Ruin Your Life {h.s.}

two

Harry

I felt a bit offended that she didn't even bother to tell me a simple hi, she gave me the look that indicated she wasn't even happy to see me. All the life I remember she had in her eyes was gone, her normally present smile was gone and she looked worried, sad even. I just realize how much I knew, how much was kept from me. 

After we arrived to some regular bar, that everyone kind of kept their business together and didn't stare at me that much, I asked what they want to drink. 

"Straight vodka." she said, and I looked at her kind of confused. 

"You sure?" just a nod. She's not going to talk much either, is she. 

"No, water for her. She can't drink alcohol." Diana shot her a very angry look, I'm pretty sure that if it could kill, Amy wouldn't be alive anymore. 

"Bring me water and I'm out of here." she murmured and I felt conflicted. What if it was bad idea to listen to her, but what if she would also leave? I left to the bar, ordered both. Just in case, I was also covered from Amy. What I didn't know was, that Diana downed the vodka immediately. We never really had a drink together, she was never one to drink. Always covered for me though, and I wasn't the drinker now.

Amy kept the conversation alive for a bit, but then got a bit tipsy and decided to go dance with some guy who seemed to fancy her. It was me and Diana at the table, she just charmed the barman to keep the vodkas coming, she was wasted. And not after too many, I didn't really know what to talk about, because the person in front of me wasn't the girl I knew. 

"T... tell me.. Styles.." she said all of sudden, her eyes burning into my skin. 

"Tell you what, Di?" I smiled lightly. 

"Did you even miss me?" she snorted and started laughing, not leaving me chance to reply, as she stood up, and nearly knocked the table over, with how badly her coordination was after few shots. 

"Careful." I said, catching her by arms gently. 

"I'm not a baby, I can handle my drinking." she hissed. 

"Of course I missed you. I tried to call you multiple times, invited you to a yacht during summer even. But you never replied. Or said you can't." she looked at me, lost for words. Her lips parted for a bit, and then she pressed them into a thin line again. 

"Yeah, that summer." she murmured and he complete mood changed, he sat back, finished the shot left, trying to find some money in her purse. 

"It's my treat. If you want, I can call a cab and help you get home safe?" she looked at me, I knew she was replaying the whole offer, deciding. 

"Okay." she said with a light smile, but then her face fell into the standard cold expression. I wondered what happened, what changed her to be this way with everyone. Because in the past ten hour I spent with her, she wasn't really behaving differently to Amy, or the poor bartender either.

I did as I said, went to the bar to pay for all of us, even though I lost track of where Amy was, like twenty minutes ago. She wasn't at the bar, or the dance floor, so I assumed she left with the guy she spent the night with dancing, laughing and drinking. Just going to text her if she's alright and that I'm walking Diana home tonight. After I came to recollect her drunk herself, she wasn't there and I panicked. Asking few people around. 

"Yeah, mate she left like two minutes ago." that kind of calmed me down. Two minutes and how much she was intoxicated wasn't really giving her much chances to get far. So I took my jacket and got through the bunch of sweaty bodies to the exit, walked outside to only see her bend in her waist, her hair up in messy pony tail and, throwing up.