Here's the update y'all!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! HOPE Y'ALL HAVE A GREAT YEAR!
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Harry's POV
The final show out of 6 we have in the O2 just ended. It's a blast playing the O2 for 6 nights, the crowd is as wonderful as the past 5 nights were. Sometimes I still can't believe I'm living this life now.
Now that the show has finally ended, we are all heading out to the bar where the boys organized an afterparty to celebrate our successfull 6 shows in the O2 and I didn't really wanna go but the lads dragged me out into the van with them so I don't have a choice but to go and maybe enjoy the evening after all we had a very successful show and our families would be there and maybe a couple friends as well. I have to look on the bright side of the picture even though all I wanna do is to go home, down a few glasses of whiskey and just talk to Taylor all night.
"Cheer up now Harold, there'll be plenty of girls there." Louis said, he decided to be funny again and I can't help but to roll my eyes at him.
I guess besides the fact that I pretty much made out the whole night with someone from the opposite gender back in New York a week or so ago the boys may have noticed that I am slowly becoming more interested, if not attracted to girls.
Like yesterday when I subconciously flirted with a fan at the meet and greet and they just couldn't let that slip, so they kept teasing me how I was so smooth with the ladies and all that stuff straight guys do to bed the ladies they want.
"Don't tell us you'd settle for just one girl. C'mon, girls are throwing themselves at you that one you are always on the phone with would have no idea." Niall egged, putting an arm around me and I just scoffed.
Do they seriously think I'd keep in contact with that VS model? For crying out loud I don't even know what got into me that night. But I guess it's better that they don't know It's Taylor who I am always talking to because they'd just tease me for dear life.
Arriving at the bar is a whole lot of mess because of the number of paps waiting for us.
"Shit, management couldn't shut their mouths could they?" Said Louis who's trying to get a better look of whats going on.
"Apparently not." Liam responded and then one by one we started to pile out of the vehicle.
London paps weren't as forgiving as the paps back in the US, so here we are with numbered security fighting for our life but thankfully we managed to get out of that situation without anyone getting hurt nor getting a scratch.
"Bloody hell, what a load of shit we have to get through." Niall says as we walked inside the club who's music is already blasting on full volume.
"You know blondie, ya don't really sound great when you say bloody hell. It's really a disgrace for the entirety of england. They should deport you back in Ireland." Louis sassed on Niall and the poor lad just walked it off, shrugging what Lou just said.
"Leave Niall alone Louis." Liam said and he knew it's better not to talk but he just couldn't stop his mouth so they went on. God, I love it when the kids are bickering. I will definitely miss this. I just ignored them and kept on staring at my phone telling myself I'd get the hell out of here once I receive a message from Taylor but to my luck none came so I guess that's Taylor telling me to enjoy the night and get lost for awhile because I am bothering her too much or maybe she's busy and is in a middle of saving someones life. I don't know.
Now, fast forward to a bottle of whiskey, and a few ladies trying to flirt with me and the irritating loud music blasting, I can barely stand straight at this very moment. Seems like I had fun.
