pure (h.s.)

sixty six

I didn't speak, I just danced. If I speak, I am worried that my drunk self will take over and I don't know how to stop her.

Louis grabs me by my waist and starts dancing very close to me. I danced with him. My head is messed up, but we're just dancing, right?

"Where's Harry?" I asked Louis hoping he'd know the answer.

"Not here," he smirked. Okay. I continued to dance with him. I tried not to focus on Harry, but only on having fun. If having fun is dancing with Louis, then i'm going to dance with Louis.

Just dance my subconscious said. I followed my instinct and danced. His hands were still on my waist. Every minute he pulled me in just a tad bit closer. Eventually, he was in inch away.

Harry had been gone for 10 minutes now. Where is he?

Stop, just dance, my subconscious said once again. She needs to stop talking. Even though I'm more drunk than i've ever been right now, my subconscious doesn't need to take over.

"You look so sexy tonight," Louis said scanning my body up and down.

Not to bad yourself my subconscious said. I don't know where my head is. Louis does look really good though...

"Should we-"

"Stop talking," I interrupt Louis. My hips keep swaying side to side. My mind is completely shut off or not here, I don't know.

I notice that Louis hands are now lower than they should be. I try to excuse myself, but there are people surrounding me and Louis grip is too strong. I'm also so drunk that I fear if Louis lets go I might fall.

Louis leans down to my ear and whispers, "Can I?"

I didn't have time to think of what he meant by that before his lips were on mine.

I didn't know what was going on. My mind was spinning. I was kissing Louis. What was going on?

My reflexes were slowed because of the drinks I had, so I couldn't get my lips off of Louis. He just kept going.

But the thing is, I was kissing him back.

It had not even been thirty seconds until I heard a loud scream and then Louis being pushed off me.

I gather my thoughts together only to see Harry on top of Louis punching him senselessly. I tried to get Harry off of him, but I couldn't. Someone broke them up and Louis looked pretty busted up. I looked at Harry and he looked more hurt than Louis did.

"Harry, I-"

"Save it. I'm going home," Harry interrupted me.

"Harry, please," I tried to make him stay.

"You knew what you were doing, Caly, you... you knew," he said with glossy eyes.

"Harry, I'm- I'm sorry, but please stay. Let me come home with you," I beg and plead.

"Get Madison to drive you home," he says walking away.

"I wanted to kiss you when the clock struck twelve," I say to him.

What he said next made me want to collapse on the floor, "You should have been thinking about that when you were sucking Louis face."

As he walked out of the door, I felt like my life was crashing before me. This morning, I was kissing Harry while he made me pancakes and telling him I love him. Now I don't even know if he wants to be with me anymore. I felt tears roll down my cheeks and I try to find Madison.

Of course I find her in the back of the club making out with Niall. I didn't want to interrupt them, but I had to.

"Um guys?" I tried to say without making it awkward. Shit, they didn't hear me. I tapped Madison on the shoulder to hopefully get her attention. She broke the kiss and looked my way.

"Oh hey Caly," Madison said. She noticed I was crying and stood up from Niall's laugh and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Can you drive me home?" I asked.

"Yeah," she turns to Niall and whispers something before grabbing my hand and leading me to the car.

Once we are in the car, I break down and tell her everything. From Louis dancing with me to Harry walking out of the club. She seems shocked. I tell her that I don't know what to do. She says that the best option is to give Harry some space.

"I know that Harry loves you more than anyone loves anything. Everybody with eyes can see. He'll come back. Just give it some time," she advices me. I thank her and we pull up at my apartment.

I walk inside and hope that Harry is there. When I open the door, he's nowhere to be seen. He hasn't left me any texts or calls. I wonder if this is his way of breaking up with me. No, he's a gentleman. He wouldn't do this.

An hour later the clock turns twelve.

"Happy New Year," I say to myself in between cries. I wish I was kissing Harry right now, but I'm not because of a stupid decision I made. I need to text him or just talk to him. I need to know what he wants for me, for us.

Happy New Year, H. I love you. -C
-

After a couple minutes I get a reply.

Happy New Year. I love you, too. -H
-

I smile at the reply. He still loves me. That's enough for now. That's all the reassurance I need. Hopefully it stays that way.

I call it a night and change into my pajamas. I crawl into bed and try to fall asleep. This is the first night in a while I have slept without Harry. It doesn't feel right not having Harry here with me. It's doesn't feel natural.

I barely sleep that night because Harry's not here and because I can't stop wishing he was.

>

>

** NO MY BABIES NO NO NO NO FRICK MAN

it's okay chill like i mean ugh it's all gonna b okay hopefully

well i hope u liked this chapter !!!! keep reading and COMMENT

VOTE

-c