Running Bases With You

Chapter 27

*Louis' POV*

"LIAM! HARRY! YOOHOO! WHERE ARE YOU HIDINGGG?!"

I feel my body shake as I giggle uncontrollably for the hundredth time tonight. I'm obviously drunk off my ass, and I haven't seen the boys since we got here.

I walk through the crowd of sweaty, grinding people in the club that Niall chose for us to go to in search of Liam. It's less popular, and the dumbass paparazzi are less likely to follow us here, so it was our best option.

"Louis!"

I turn around, nearly bumping into a tall woman carrying a tray of shots. I ignore her swearing at me and an excited smile stretches across my face.

"Liam! My man, where have you been all night, ay lad? Haven't seen ya aroundddd!" I slur, almost not able to understand my own words.

"Wow. Um.. How much have you drank?" He questions me with I slight smirk on his face.

I laugh and pretend to think about it. "Uh, I dunno! Like five glasses of beer and maybe three or four shots of something that I don't remember! Who the hell cares anyways?!"

I burst into a fit of laughter, my whole body shaking and wobbling everywhere.

"Wow, you are really drunk." Liam slightly chuckles, but even in my drunken state I can sense his concern. "C'mon, let's go find the rest of the boys."

He takes me by my uninjured arm and starts tugging me around the dance floor in search of the others. I stumble around, completely unaware of the many people I keep running into and tripping over. I only laugh and point at the people who give me disgusted glares. Like they've never been drunk before. Pfft, as if!

Eventually, I'm sat down on a booth by the bar, and Liam turns to look at me again. "Okay. Stay here. I'll be back in a minute, I need to find everyone else. I think it's time to leave, considering it's," he pauses a moment. "Almost midnight."

I pout. "Aww, Liam! C'mon, can't we stay just, just a little bit longer? Have a few more drinks maybeeee?"

I wink at him playfully and he rolls his eyes, biting back a laugh. "No, Louis, I think you've had enough. And no telling how much Niall has drank. He's probably drunk off his arse. Anyways, I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere."

He turns and walks off, looking in every direction for the other three lads. He disappears in the crowd of people, and as soon as I see his head disappear, I stand from my spot. He should know by now that I'm not one to listen to what he tells me to do.

I stumble over to the bar and take a seat on one of the stools towards the end. It takes me a minute to get rid of the dizziness I feel in my head, making me see a few black spots.

I can't be that drunk yet, can I?

You've drank a lot already, Louis..

I rub my temples for a minute before the bartender comes up to me.

"Can I get ya another drink, kid?" He raises an eyebrow at me while staring me up and down.

"Y-Yeah. Sure. Give me a short one though." I give him a small nod and he turns towards the wall to get my beer.

I'm pretty sure I'm already really far gone, even though I don't remember how much I've had to drink. All I know, is I'm getting dizzier by the minute and I feel like I could blackout any second now. My head feels like it's spinning in circles, yet I'm not even moving at all, and my body keeps shaking from my constant giggling that I can't control. I know I probably should've monitored how much I've been drinking, but after I had my first few glasses, I forgot about anything and everything.