Bad Idea (Hariana)

037. DRUNK ON YOU

BLAIR

MY friends, Harry and I all hooped out of the black uber, tipping and thanking the young driver on the way out. I was relieved to be able to release all of my stress and party, especially now that one of the possible biggest moments in my career had passed.

Harry held the door open for me, as I was the last person to exit the car. I hopped out and linked arms with Harry, leaning into his side as we walked into the club where the after party was being held.

My tight black dress was barely enough to keep me warm, and I shivered in the cool midnight Los Angeles air.

This time, the bouncer let all of us in at once and ushered us inside of the insignificant club. Troye, Victoria and Mikey immediately ran over to the dance floor, where most of the party's action was taking place.

Instead of following them, Harry lead me to a table where his mom and sister sat. "Hi guys!" Gemma greeted cheerfully, rising up from her seat and instead offering it to us.

Harry shook his head and pulled over two chairs from a nearby table, allowing me to take my seat first. "Hi, Gem. I missed you! It's been so long." I smiled, flipping my ponytail to sit comfortably on my shoulder.

"I missed you too, Blair! I'm so proud of you." She smiled. She clapped lightly and brought her attention to Harry, who was pouring a bottle of wine into a glass.

"Do you want- oh shit! Fuck! You can't have it. I'm sorry, Blair." Harry sighed, remembering that i was now pregnant. "It's okay, Harry. enjoy tonight!" I waved him off, elbowing his bicep slightly.

He nodded and downed a glass of wine quickly, reaching his hand out towards the bottle for another glass. "I loved both of the music videos by the way, Blair!" Anne commented, breaking the slightly awkward silence the four of us had created.

The only sounds consisted of Harry swallowing more wine and then the clink of his glass as he set it down and poured another. "Thank you so much, Anne." I replied mindlessly.

My eyes were focused on Harry as he poured his fourth glass of the night, but we had not even been at the party for 10 minutes yet.

"Harry?" I questioned as he began sipping the glass, his mind and focus elsewhere. "Hmm?" He softly hummed, turning his head to me and raising his eyebrows. "Are you good? That's your fourth fucking glass." I laughed, pointing at the dark wine bottle placed in front of us.

"Oh, yeah! I'm fine. Just a little stressed, that's all." Harry sighed, finishing the glass in his hand and slamming it onto the table. "Baby are you su- " I began to ask, but was interrupted by a loud voice.

"Harry! Blair! Long time no see!" Mitch called out, who was joined by his girlfriend Sarah. "Oh my God! I missed both of you so much!" I exclaimed and ran up from my seat.

I gave Sarah a tight hug and then Mitch, waving Harry over to come greet his band mates. "What's up with him? He looks fucking weird." Sarah whispered to me so that nobody else would hear her.

"I don't fucking know. He just drank like 4 glasses of wine at once. Says he's 'stressed'." I sighed, rubbing my temple slightly. "I'll see if mitch can figure out why." Sarah announced quickly and quietly as harry joined us.

"Congrats on your big award, Blair! The show was amazing." Mitch complimented.

"And congratulations on your baby! That's so fucking exciting. I'm so proud of you guys." Sarah squealed as she gave me a one armed hug.