The Aftershock

-NIALLS POV-
Oh my god. I have a daughter.
I couldn’t stop smiling as I walked back to Brie’s apartment with Lulu in my arms.
“I have a dada!” Mary lou kept repeating softly as she rested her head in the crook of my neck.
And I would reply with “Yes you do love! And I have a daughter.”
It’s amazing how just one night can change your life for the better or for the worst.
Brie was trailing behind us on the phone with the others, telling them to meet us back at the flat.
“Dada?” My heart flutters just hearing her say that.
“Yes, love?”
“Why weren’t you here before?”

-OLIVIAS POV-
I stayed home and watched the house while they went out looking for Lulu so I ended up getting bored and started to clean the house. It’s a habit I have had since I was young.
When I am worried, I clean.
The Living room was spotless by the time Liam, Louis, Zayn, Joey, and Harold walked in.
“Woah. Wasn’t this room messy before we left?” Louis looked around before plopping on the couch.
“Yeah, I have a tendency of cleaning when I am concerned.” I shrug before sitting in between him and Liam. It got quiet for a minute before Liam spoke up.
“We should all go out tonight!” He suggests and everyone nods.
Gawd his accent is so sexy.
Woah, where did THAT come from?
Suddenly, the front door burst open and in walked a grinning Niall holding a giggly baby with a very stressed out looking Brie trailing behind.
“Awe my baby!” Joey squeals and takes Mary Lou from Niall’s arms and spreads little kisses all over her face.
“Don’t do that to Auntie Joey ever again you little booger! You scared me half to death!” She scolds the small child playfully.
Wow, she is going to be such a great mother some day. I could tell Harry thought the same thing considering I glanced over and saw him watching her in awe.
As much as I hate him for breaking her heart, I hope they end up together in the end and I know im not the only one as I glance around the room.

-JOEYS POV-
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So we decided to go clubbing tonight because why not? Brie and Niall aren’t going though because he wanted to spend time with Lulu and she doesn’t trust him to leave him alone with her.
I was putting on the last of my make up when I got a knock on the door.
“Come in!” I call out as I lean forward towards the mirror to add on my last coat of mascara. In walks Zayn dressed in dark ripped jeans, a white v-neck, and shiny shoes.
“Hey Zayn. What’s up?”
“I was just go-goi-………wow you look great.” His eyes widen and mine automatically roll.
“What do you want?” I sigh and turn back towards the mirror.
“I want you to do me a favor.” He shakes his head and moves his gaze from my legs to meet mine. “Can you not get too drunk tonight? When you get drunk you get crazy and that was when you were 17. I can’t imagine what you are like now….no offense.” He chuckles. I opened my mouth to say something when I hear Louis shouts out from down stairs. “Come on guys! Let’s go!”
Pushing past Zayn, I climb down the stairs and walk through the living room to get to the group of nicely dressed people standing by my front door. “Ready?” Liam asks Olivia and me so we both nod. She was dressed in a tight white cocktail dress that fit her dancer physique perfectly.
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We all filed out of the hotel room, leaving Niall and Brie sitting in the kitchen. She was sitting quietly, watching the newly proud father interact with Mary Lou. The child was giggling happily as she played with his blonde hair and occasionally touching his face as if she was studying his every feature. Just before my vision was blocked, I saw that fatherly grin appear on his face. I have only seen that on one other face in my life, and it was on my very own father’s face when I saw him hold my twin sisters for the first time. You know that smile that you see that just makes you want to beam? Well Niall was wearing it all over his face and I knew mine wouldn’t be gone for a while.
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The car ride here was loud and entertaining but I was more than happy when we got the large club. There was a long line wrapped around the building and I could see multi-colored flashing lights seeping through the cracks in the windows and under the large door that opens every other minute when the tall, muscular bouncer lets in another excited bystander.
There were already some papz on the scene so we were bombarded with questions and flashes as soon as I stepped out of the car. Louis and Zayn linked their arms in mine while Liam and Harry did the same to Olivia to shield us from the scavengers with cameras.
We were automatically let inside the doors. Perks of being best friends with famous people, I guess. Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Harry headed towards the VIP section but Olivia and I stayed to get some drinks from the bar before going up there.
“Hi can we get 6 shots of tequila and whatever fruity margaritas you have?” I ask the bartender when we got up to the counter.
“Whoa, girl! Why so much alcohol?! You need to take it easy!” Olivia scolds.
“I AM taking it easy! I need to relax! I have had a long week!” I argue and take back one of the shots as soon as he sets it down next to where I was leaning. The wretched alcohol burned my esophagus as it traveled down and made my stomach get a fluttery feeling. From the corner of my eye, I saw the blonde bar tender eye Olivia up and down.
She shrugs and downs one before gagging a little. I chuckle and drink the rest of my shots and walk away towards the VIP section with Olivia trailing closely behind.
The tequila was already kicking in as I walked across the dance floor, I stumbled every few steps and my vision blurred every once in a while. It was actually an extremely nice feeling, knowing that tonight, I could get completely wasted and not worry about the consequences.
When we reached the velvet pole line, another large brawny man was guarding it like a castle. He was the dragon.
“Sorry ladies. You can’t come in here right now.” He holds his hand up.
“Our friends are in there! You know them! One direction.”
“Nice try. Please move along.” He scoots us out of the way as if we were dust.
“Excuuuuse me! My best friends are one direction and you can even go and get them!” I stomp my foot.
“That was the last straw.” His jaw clenches and he picks me up and places me on his rock hard shoulder.
“Ahhhh! Let me down you barbarian!” I scream and struggle, dropping my blue colored margarita, while Olivia watches in horror.
I call out the first name that comes to mind. “HARRY! HELP!” I shout and try to break free. Seconds later I see him rushing down the stairs and he expertly hurdles the velvet rope. How he did that in skinny jeans? The world may never know.
“Whoa mate! Put the lady down! She is with me!” Harry puts both hands on the man’s chest. The strong arms release me and I fall into another pair. Harry’s arms wrap securely around me before setting me on the floor and steadying me so I wouldn’t topple over.
“I am so sorry Mr.Styles! I thought she was just another crazed fan.” The man looks at me guiltily and apologizes rapidly.
I glared at him as if he were my 10th grade math teacher. I always hated Mrs.Crabapple.
Harry sorts things out with the scary man and leads us up the stairs. When we get to the big booth that everyone is at, I sit in between Louis and Harry.
“Awh.” I whine and put my head in my hands.
“What’s wrong Joey?”
“I was just almost raped by a large dude and he made me spill my margarita!” I pout and Harry just laughs. “Come on, I will buy you another drink.” He pulls me out of the booth and drags me towards the stairwell once again. The bouncer didn’t hesitate to pull the ropes back when he saw us descending. Serves him right.
We get to the bar and he orders me some highly intoxicated drink. I slosh it back in one gulp and I knew by then I was more than just tipsy and Harry was just the same.
“Come dance with me Joey.” His arms wrapped around my waist as he growled in my ear. I took another shot back and followed Harry out onto the dance floor.
I couldn’t remember much after that.

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(THE NEXT MORNING)
My eyes fluttered open. I was in my room and my brain was throbbing on the inside of my skull.
Trying to hide away from the sun, I snuggle into my pillow some more.
Then I realized I wasn’t exactly laying on a pillow.
I was naked and cuddling into another bare chest.
My gaze travels the persons abdomen and stare at the butterfly this stranger has tattooed on his abs. Finally I get the courage to glance up at the mysterious man’s face and it hit me like a ton of bricks.
A mop of curls was resting on my pillow and Harry Styles’ face was about 3 inches from mine.
Fuck.
I will not lie. I screamed and toppled out of the bed onto the floor. Ignoring the constant pounding in my head, I grab the sheet and wrap it around my naked body while I hear Harry groaning from the other side of the bed on the ground as well.
“Come on. You had to scream didn’t you? Yes, I am Harry Styles and you just made my fucking headache ten times worse.” He groans from the floor.
“Sorry that I startled you Harold!” I growled. We did NOT have sex last night. This can’t even possible.
His head pops up from the floor with wide eyes.
“Uh-oh.”

Notes

HEY GUYS! I HAVE WIFI! YAYYYYY! So I really hoped you like this chapter. its 1:30 in the morning and i was too lazy to do spell check so I am sorry if you find any mistakes. I worked really hard on this one so PLEASE GIVE ME FEED BACK BECAUSE IT MEANS A LOT! Also rate! I love when I know what people think if my writing:) I love you all so much! <3 <3
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