remember me |h.s|

drinking

LET'S P.O.V:

I left Starbucks with a smirk on my face. I know I left Liam confused but after the whole rat thing Harry explained to me that they were messing around and told me their real names.

I started to walk back to me and Gwen's flat when I saw an all-too-familiar head of curls.

"Brody?" I yelled running to catch up to him.

He turned around quickly. "Hey babe." He said a little shocked but quickly recovered, giving me a quick peck on the lips.

"What are you doing out? I thought you had work today till 6?" I took a quick peek at my watch and it's 3 o'clock.

"Um... I-I do, it's just... I'm getting a late lunch." He rushed out. 'Why is he lying to me?' I ask myself and decide I want to ask him.

"Why are you lying to me?" I said it calmly and rationally just asking him, not jumping to any conclusions.

"I-I I'm not lying" He said faking a smile, in attempt to lighten the mood. Yeah not going to happen.

"Okay Brody you need to tell me where you were. This is the third time you've done this to me I wi-" He cut me off.

"Let, come on babe" He said. Did he think pulling a smile would be enough for me to let it slide?

"Don't 'come on' me. I will not take this from you. You never talk to me anymore. I barely ever see you. I get you didn't want to move in with me because you thought things were going too fast, but now things aren't even moving. We have just stopped all motion Brody. I can't take it anymore. I need more from you. I feel like the only time I hear from you is when you want to have sex!" I yell on the sidewalk in wide open Los Angeles. Brody is visibly scared, trying to predict my next move.

"I just want to hear and see my lovely boyfriend more, that's all I want." I say quietly and more calmly.

"Okay babe." He smiles.

"You know I love you right?" He coos.

"Yeah I know" I smile.

"So why are you out of work?" I ask still missing my answer.

"Babe, don't push it" He warns.

"No, I want to know. If you're not at work, and not on a lunch break why are you out here, in the city?" I inquire sternly. Why can't he just tell me already? It's getting me nervous.

"No reason baby" He says trying to reassure me. But I can feel it, something is not right.

"Will you stop?" He is really frustrating me. Has it always been like this.

"Stop what babe?" He says looking at me like he is a fucking angel.

"Stop. Just stop. Enough with the lying, the calling me babe, the acting so innocent. Everything." I say quietly pulling at the ends of my hair.

"Will you stop being such a clingy bitch all the time? Just because I don't want to tell you every fucking thing in my life doesn't mean I am fucking cheating on you! And can you stop throwing the 'you didn't want to move in' thing in my face. I'm glad I didn't move in with you because you are a psycho bitch!" He yells.

How dare him call me a bitch. He just tells me he loves me and now he calls me a bitch? Twice! No way.

I slapped him across the face as hard as I could. "You fucking dick." I spat.

"I'm done with you. We're done." I yell for all of Los Angeles to hear.

I walk away from him with a frown on my face. I know he was a total douche to me but I still love him.

I check my phone and there is one new text message from an unknown number.

*hey it's harry. how does lunch sound tomorrow? i will pick u up :) xx -h*

I save him in my contacts as harry. Capitol letters aren't my thing unless I get really excited then it's all caps.

I quickly text back...

*sure! I will be home tomorrow so can u get me at 11 fakeaddress lane? don't go stalking me now xp oo*

I got a reply almost instantly. I felt me cheeks heating. Woah why am I blushing? I must be cold.

*oo?* Harry texted meaning he was wondering what I meant.

*i didn't want ur x's to get lonely* I texted with a smile.

After about two minutes he texted back

*:) how could they get lonely with you around?*

Omg what am I supposed to say. I never had these problems with Brody. Brody!

I just broke up with my boyfriend of 11 months. The thought brought me to tears. I needed something to clear my mind.

I walked towards the only bar I knew of around here that wouldn't ask for an I.D. and that I could walk to with tears clouding my vision.

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I got to Casey's and walked right up to the bar and sat at a stool.

A waitress that looked in her mid 20s came out and asked what I wanted. I gave her my order, five shots of straight tequila, I wanted to get drunk fast and this was the easiest way.

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After my 7th drink, a beer, I broke down. 'Brody used to drink beer' I thought to myself and immediately after that I could not control the wracked sobs coming from my mouth.

The waitress, Jen, came over and asked if there was anyone she could call for me.

"N-no that's o-okay." I said in my drunken state.

I couldn't see very well while I was looking for my phone. But finally I found it.

I took it and called Gwen. That whore didn't answer I was so pissed.

"The number you dialed is not available please leave a message after the tone *beep*" What a stupid machine.

"G-G-Gwen ple-please come get m-me" I took a deep breathe "I-I-I'm at C-Casey's an-and me, me and Bro- me and h-him br-bro-o-ke up." I started wailing. I would sob for a good ten seconds and be out of air and then take a deep breathe. I repeated this action for about two minutes until a beep indicated my time was up.

HARRY'S P.O.V:

Me and Louis were playing FIFA at my flat, when my phone started ringing.

"Where is it Lou?" I asked not really caring about the game since we started playing.

"I don't know Haz." He shrugged.

It wouldn't stop buzzing and it was pissing me off.

Finally right as I grabbed it from in between two couch cushions, it stopped buzzing and the screen said 'One missed called and voicemail from Let'.

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hope u enjoyed this chapter :)

-lizz