Two of Hearts

Chapter One

Chapter One

July 24, 2011 2:37a.m.

A few hours after midnight. The day after One Direction's first anniversary.

Harry slowly raised his beer bottle in the air.

"Happy Band-iversary!" Harry shouted again before allowing his lips to be dragged back to his ice cold bottle.

"Happy indeed!" Louis agreed with a grin, clinking the bottom of his bottle against his best mate's. The two best friends joined together in another gulp of celebration. Harry slammed the bottle back down on the bar causing the condensation to drip faster down the green, glass bottle.

"Slow down there mate!" Louis warned.

"Another!" Harry commanded with a flick of his hand in the air.

"I think you have celebrated quite enough for one night!" Louis said with a laugh, gazing across at the empty bottles to Harry's left. Harry banged his fist on the bar table.

"Another!" He insisted. The bar tender slid down another green bottle to the curly haird boy. It amazed Louis how a simple little drink could change an innocent boy into such a savage.-- Louis laughed at that thought. Innocent? ha..

 On their first band anniversary (Band-iversary) the boys decided to go to a near by club to celebrate. It only seemed like yesterday when Simon put the band together as a group on X Factor, and now they were a completely successful band celebrating an entire year of fame and fortune! Liam came behind the two boys sitting at the bar and stretched his arms out wide to pull them into a huge, group hug. "Can you believe it?" he shouted over the blasting music. He took the seat beside Harry ."One hole year? Gosh I never thought it could be possible!" He patted his curly haired band mate on the back.

"Well," Harry began to babble out, and he pushed Liam playfully."Believe it Mr. Daddy Direction!" He took another gulp from his bottle.

"I tink Hawwy is a wittle drunk." Louis teased as he poked at Harry's cheek. Harry swatted his hand away and continued to drink. Somehow, the boys convinced the guard up front that Harry was indeed eighteen. Well...Zayn did. He had a bit of talent for negotiating and bribes. Plus, they were One Direction.

"I think Louis has a bit of a point." Liam laughed. "How many of those have you had??" He gasped as he finally acknowledged all the bottles in front of him. There had to be about 5, and Harry was working on 6.

"I'm fiiinee you guyys." Harry said while putting his arm around both boys. Louis could smell the alcohol radiating off Harry's breath. "Now lets dance!!" Louis let out a booming laugh.

"Harry, we both know you can't dance!" Louis ruffled Harry's curls. Harry shook Louis hand off and tried to pull Louis black hood over his head, but failed, his hands were fumbling to find it. Harry was drunk, no doubt.  Louis advanced on Harry's bottle, but Harry snatched it up before he could take it away.  

"None of us can, really...." Liam mumbled with a smile. Harry stood up with a wobble in his step. He stepped back a bit from the bar, still holding his bottle.

"Hey now, i..." He let out a small burp, "can totally dance!" Harry extended his left arm, his hand clutching to the beer bottle, and began to bob his head completely off beat with the music. Then, he brought up his right arm to...was he fanning himself?  Then Louis realized he was attempting to do his signature 'stop-the-traffic-let-em-through. "Check these moves!" Harry began to lean over to fall, but Liam caught him before he made contact with the floor.

"Why the hell did we let a 17 year old come out and get drunk? Who's bright idea was this in the first place?" Liam was trying to be serious, but he continued to laugh at Harry's foolishness.