Mia's POV
Its a few hours after being in court and we are all out celebrating. I won and Aaron is doing 3 years in prison, thank god.
"Heres to Mia!" Louis smiles raising his glass
"Guys.." I blush
"Aww shes blushing!" Zayn laughs pinching my now extremely red cheeks.
"Zayn get off" I laugh
"Im going to get the next round in" Harry smiles
"I want a double!" I laugh
"Mia, take it easy" Niall says wrapping his arms around my waist. we were all standing at the bar.
"Niall Im having fun!" I smile
"Just be careful," He says putting his chin on my shoulder
"So are you two like a couple now?" Liam asks smiling at us
"Yeah" we both say together then laugh.
"Well its about time!" He replies
They all laugh.
"Here are your drinks, and Mia's heres your double vodka and Lemonade" Harry smiles handing out our drinks
I down half of mine and set in on the bar.
"Someones thirsty" Harry laughs
"Shut it Styles, I can handle more than you" I smile
"Do you really think so?" He smirks
"bring it styles!" I laugh
"Its on Valentine." he smiles and gets us 4 shots each
"Mia do you really think this is a good idea?" Niall asks
"Good idea or not, im going to win." I smile and walk over to harry
"wanna put a bet on it?" Harry asks.
"sure" I smile "how much?"
"Why dont we let the boys put bets on us and winner gets the money that was bet on the other player?" He smiles
"So If say Louis and Niall bet on me ten pound each if you win you get the money they bet on me?" I ask it sounds confusing
"Yeah," he nods
"Boys?" I smile turning to them, Niall and Zayn walk over to me
"Sorry Harry im betting on Mia" Zayn smiles
"Me too," Niall says
"Well Im betting for Harry" Louis smiles
"oi you!" I laugh
"Yeah im betitng for Harry, sorry Mia but hes going to win." Liam smirks
"okay so why dont we say ten each?" The boys all put ten pound down on the bar.
Me and harry pick up the first two shots and down them, then the next too.
"Okay how do we decide the winner?" I laugh
"The first one to be sick." He smiles
"oh dear god" I smile and order in more shots.
after about ten shots each we are both pretty drunk but both determined to win
"I-I think we should T-try something s-stronger" I giggle
"Like What?" Harry asks
"Bartender! get me your strongest shots. and can I get 8 please," He nods and walks off. "4 each?" I giggle holding on to the bar to keep steady.
"Y-yeah" Harry stutters
we down the four shots. I try to keep my self steady.
"I dont feel so good." Harry says holding his stomach
I laugh. Harry then throws up on the floor.
"I win!" I laugh
"damn it" Louis laughs
"Thats what you get for not believing in your bestfriend" i wink, "I dont feel good" I say the smile fading from my face, and with that i throw up.
"Lets get you guys home" the boys laugh.
"I still win!" I shout.

Notes

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