It had been a complicated couple of weeks. 15 days, 8 hours, 27 minutes to be exact. I hadn't really left the complex. Zayn and I were forced to watch movies together when the other boys had work. We sat on the couch and moped together. It was honestly good bonding time, even if we didn't say anything, it was better than being with everyone else. We knew better than to ask stupid questions like 'how are you feeling today' and 'do you need anything'. We knew to just leave eachother alone and sit there in silence.

I got up and made a jack and coke before we watched stepbrothers for the 6th time this week.

"Want one?" I asked in a monotone voice.

"Yeah thanks." Zayn replied.

Drinking at 11 am isn't normally socially acceptable. That is unless your best friend or fiancé just died, then you get a free pass.

Four hours, two movies, and six jack and cokes later: We were absolutely trashed. For once, we were talking. Having normal conversation. Talking about Perrie, all of the crazy things we'd say and do with her. Laughed about how if she saw us right now she'd probably laugh her ass off and call us hot messes. It was the first time I'd seen Zayn smile or even SPEAK since she'd passed away. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't nice. The alcohol made everything a little easier.

"She loved you so much." Zayn said very matter-of-factly.

"Yeah? I loved the shit outta her too." I replied, laying on the couch watching the ceiling fan spin around.

"She said she wanted you to be her Maid Of Honor. Said that you'd probably do something embarrassing to fuck up the ceremony and make it more entertaining."

I giggled and had to hold my stomach because it hurt so much, "Well she said she wanted to put a shock collar on you so she could shock you during the ceremony if you misbehaved."

"She really was my soulmate." He smiled.

"She was my soulmate too. I never thought I would meet someone who I could love so unconditionally." I replied.

"Do you think I'll ever be able to move on from her?"

I sat up abruptly and looked into his eyes. He was confused, lost even.

"I think she wants you too eventually. You can't spend the rest of your life miserable and alone. You have to grieve first, then someday you'll be able to look at another girl and feel butterflies again. But until then, you can continue to be in love with her. No one will ever be Perrie, but that doesn't mean no one will ever make you happy."

He smiled and held up his glass, "To Perrie."

I clinked my glass against his, "To Perrie."


After about three more drinks I couldn't see straight. Zayn was only semiconscious on the couch, still holding his drink in his hand taking sips every few minutes. I heard the keys in the door and grinned, the boys were home.

"ZOPHIA!" They screamed.

"Shut uppppp!" Zayn moaned.

I stood up and stumbled into Louis' arms, "Hi baby."

I kissed him and his expression changed, "Jesus Christ you two. How much have you drank?"

I shrugged my shoulders and began playing with his hair, "Lou should let me do your hair, I think it should be spikier."

His eyes went wide, "Not today love, you're wasted."

I bit my lip and pulled at his shirt, "Take your drunk girlfriend to bed?"

He grinned and threw me over his shoulder, "LOUIS STOP MY STOMACH!"

He threw me onto the bed and climbed over top of me, "Have I ever told you how hot you are?"

"When I'm drunk? Nah you've neglected to mention that." I responded nonchalantly.

There's something about being drunk, that makes everything more intense. Louis' kissed trailing down my neck as he slips off the straps of my shirt. Every single kiss makes my heart skip a beat.

"You *kiss* are *kiss* so *kiss* beautiful." I smile at how sweet he's been, so loving and careful. But right now, I didn't want careful. I needed him, now.

"Make love to me." I whispered into his ears.

His head shot up and he flashed me a grin, "Anything for you."


They say drunk sex is sometimes the best sex, and in this case, they were correct.

I turned over to face him and smiled, "I'm mad at you. I'm not as drunk now!"

He grinned, "That was the point! Why do you want to be wasted at 4 in the afternoon?!"

"It numbs the pain.." I mumbled.

It was cliché, but very true. I felt less hurt when I was intoxicated.

"Let's go out tonight, you haven't left the house in two weeks. Romantic dinner, just the two of us. It'll be fun."

Romantic dinner with Louis sounded amazing, but I didn't really want to leave Zayn.

"Why don't we go out with everyone. All the boys." I suggested.

"Who's gonna stay with Zayn?" He asked.

"Zayn's gonna come with us." I replied, grinning.

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"Come on, please? Louis' gonna make me go and it'll be less awkward if I have you there too. Less questions."

I'd been arguing with drunk Zayn for twenty minutes and was starting to make some progress.

"Where would we be going?" He asked.

"Wherever your little heart desires. Somewhere with really good jack and cokes" I said quietly and he grinned.

"I'm in."


I waltzed into the living room and everyones eyes shot to mine, "He'll be ready in ten!"

They stared in disbelief, "How did you-"

"I'm in charge now." I responded.

Louis walked over to me and kissed me softly, "I love you so much."

"I love you too Louis Tomlinson."

Liam came over and gave me a hug, "Thank you for helping him, I'm not sure how he would have gotten through this without you."

"Me?! No way. It was everyone. He needs his boys too!"

I looked over at Harry and smiled. He and Louis had put their little feud on hold for Zayn's sake. Even though they weren't friends, the Lottie/Eleanor drama hadn't been brought up. He stopped seeing Eleanor, saying that he wanted a love like Zayn and Perrie's, and that Eleanor would never give him that sort of happiness. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy that little tramp was gone.

"Hi Hazzababy!" I said, grinning.

"Hi Sophiebaby." He replied.

"Let's go mates." Zayn walked past everyone and out the door.


They all looked over at me in shock, "What?! He's hungry and I offered him alcohol!"

We needed a night out. Something to help us find normalcy again. Even if it was just a dinner, Zayn was out of the apartment and that was a huge first step.

Notes

sorry for the short update, finals are killing me! I'll update again later tonight <3

xx, elle