SPACES [Editing]

The Bottom of the Bottle

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Harry Styles

"You're gonna stay here and fix this," Niall said before leaving. It was a few minutes past 2 am and the garden was finally clear of any traces of the wedding.

Home, sweet home.

"I wouldn't go anywhere." I shrugged. "At least until we've talked. Like... really talked."

"Good for you, man. You're really back." He gave me a hug.

"Thank you. For everything." He knows what I mean. I wouldn't be able to do anything without Niall. The business deal, the wedding, everything.

"You know I deserve a raise." He shrugged.

"You have control over the money, Ni. You can just take all you can get." If there's one person I can trust with anything, especially money— it's Niall.

"Yeah, you know I won't do that." He winked. "Goodluck with the talk, though. Reckon he's a bit more open now."

"I hope so." I replied, not really sure how okay Louis is with the whole thing. I can't tell if how he was acting earlier was because of shock. I don't know what I was expecting from him, but it definitely wasn't that.

"Hey, you'll be alright. You've gone past the worst stage now... I think. Call me if you need anything!" He ran to his car and waved.

I was a nervous wreck. I know he's already asleep because his head started hurting after all the dancing— the lads had to take him up to our room so he can rest.

I've only checked up on him once, just to see if he was asleep. When I saw that he was, I ran back down immediately and grabbed the first alcoholic drink I can find in the basement.

One last bottle of fine red wine.

The next thing I know, I was already pouring it into my glass. I really wasn't planning on sleeping tonight.

I couldn't possibly lie down beside Louis because he might wake up, and I'm not quite ready for the talk yet.

I mean I am, I know, it's just that... I'm too afraid. He obviously knows now and I was a bit relieved that Gem and the lads were brave enough to face the first blow— something I know I couldn't do.

I mean, that's what I should've done, but I wasn't equipped with that much courage. James told me that my reaction was still because of the breakup— that I was also in shock after Louis's accident and that I also had my own trauma. I wanted to know why he left and I didn't know what to do after finding out the reason, that's why I ended up doing what I do best— hiding from everyone.

That, and the fact that my father didn't know what to do with all his money.

My initial reaction was that I didn't care. Really. I wanted them to lose as much money as possible because I wanted them to know what really matters. But the business school dropout in me knew that I had to use it to my advantage. I needed enough traction to make them realise that I'm a person of my own— that I can make my own decisions and that I can hold as much power as they have.