Won't Stop Till We Surrender

Chapter Six

~ A Drunken Mistake ~

We had just arrived at the hotel. I was sharing a room with Louis. While, Liam and Niall bunked together. And Zayn had his own room. That lucky bastard.

“So, I think we should go to Nandos!” Niall yelled. We all chuckled. “Niall, we just ate Mcdonald’s and you ate two quarter pounders, a double cheese burger, 5 medium fries, two packs of 10-piece chicken nuggets AND 3 Coca-Colas! I think that’s enough for the night.” Liam said. “But I’m starving!” Niall whined. Liam gave him a look and Niall soon hushed up. “You’re the skinniest in the group but you eat like an elephant.” Harry said.

“Hey! Its not my fault that i’m hungry.” Niall protested. “You guys argue like a married couple.” Zayn said, smikring. “We are married. Narry for live!” Harry yelled. Louis look disgusted. “WHAT HAPPEN TO LARRY STYLINSON FOR LIVE?!” Louis wiped away his imaginary tears. “You two timing..man whore.” Louis yelled, as he pushed past Harry and ran into the bathroom. We all laughed, until we were rolling on the ground nearly crying. 

Louis came out of the bathrooom momentarily and continued laughing with us. 

After, we all calmed down we went to the hotel bar. We were expecting it to be small and unamusing. But we were so wrong! This bar was amazing. It was big and colorful with flashig lights everywhere. A disco ball hanging in the middle of the dance floor. And sexy women everywhere. the sad thing was I still couldn’t get my mind off of Aria. Liam had an ultrasound yesterday and it turns out, his kidney was fixed when he was born. So, hewas joining us for shots now. On our fifth round of shots, I was pretty wasted. Due to the tequila I had before the shots. 

My mind was racing and so my pulse. I wandered away from the boys and to the dance floor. It was like I couldn’t control anything that my hands were doing.

Before I knew it I was having a steamy make-out session with a sexy blonde in the women’s bathroom. I had her propped on the counter. My hands were on her hips, pulling her towards me. Her hands were under my shirt on my chest. Her fingers mercilessly digging into my skin as I sucked her neck, collarbone. I pulled as I sobered up, and realized that, in some way, its wrong. 

“Sorry, I got to go.” I whispered in the blonde lady’s ear, before running out the bathroom and then out of the bar. The boys followed behind me but I waved them off, letting them know I was fine. Even I felt far from fine…

I took out my iPhone, and dialed Aria…

Aria’s P.O.V

“Its getting pretty late we should go to-” My sentence was cut off my ringtone “With Ur Love” by Cher Lloyd. 

Harry calling. 

I answered the call. 

“Hey, I was jus-“

“Listen!” Harry yelled, startling me. I winced, I hated it when boys yelled at me. Especially the ones I have so much respect. 

“Errm..ok-“

“I said listen!”

“I would appreciate it if you would let me speak!”

“Well, I would appreciate it you stop being such a stubborn bitch! And listen to me!!” Did he just called me a bitch?

“Sorry! I’m so-“ I immediately hung up. 

Honestly, I’m so disappointed in Harry. I thought he was different. Wait maybe he could have drunk. Probably not, because they have a gig in the morning so Paul wouldn’t let get drubk of even drink at all. They are very heavy drinkers and they will have huge hangovers tomorrow if they were drinking. 

Harry calling… Harry calling… 1 New Text Message… 2 Missed Calls… 2 New Voice Mails… I turned of my phone ans tossed it onto the other side of my bed. I tossed and turned and toosed and turned. I tried my very best to sleep but I couldn’t forget what Harry had called me. 

Well, I would appreciate it you stop being such a stubborn bitch…stubborn bitch…bitch..bitch..

After an exhausting hour and a half of tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep.

I woke up. I turned on my phone.

23 Missed Calls. 

11 New Voice Mails. 

34 New Text Messages. 

when was this boy going to stop? Why can’t he just uderstand that I need time.

Louis’ P.O.V.

I’m not sure who Harry called when he ran out of the bar or what had been said during the call, but ever since then he looked like he was going crazy. 

My phone rang…

Aria calling

Of course! He was talking to Aria. I quickly answered my phone.

“Hello!” I said anxiously. Harry eyed me suspiciously.

“Hey, Lou.” Aria said softly from the other line.

“Are you okay, love?” I asked. There was a short pause. 

“Erm…yeah. Please don’t tell Harry that I called. We are currently not speaking to eachother.”

“Or are you not speaking to him?” I asked. She laughed nervously.

“Yeah..you can say that. Last night he called me. And I missed him so much…but he seemed like he was angry at me. And he wouldn’t let me speak. So I told him I would appreciate it he would let me talk and he…he called me a stubborn bitch.” She said, as she sniffed lightly. “I hung up on him, while he was apologizing. I don’t what I did wrong. But he was texting me and calling me non stop. I had to turn my phone off just to get some sleep.” I glanced at Harry who looked furious. 

“Don’t be crazy. You did nothing wrong.” I walked into the hallway, so Harry wouldn’t know who I’m talking to. “I think he did something..wrong at the bar last night and-“

“So he was drunk.” 

”..as I was saying. I think he was mad at himself and just called you to calm himself down, but ended up getting mad at you.” I uttered, trying to help her understand what I was talking about.

“Well, that makes sense thank you, Lou.” She said sweetly. I smiled. 

“No problem, love. Bye.”

“Bye, Lou.

Even though we had met merely a few days ago, we texted each other a lot so we are like bestfriends