"More wine sir?"
"Why yes young fellow man"
Louis bends down and fills Liam's wine glass up.
I sit at the table and watch as the boys all act like prats with each other. They are in a piss take mood and that makes me nervous.
We've had dinner, I hardly ate anything but Zara cleared her plate plus seconds.
We've been forced to drink two glasses of wine and as much as I didn't want to get in a vulnerable state the alcohol was a much needed relaxant.
"Your girlfriend seems moody" Liam points his statement towards Harry.
I roll my eyes and take another sip of wine. I glance to Zara who has already finished hers.
"Slow down, you need to keep a straight head" I whisper to her.
"No fuck this, more wine please" she asks Louis.
I shake my head.
"Of course young madam" Louis walks over and fills her glass up.
"Why are you all acting so fucking lame?"
All the boys stop and stare at me, I look at each of them and tilt my head waiting for someone to speak.
"your girlfriend called us lame, Harry" Liam whines like a child.
"why are you all so fucking lame?" Louis mimics me in a pathetic voice.
"Just having a laugh baby" Harry leans back in his chair.
"Don't really know what there is to laugh about" I mumble.
"Well she's going to be fun tonight, Zara are you having fun?" Liam nods towards her.
"Yes" she says without thinking twice. I know she doesn't want to cause any trouble for herself.
"Looks like you're the only party pooper" Louis tops my wine glass up "Down it" he pushes it into my hand.
"No" I fold my arms across my chest.
"Down it I said!"
"I said no!"
"Jesus fucking christ!" he shouts and grabs my hair and pulls my head back. He lifts the glass and empties it over my face. I cough and choke at the wine filling my mouth up. He let's go of my head and I tip forwards to help empty my mouth.
He says nothing but fills my glass up again.
"Down it"
"n-no" I spit and shutter.
"Now!" he screams.
I turn my head away.
He grabs on to my hair again and pulls me around but instead of the glass he tips the bottle up and empties the whole bottle into my mouth.
I spit and gurgle, coughing every swear word that I know before I'm pushed forwards and left to regain a normal rate of breathing.
"Stop wasting the good wine" I hear niall complain.
"Lauren just do what they say" I can hear Zara pat me on the back.
"Enough of this, lou go and get the hard stuff" Harry stands up and collects the glasses.
"now you're talking big boy!" Louis winks and walks off to the bar area.
He returns with a large bottle of whiskey, it looks expensive which means it's going to be strong as fuck and I'm not a whiskey drinker, in fact I hate the stuff.
YOU ARE READING
The Game
Fiksi Penggemar-This book is MATURE- All she wanted was a photograph, a chance meeting with Harry and Louis at their concert. If only she knew a photograph would lead her to hell. A prisoner to the boys and their sick games. Along with Zara can Lauren reach the fi...
