My boyfriend??
chapter 8
Harry’s P.O.V
“Heyyyyy, Hareh!” slurs Louis.
“Hi Louis.” I say blankly.
“Have FUNNNNNNN!!!!”
“I am.”
“Duudeee, you haven’t even touched you drannnkkkk.”
“Yeah, I have.”
“Yo! Four shottssssss ovaaaa herrrreee!” he yells at the bartender.
“No! I think we should get you home.”
“okay.”
“wow he took that well.” I mutter to myself, he must be tired.
“Bye bye, za-zaynnnnnnnn, bye bye, liiiiiiiiAm, bye bye, NiNi!!”
“Bye,” they said, obviously not as drunk as Louis.
“why are you so drunk??”
“”Eleanor and I aren’t in the best place right now.” he says blankly.
“Oh”
“Yeah it’s really hard. Shes been far away lately, I don’t know why.”
“That sucks, I’ve been going through some hard times too. I really like this girl named Jamie, and she’s Marks girlfriend, and left me that morning for ummm Marcel.”
“well maybe she just doesn’t like you.” Says Louis in his drunken tone.
“Dude! We are triplets! We all look the same except for Mark with his, stupid sleeves and drugs.”
“Well, yeah…”
“And Marcel, he’s too nerdy.”
“Yeah but he’s a gentlemen Harry!! Fuck, you just don’t get that. You need to be a gentleman to win a girl!!!! Sometimes you cant be Harry from One Direction to win a girl! Sometimes you need to be Harry Styles the cheeky old Harry that used to work at a bakery!!” Louis yelled. Drunk Louis actually made sense! Huh? Who new?
“Fine Louis, your right, I can’t act like the man whore everyone calls me.”
“Exactly! I—mean – ummmmm…. Your not a man whore, you just are a little to forceful with the fame…”
“Yeah whatever.” It was three a.m when we got back to the hotel, I hadn’t had a single drink that night but I was exhausted. I helped Louis out of the car and to his to his hotel room, I took the peace and quiet while I could because I knew the boys would be back soon and Louis would yell cause of his hangover in the morning.
“Heyyyyy, Hareh!” slurs Louis.
“Hi Louis.” I say blankly.
“Have FUNNNNNNN!!!!”
“I am.”
“Duudeee, you haven’t even touched you drannnkkkk.”
“Yeah, I have.”
“Yo! Four shottssssss ovaaaa herrrreee!” he yells at the bartender.
“No! I think we should get you home.”
“okay.”
“wow he took that well.” I mutter to myself, he must be tired.
“Bye bye, za-zaynnnnnnnn, bye bye, liiiiiiiiAm, bye bye, NiNi!!”
“Bye,” they said, obviously not as drunk as Louis.
“why are you so drunk??”
“”Eleanor and I aren’t in the best place right now.” he says blankly.
“Oh”
“Yeah it’s really hard. Shes been far away lately, I don’t know why.”
“That sucks, I’ve been going through some hard times too. I really like this girl named Jamie, and she’s Marks girlfriend, and left me that morning for ummm Marcel.”
“well maybe she just doesn’t like you.” Says Louis in his drunken tone.
“Dude! We are triplets! We all look the same except for Mark with his, stupid sleeves and drugs.”
“Well, yeah…”
“And Marcel, he’s too nerdy.”
“Yeah but he’s a gentlemen Harry!! Fuck, you just don’t get that. You need to be a gentleman to win a girl!!!! Sometimes you cant be Harry from One Direction to win a girl! Sometimes you need to be Harry Styles the cheeky old Harry that used to work at a bakery!!” Louis yelled. Drunk Louis actually made sense! Huh? Who new?
“Fine Louis, your right, I can’t act like the man whore everyone calls me.”
“Exactly! I—mean – ummmmm…. Your not a man whore, you just are a little to forceful with the fame…”
“Yeah whatever.” It was three a.m when we got back to the hotel, I hadn’t had a single drink that night but I was exhausted. I helped Louis out of the car and to his to his hotel room, I took the peace and quiet while I could because I knew the boys would be back soon and Louis would yell cause of his hangover in the morning.
11/22/13