*12am*
I sit Louis on his bed as he holds his broken ribs.
You'd think Harry would be a good person and taking care his own best friend but no, he is missing.
Who fucking cares! He was a selfish, commanding...sweet..loveable-JACKASS
I shake myself from my thoughts and close Louis door, turning off the lights.
"Night Lou.." i say, even though he was already asleep.

I walk downstairs and sigh, Louis told me to stay here. It's not because i was suppose to help him, it's because he thought i was going to do something crazy, like kill myself or get super drunk and do something stupid.

I look around and see nothing to do.
And i know i shouldn't but i grab my jacket and walk outside.


I walk about 20 minutes away and pass a little alley where i here some guy screaming.

I get closer, but stick my hand on the wall and walk slowly just in case.

"I was a dick! God i am so stupid! What the hell did i do?! WHY! WHY! WY!" he repeats.
he comes in a closer view and his face stuns me. His words strike me.

"Harry?" i say and he whips his head around and throws a a bottle in frustration at the brick wall.

"GOD DAMMIT! I SEE HER EVERYWHERE!" he screams, stumbling to me.
His hand caresses my face, but as his thumb and pointer finger get to my cheeks his grip tightens, making me wince.
"You realize how much she meant to me? How much it hurt me to loose her?" He takes a deep breathe, the smell of alcohol hits me.
He was VERY drunk.
"Harry..I-"
"Wait! You're her. You're the real her!" his grip on my cheeks squishes, making me do kissy lips.

He leans in close to my ear.

"You wanna know a secret? I was in love..she was THE ONE. I knew it, from the first minute. And it was Simon who had the idea for my good publicity. And i couldn't do anything about it.." he chokes in drunken tears.

I wrap his arm around my shoulder and drag him home.

I lay him on the couch, not wanting to drag him back upstairs to his room, i walk back to the guest room.

I see Louis on the guest bed.

"What are you doing here?" i ask, "You should be asleep Lou.." i say sitting on the bed with him.

"I couldn't sleep." he says like a little kid.

I move the sheets and motion for him to lay down.
He does and i lay next to him.

"I am afraid of Kat being gone." I choke and he turns to me.
"I am too." he says and we talk for an hour about Kat and everything we knew about her, he said most stuff i already knew.

He fell asleep and it became silent.
i turned to the other end of the bed, i felt tears falling.

"I miss you Kat." i sigh, as if she were here.

I am visiting tomorrow. I need to know if she is okay..

Maybe London isn't where we should be..