Here's to Everything

"Fuck you Louis Tomlinson" I say, as I raise my glass towards the bartender, bringing it to my lips and taking a long gulp, feeling the burning sensation glide down my throat. I wanted to scream and cry and shout profanities towards a certain boy and even a well deserved bitch slap for his shitty girlfriend. But I couldn't. Because I was in love with him. And he hates me. "Here's to everything," I whisper, finishing my drink and walking to the door, crossing the street, not caring, I just didn't want to live anymore