Naill's POV:

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" I screamed.

Louis was kissing Dorthy, and they both stared at me with wide eyes.

Louis looked at Dorthy, and smiled, whispering something in her ear, and she gave him a sincere smile.

"Okay, what the fuck am I missing, here?" I said, my Irish accent thickening from anger.

"Niall," Dorthy said getting up and walking towards me,"I can assure you, what you just saw was very wrong."

Well even though she's a bit drunk, she really knows how to fight it.

My kind've gal.

I pulled a face, and grabbed her waist,"Damn right it's not." I said in a serious tone.

Louis sat on the bed with his head down.

"Louis..." she said wiggling out of my grip and walking over to Louis,"Aren't you going to tell him..?" she asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.

He looked up at her, and frowned,"I'm just kind've disappointed that he said that to you...For you to stay away from me. I'm sorry..." Louis apologized.

I'm TOTALLY missing out on something now.

"Okay, what's up?" I asked, a little arrogantly.

"Me, and I'm leaving, Nialler, watch the place while I'm gone.." Louis said piping up off of the bed, and walking out.

I watched him leave, then as soon as the door shut I looked back at Dorthy, who had a proud look on her face.

"What?" I asked, more urgently.

"Sit down and I'll spill.." she said.

Here I am, trusting information with a drunk women, let's see how this plays out...

Notes

Oops, I left y'all hanging.. Off the cliff...

BUT WHAT DO YOU ALL THINK OF TODAYS CHAPTER!?

Am I luved again??

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cuties...

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