Wasted || Liam Payne

Chapter 14

Liam 

Waves crash over me as I paddle my way back to shore. The air has gotten heavy, the clouds dark, and the crests are breaking. The harder I kick, the further back the tide pulls me. I lick my lips and the taste of salt gags me. I begin to cough but my mouth fills with water. I try to stick my head above the ocean, but I choke. I'm pulled under and I struggle to breathe, gasping, my arms flail and I thrust my self towards the surface. 

Crash! 

My body makes contact with the hard surface and I open my eyes to find myself on the floor of an unfamiliar room. I cough and blood splatters across the wood stained tiles in front of me.  I whipe my mouth and blood covers my hand. 

"Shit." I say to no body in particular.  

My mouth is dry and my left side aches. I lay my head back on the floor and try to calm myself down from the rush of my nightmare.  

"What the fuck was that?" Louis says, bursting into the room. He looks around until he spots me on the floor. "Shit!" 

"For once I'd like to wake up to something other than your bitching." I mumble. 

"For once I'd like to not have to take care of your drunken mistakes." He retorts. "You look like shit, let's get you cleaned up."  

Louis offers me a hand, helping me to my feet. The moment I stand up, blood begins pouring from my nose and I feel light headed. I grip Louis's arm to regain my balance. I want to respond, and remind him that he didn't have to take care of me yesterday, that I was good yesterday, but, then I remember 

"Where's Sydney?" I ask. 

"Yeah, just another thing that you fucked up." 

My heart beat speeds up as a begin to panic. What is he talking about? What happened with Sydney, I brought her here, she was happy, I was happy, and.... and that fucking bitch Brittney. Why did I let her get to me? Why did I listen to her speak at all, I should have walked away. I should have never let Niall take Syd.  

"Where is she?" I ask again. 

"Niall took her home." 

"Fuck!" Hero Horan strikes again. I can't fucking compete with him. He's always there. I remember watching her dance. She had no rhythm but she was having the time of her life. Niall twirled her across the dinning room and I thought to myself how great it would be to have a girl that my brothers liked.  

And then I pushed the thought away with another shot. Britt was right, I would only end up hurting her. 

Or at least that’s what I thought at the time, but she wasn't. I could make it work, I don't know how, but I will.  

"I need to go see her!" 

"No you need to shower. And you need to quit drinking." 

I roll my eyes and turn to find the bathroom. I'm not in the mood to listen to him preach to me. I swear I'm surrounded by hypocrites.  

"Liam, I know." 

"You know what?" I say with a heavy sigh, turning back towards him. My heads pounding and I'm not in the mood for his cryptic fucking statements, I just want to find Sydney and fix everything.  

"I know why you're bleeding, and why you're in pain right now. You need to quit drinking." 

"You don't know shit!" I say, turning back to grab my cell phone before I realize I still don't have a new one. "Shit!" I say again, kicking the bedframe.