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From now, the story will have Zayn's and Louis's pov here and there along with Harry's main pov.
Umm... things might not be as simple as they seem for Harry.......
They both stayed in hug for a while because Harry's head was still clouded with mixed emotion. Zayn kept patting his back softly with a hand and his other hand on Harry's curls.
"Tommo stop! Let's go home!", Harry heard Liam shouting, Zayn released himself from the hug and they both looked towards the bar. Louis was clung to Ed and they were moving towards the center of the hall where everyone was dancing. A girl from nowhere came towards Louis and she kissed his cheek and hugged him. He tried to push her away but he was too drunk. Ed somehow managed to remove her hands off Louis. Both Ed and Louis started swaying to the beat with random obnoxious dance steps. Luke and some other footballers that Harry met couple of days ago joined them on the dance floor. All of them started dancing and screaming rubbish. Harry could hear Louis' loud laughter as Ed tried to grind on him. Both of them were stumbling and Luke was trying to hold them in place, he was drunk too. Harry hadn't seen Louis like this. He didn't know most of the things about Louis. Watching him smiling and laughing made Harry happy. He used to be grumpy and secretive. But Harry still couldn't see the joy in his eyes. Louis seemed like he was forcing the laughter out of himself without actually being happy. Harry wanted to know all the little things about his Willam....Louis. He wanted to hug him, kiss him, cuddle him to sleep and be with him forever. But he seemed so different than what he looked like two years ago. He was very energetic on the dancefloor despite being very drunk, yet he seemed lifeless.
"I tried to tell him, but you know that he doesn't listen to me even when he's sober", Liam told as he came close to Harry and Zayn.
Now Charles had found his way towards Louis. He draped his arms over Louis' almost bare shoulder seducingly from his back. Louis couldn't turn to face him quickly, he was swaying with his head and arms on Luke's back. Louis tried to remove the foreign arms off him but he was not sober enough. He somehow faced Charles and told him to go away and then turned back to Luke and leaned on his back. He was not energetic anymore. Harry watched Charles in disgust and he could feel the heat of anger rushing through his veins. He wanted to rip Charles apart from Louis and he moved towards the dance floor without a second thought.
Harry gently placed his hand on Charles's shoulder and slowly detached him from Louis. Charles looked at him in confusion.
"You haven't gone to church yet? What made you change your mind? Is it me?", Charles winked at him and said, "you're too hot for me to reject! But sorry to disappoint you darling, today I'll be busy with Louis, I'll see you on any other day, or maybe we can have threesome? No, this is the first time I'm going to be with Louis and I want him all for myself, see you soon hotty", he winked at Harry again and tried to put his hands on Louis but Harry pushed him away forcefully. He was boiling with anger.
"He told you to go away, didn't you hear that?!", Harry asked him angrily. Charles was clearly annoyed and before he could say anything back to Harry, Liam interrupted.
"Listen Charles, Louis is clearly not in good condition and he doesn't want you near him, so kindly fuck off!", Liam said and pulled Louis towards himself. He looked at Harry and told him follow him.
"Aww.... Louis baby got a new bodyguard", Charles said as he glared at Harry. Liam flipped him off, pulled Harry by his arm with his free hand and walked him away from the dance floor, dragging half- wasted Louis by his other arm.
They walked to the place where Zayn was standing, seeming restless.
"Payno, leave me alone for fucks sake!", Louis screeched. But Liam let go of Harry's arm held Louis by both his arms.
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