Chapter 58

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Tonight was a big night for me, I was going to the Brit awards. It will be the first time since 6 months where I would see the boys, well they don't know that I'm there. The awards show didn't say that I was going to come. I'm going to sit by Cara and Rita Ora.

I'm going to present the award for best band and I'm so nervous because One Direction could maybe win the award.

I was wearing a black short dress which showed my curves perfectly. I couldn't wait to go finally on the red carpet. I sat in a limousine with Cara and we talked about the most stupid stuff, it didn't bother me that she still smoked and took drugs. She knew that I was over it and she didn't do it around me so yeah.

The limousine door opened and my bodyguard, Ben walked with us towards the red carpet. The crowd screamed our names and we sighed a lot of stuff.

After half an hour on the red carpet were we finally in the arena and we had really good seats. Half an hour later started the awards show, then another half an hour later was my turn. A women took me backstage and five minutes later told the host my name and I walked towards the stage. I waved to a lot of people and my eyes caught the eyes of the boys. Harry sat next to his chick. Louis had El, Liam had Sophia, Zayn was with Perrie and Niall was on his own like always. My smile faded for a few seconds as I saw this chick with Harry.

"Hello guys!" I greeted the audience and slowly whipped an hopefully unseen tear away.

"I hope you enjoy the night! I definitively do! Here are the nominees for best band." I said smiling in the camera. The nominees were shown and deep inside I hoped that Arctic Monkeys would win another time, but as I opened the letter my heart stopped beating. My smile faded for a couple of seconds but then it was there again.

"ONE DIRECTION!!!" I screamed in the microphone and the audience clapped their hands and the girls screamed really loudly. I took the first Brit in my hand and waited till they came on stage. I think the boys didn't know what to say to me. I mean what would you say? Yah girl ya fuckin did it! Ya aren't a junkie anymore and ya fuckin didn't talk ta us in almost 6 months! No, you can't say that. You look in each other eyes with a weird look. It shows hurt, sadness, confusion and so much more emotions.

"Congrats." I told Liam as he gave me the usual right left kiss on the cheek. He tanked me and the next was Niall. I congratulated him as well and he thanked me as well, the same happened by Louis, Zayn and Harry.

"Well, we really don't know what to say. I mean...wow. We didn't see Liz in like 6 months and now she is here on stage and presents us the award for best band. That's all too much for me. Thanks to all of you and I need some alcohol now..." Liam said really confused and the other boys said a short thank you as well and then we were all on out way back to our seats. I walked next to Harry and Louis and it was the most awkward moment of my life.

"Well... I have to go this way... Ehm... It was nice to see you again... I guess... Bye." I mumbled and was on my way to Cara.

"Fuck. That was odd." I said as I sat down next to Cara.

"It really was!" She said laughing.

"Don't you think that one champagne wouldn't kill me? I mean it's just champagne...it isn't like I was addicted to alcohol." I mumbled and Cara lifted his eyebrows.

"Well, I don't think it's a good idea..." Cara said and I groaned.

"And what's with a cigarette? I mean one cigarette!" I whined and Cara sighed.

"Liz... You were pretty much addicted to all this stuff... I don't think it's a good idea, but I think a cigarette wouldn't be as horrible as a champagne... Maybe you need to call your clinic soon and ask if it's okay to drink one champagne... But right now I would rather smoke one..." Cara said and I groaned.

"Then let's go?" She sighed and nodded. We walked to the exit and Cara gave me one cigarette. The smoke in my lunge was the best feeling I ever had in so long. I pulled out my phone and dialed the number of my clinic. I talked with them about drinking one glass champagne to celebrate the awards and they told me that alcohol would be okay if I wouldn't drink any day and so I happily thanked them.

"I'm allowed to drink." I said smiling to Cara.

"That's great." She said a little bit worried.

"C'mon let's go inside. I want a champagne." Cara sighed and walked inside with me. Well I didn't order a champagne but a shot but whatever.

Five shots later and on the way to the after party

Cara and I were both already tipsy and enjoyed the party. I sat in front of the bar and ordered another shot and I then saw a familiar human next to me.

"Harrehhh Stylessss." I said giggling and Harry turned his head towards me and sighed.

"Are you serious? Alcohol? And you smell like smoke." Harry said and I giggled.

"Just one or six shots." I said giggling and took the shot in my hand to drink it. Harry took it out of my hand and gave it the barkeeper back.

"Ejjjjj! My alcohol." I whined and Harry shook his head.

"Come I'll take you home. You had enough drinks." Harry said and I poured my lip.

"I don't want to go home. I want to have fun and maybe fuck a hot dude." I slurred and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Come babe. Don't let Louis see you like this. He is so proud you made it through it." Harry said sighing and I groaned.

"You are no fun Harold." I said annoyed and Harry chuckled.

"So we are by Harold now, Elizabeth?" Harry said grinning and I giggled.

"So we are by Elizabeth now?" I mocked him and he chuckled even more.

"Oh, Lizzy. I missed you." Harry said smiling and I rolled my eyes.

"I see how much you missed me... New bitch I see?" I said pissed and Harry chuckled.

"You are jealous?" He asked me smirking and I rolled my eyes.

"Why should I be? She is just some cheap whore." I said and soon I saw pictures. Me as I was on some kind of drugs fucking some really disgusting looking boy. I squeezed my eyes and whined.

"Please take me home." I whispered and Harry looked confused at me and walked faster. We were finally in a limousine which Ben drove.

"To her apartment please." Harry said to Ben and Ben nodded.

"Liz?!" Harry asked me worried and I just looked at him with black eyes and scary pale face. Tears streamed down my face.

"Ben? Please drive faster!" Harry said worried....

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