Blinded by You

Chapter Fifty Five~ I still need love

Song(s) of the the chapter:

These four walls- Little Mix

Boss~ Fifth Harmony

Dark horse- Katy Perry

Rather be- Clean Bandit

Ellen's POV:

"Why is he here?" I snapped. "You fucking said he was in LA." I was biting the inside of my cheek to keep from crying. Seeing Harry sitting there in all black, almost blending in with the booth, I turned back to Liam.

"Elle, I can-"

"You better start fucking explaining, Liam James Payne. You have about two seconds."

"Look, you and Harry are both miserable and Louis told us all that you two talked about. We know you miss him," Liam replied with a soft expression. Looking up at the lights on the ceiling, I tried to blink away the tears that threatened to fall.

"I'm with Dylan."

"You don't love him. Louis told us that you haven't said it to him yet even though he said it to you loads of times."

"Liam," I sighed, the tears finally falling. "I can't. I can't stay here."

"Yes you can. You've got all of us here with you. Just stay and see how it all goes," Liam persuaded.

"Go to the bathroom, clean up a bit, and then come back to the table." Taking a deep breath, I carefully wiped underneath my eyes, shook my hair and put a smile on my face.

"I'm okay. I don't need the bathroom." Turning around with Liam, I threw my arm over his shoulders and walked toward the booth with a wide smile. I could feel Harry's eyes on my every move and I practically chugged the drink Dylan handed me before I sat down.

"Can I have another one? And tell the bartender to keep them coming," I smiled politely, kissing Dylan's cheek and patting his chest before scooting in between Louis and Niall. Niall was the only thing between Harry and I and I could clearly smell Harry's cologne despite all of the alcohol and other sweaty people.

"What'd you get, Louis?" I smiled, leaning my chin on his shoulder.

"It's called Thinking out Loud. It's got pineapple juice, Skyy pineapple, grapefruit juice, and a shot of blue Curaçao. It's actually quite good," he replied.

"Can I try some?"

"Yeah." Handing me his glass, I drank from the tiny straw and it was really good.

"That is really good," I laughed. "Wow." Dylan came back with my drink and it turned out to be the same thing Louis had. Downing for or five more, I really couldn't remember, I walked toward the dance floor with Niall and Louis.

"Where's Dylan?" Louis yelled.

"Probably with some other girl. I wouldn't be surprised. This isn't the first time."

"He's cheated on you before?" Louis laughed.

"Yeah," I shrugged. "I only kept him around to keep my mind of you know who." I could feel the music almost running through my own veins as the three of us danced. As I suspected, Dylan was feeling all up on an other girl and I walked toward him, rolling my eyes.

"Can we break up?" I asked over the music.

"Are you okay with that?" His eyes were wide and glassy as the girl grinded against him.

"Yeah, are you?"

"Yeah, I mean, I knew you were sad so that's why I stayed."

"Alrighty then," I nodded with a laugh and walked back toward Louis and Niall.

"I'm officially single!" I yelled excitedly over the music.

"Good fer you, love!" Niall slurred and patted my shoulder.

"I fucking love you, Niall. Louis, I fucking love you too. You guys are the best. I fucking love you and Zayn and Liam and Har-" I stopped myself.

"I fucking love you guys." Hugging them tightly, as Rather Be boomed through the speakers, I laughed, letting them go and twirling around; belting out the lyrics with a wide smile.

"With every step we take, Kyoto to The Bay

Strolling so casually

We're different and the same, get you another name,

Switch up the batteries.

If you gave me a chance I would take it

It's a shot in the dark but I'll make it

Know with all of your hear, you can't shake me

When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be.

N-n-n-no, no, no place I'd rather be," I screamed with Louis with a loud laugh. I was surprisingly having fun. Something I thought I'd be unable to do with Harry here. Feeling someone tap my shoulder, I turned around and my smile immediately faded. Harry was standing there, dressed in all black, his long hair looking particularly good, and his eyes glassy. Turning back slowly toward Louis and Niall, I felt him tap my shoulder again.

"Do not touch me," I snapped and made my way toward the front door as quickly as I could. Of course it was cold and raining when I finally got outside and I looked up at the London sky. Rain mixing with my tears, I took a deep breath.

"Why?" I groaned. "Why me, God? Why?" My makeup was absolutely ruined and my hair probably looked like shit, but I didn't care. I stood there, in the cold rain.

"Ellen," Harry's deep, raspy voice murmured behind me. I couldn't turn around. That would ruin everything.

"What?" my voice didn't sound like me. It sounded weak, fragile and insecure.

"Will you please turn around?" his voice was full of emotion and I sniffled.

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because if I do, you'll be able to see how much I still love you."