I Won't Give Up ~ Michael Clifford

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~ December 24th 2018 ~

Bree;

It's been 6 months, my baby boy is getting big. He's 6 months old now and this is his first Christmas. Also, today is Louis' birthday so we're over at his flat in London for dinner and some drinks, and no, I'm not drinking while Declan is here; Mikey had asked Lou Teasdale if she could watch Dec for the night and since she loves him, she obviously said yes, so I'm waiting for her to be ready to head home.

"Hi love, I'm heading off now." Lou comes up, "So you'll pick him up tomorrow morning?"

I nod, "Yes, I hope he's not much trouble tonight." I give Declan over to Lou and he tries to start a fit, "Hey, don't even" I tickle his sides and he bursts into giggles.

"Hey love, thank you for coming!" Louis comes up, beer in hand, as he hugs Lou. "Safe travels home" Lou laughs.

"It's half hour from here, silly." She turns to me and makes Declan wave to me, "Say bye to mommy, love."

I kiss his cheek and send them off, it's hard to let him leave my side because of the close bond we have, I hope I'll survive this night without him.

"Hey baby." Michael comes up to me, clearly drunk. "Baby gone now?" I nod.

He places a wet kiss to my neck and I giggle, "Calm down, child. You're drunk, I'm sober. What's the problem here?"

"You, my girl, need a drink." He says, pointing to me. "Actually... A lot of drinks." He pulls me towards the kitchen where all the drinks are.

"Two shots of vodka and two beers, Haz." Michael says, and Harry looks at him as if he was crazy. "Pleaaaase"

Harry smiles and grabs our drinks, "Here ya go, mate."

Michael and I cheers our shots and down them, I cringe at the burning sensation in my throat but chase it down with beer. We take another shot since Ash, Cal, Liam, Zayn, the birthday boy himself, Harry and none other than Luke came over, saying that everyone has to take two shots with the birthday boy who is now 27!

"3-2-1-Go!" Ashton says, we all down one shot and then the other. Fuck, I'm going to be wasted by the end of the night.

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"-and yeah, I just wanted to say happy birthday, boy!" I slur as Louis hunches over in laughter.

"I'm older than you! You can not call me boy." Louis laughs and I start laughing.

"Sorry old man" I joke and we erupt into laughter again, tears falling down our cheeks from laughing so hard.

To say we were wasted was a huge understatement, I'm on the verge of blacking out. So far since Lou took my baby away from me, I've had more than 30 different shots, 3 pints of beer, we did a shit ton of body shots as well, plus Jell-O shots AND beer pong.

"Hey pretty lady." Niall comes in, sliding his arm around my shoulders, I laugh. "How ya doin'?" I laugh harder.

"Hi Niall, I'm good. You?" I giggle, leaning into his side.

"Drunk" He states as he takes another drink of his beer, I laugh and we high five since I could 110% agree with him.

I close my eyes, wanting to sleep but I couldn't.

I felt hot breathe on my neck, "Wanna go upstairs? To talk." Niall asks me, I hesitate but agree because I know he won't try anything on me. He leads me up the stairs, my hand in his and we end up in one of the guest rooms.

"So, what did you wanna talk about?" I drunkenly look around the room, seeing a bunch of pictures of little Louis from when he was a child.

"I don't know, to be honest." Niall slurs and starts laughing. "Sorry love."