Running Bases With You

Chapter 28

*Louis' POV*

I wake up with the most excruciating headache I think I've ever had in my life.

Every little move I make only intensifies the pain in my head, and I can feel everything from the night before churning in my stomach.

Gah, you're an idiot, Louis.

Yeah, I noticed. No need to tell me!

As soon as I make an attempt to sit up, I feel my insides lurch and everything from my stomach starts to make it's wake up my esophagus. I make a bee line for the bathroom, which isn't where it's supposed to be, and all that was in my stomach spills into the toilet.

When I'm finished, I wipe my mouth with a towel on the sink counter and wash my hands. I gargle with some warm water to try to get rid of the disgusting taste in my mouth before leaving the bathroom.

I go to the kitchen, and it's then when I realize that I'm not in my own flat.

"Morning, Louis." Liam greets me with a half smile.

He slides over a bottle of water and two pills. I sigh in relief. "Thank God for you, Liam!"

I pick up the bottle of water and try opening it, but curse to myself when I'm unsuccessful. I slide it over to Liam and rub my temples in frustration.

"Open it, please?" I practically beg him.

He twists the cap off with no trouble and hands it back to me. I down the two pain killers and the whole bottle of water within seconds and throw the plastic away.

"Do you have some cereal or something? I'm starving." I mumble in question as I wait for the pain in my head to die down.

He nods in reply, hopping off of his stool. "Yeah, I'll get you a bowl and spoon. Coco Pops, Rice Crispies, or Frosted Flakes?"

I think for a second before replying. "Coco Pops are fine."

A few minutes later, he sets a bowl of cereal down in front of me and I thank him. It doesn't take me long to eat it all, my stomach finally feeling some sort of relief now that I've put something other than alcohol in it.

I stand to my feet and put my bowl and spoon in the sink. "Thanks, Liam."

He nods curtly. "No problem."

We stay silent for awhile before my curiosity gets the best of me. "How exactly did we, or I, get here last night?"

He takes a sip of his coffee and stares at me. "I called Paul to come get us. He was quite pissed off, but he dropped everyone home and left you here since you were dead to the world at the time. Your drinking got way out of hand last night, Louis."

I groan. "Yeah, I'm quite aware of that. I have the biggest bloody headache of the century. Not to mention I vomited my guts out the moment I woke up this morning."

He clears his throat. "Yeah, I know. I heard you." He pauses a moment before continuing his lecture. "That's not all though."

He gets up and goes into the living room for a moment before coming back with what looks like a magazine in his hand.

Oh no...

He hands it to me and tells me to look at the front cover.

Louis Tomlinson From One Direction! Has he finally found a new lady? Or was it just a thing of the moment? Read pages 21 and 22 for more!

The cover of the magazine and the two pages have pictures of me from last night drinking my problems away and stumbling around the club like an idiot. The picture that really makes me sick though, is the one where the woman I remember as...Rosalie, I think, is straddling my lap and has her lips nearly on mine with our chests pressed together.