Four Mistakes

Chapter 2

We ended our rehearsal with the song Better Than Words. I don't know what it is about that song, but the fans love it. I'm assuming because me and Niall grab our dick in it. It started off as just a joke until the fans took it to a whole different level. Multiple vines were made, and the posters were hilarious. Management gets mad at us, but hey, can't some teenage boys have some fun?

"Meet in the lobby in half an hour?" Liam asked as we walked into our hotel.

We all nodded and headed our separate ways. Apparently we're going clubbing tonight. Something I'm not exactly fond of.

I walked into my room, changed into a button down shirt exposing some of my tattoos, and laid down. I've got 25 minutes before I have to meet them all downstairs.

I clicked on the television and turned it to the local news station. Sometimes it's nice to be able to catch up.

"The Harry Styles spotted with yet another blonde here in the U.S."

I flick of the TV immediately and take a deep breath. Is it so hard to let a teenage boy live his life? I was asking that blue-eyed girl if she was ok, not if she wanted to come home with me and fuck!

God, she's probably gonna see this and get a whole bunch of shit. If only I had a way to contact her and keep her away from the press. She already looked like she was in enough pain.

I looked at my watch realizing it was time for me to meet the boys. I walked down to the lobby and was met with 4 pairs of familiar eyes.

"Ready?" Zayn and Liam asked in unison.

I gave a curt nod and we walked out of the back door in the hotel to our car. We all got in the back seat, so people wouldn't see us in the front, and pulled out of the lot.

We arrived at the club and immediately we all went our separate way. I wasn't one for dancing so I went straight to the bar.

"2 shots please." I ordered.

I received my shots and took them one at a time.

I heard someone next to me clearing their throat so I turned to see who it was and am met with a familiar pair of dull blue eyes.

"Remember me?" She said with a small voice.

"Ella, right?" I replied.

She nodded but didn't say anything in reply. I quickly remembered the news that I saw on TV.

"Ella I'm so sorry about everything on the news. Please just ignore the hate you get. Someone like you certainly does not deserve it."

She kept her eyes trained on the ground and says, "It doesn't really bother me. Worse things have happened."

I felt so bad for this girl. I don't even know her, but seeing her like this broke my heart.

"How about another drink?" I offer trying to change the subject.

The corners of her lips curve up and she nods her head.

"4 more shots please." I say to the bartender.

We down them quickly and I decide it's okay to ask a few more questions.

"So, Ella, what brings you to this lovely bar?" I say with a hint of humor in my voice.

She giggles and replies with, "I just love sitting at the bar and watching people grind on each other."

We laugh in unison, and to be honest, it's the first time I've laughed truly in a while.

"You know, Harry, this is the first time I've laughed for real in a long time." She said as if reading my mind.

We continue to order shots and laugh, and not soon after she starts to get a little tipsy.

"You wannaaa danceee?" She slurs.

Well,why not?

I grab her hand and we make our way out onto the dance floor. I'm not much of a dancer so I stood there awkwardly until she decided to take my hands and put them on her waist.

I could tell she was really drunk when she started grinding.

She looked up at me and giggled. Her blue eyes locked with mine and for once they didn't look dull. She looked as if she actually was happy.

We danced for a little while until I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"You ready to go? Liam's drunk off his ass, we have to get out before the paparazzi finds us." Louis said.

I nod and look back at Ella. I couldn't just leave her here. She was too drunk, someone could try and take advantage of her.

"Ella, do you want to come stay at my place tonight?" I asked.

"YES. I love sleeping in grass." She replied, obviously drunk off her ass.

I grabbed her hand and we made our way out and into our car.

As soon as all the boys and Ella were safely in the car we left. Ella had immediately passed out and was laying her head on my lap.

I looked up and was met with 4 boys smirking at me.

"Got your self a winner." Liam whispered drunkenly.

I rolled my eyes and explained to them that I was just helping her out and that we were just friends.

As soon as we got to the hotel I carried Ella up to my room and put her in my bed. I decided she could take the bed and I'd just sleep on the couch.

As I was laying her down she groggily whispered something I couldn't understand.

"What did you say?" I said softly not wanting to wake her if she was sleeping.

"She's gone. She's not coming back. I need her."

And with that she fell asleep.

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