can't do anything.

I feel so much pain in my heart, but I want to feel something else.

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I must have had five or ten bottles of beer by now.

"It's gotta be youuuuuu! Pikachu!" I sung with a bit of a giggle. Oh Pikachu, you're so yellow. Like a certain idiot's hair. I took out my phone which had a picture of myself and Niall in the photo booth seemingly about to kiss. Home-wrecker. Is that even the right word? Who cares, I screwed everything up. It's not Niall's fault. I don't even care if I misheard whatever he said or heard a year ago. I'm a pretentious and sensitive asshole most of the time.

I'm not supposed to feel this way though. I have a million bajillion dollars and i'm mega super popular. I'm super hot and tones of hot boys like me. So why am I getting so worked up over what a with a stupid brunette idiot said?

Who cares if Harry broke up me cause I'm a bad, neglectful girlfriend? I'm only head over heels in love with Harry. No Big deal. I only care if he's hurt. I shouldnt be hurt but I did that. He keeps taking me back no matter how horrible I am. But no, he just let me go cause the idiot though I was in love with Niall. Stupid Niall.

But I don't want to hurt Harry.

I don't want to let him go. I impulsively dug out my phone and called Harry. He didn't pick up so I left a voicemail for him.

"Hiiii Harry!" I giggled out. My mind was on a on way trip and the destination only lead to Harry.

"I have a secret but you can't tell Harry ok?" I tell my phone.

"Ok, here goes. Harry's really mad at me right now cause he broke up with me and stuff and now I'm really sad. I almost got run over by a bus on the way her by accident by the way and I didn't care but you know what?" I pause, a hiccup coming out of my mouth.

"I'm still in love with Harry Edward Styles. I don't even like Niall like that anymore, We're friends again but I'm freaking drunk and all I think about is Harry. I love Harry so much though. I love Harry and I wish he wouldn't be mad at me anymore cause I love him." I slam the phone closed, ending the call.

I just want to forget about my problems.. I took another huge swig of my drink as a green chicken came in to my view.

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Niall POV

"Hey, Niall?" A raspy voice asked from the other end.

"Harry?" I asked, I wasn't sure why Harry would even be calling me.

"I think Eve got drunk at a bar. Don't ask why, just go find her and take care of her Niall." Harry spoke quietly, almost seemingly going to cry. I wasn't sure what was going on, all I knew was that Eve needed my help. I didn't even question why Harry sent me, I just wanted to help her. I drove off to the only bar in our town, where I hoped she would be. There is where I found her, thank God.