Saturday, we went to a crazy party at Taylor’s house. Emily and I had gotten ready at my house and gotten in her boyfriend’s pickup. “DAMN girl! You look HOT tonight!” Taylor said coming up behind me, obviously already drunk. “And you’re a hot, drunk mess.” I pecked his cheek and started to walk around. I spotted curly hair and ran straight over to Harry. “Hey Haz. I didn’t you guys were allowed out. Paul isn’t riding you?” He smiled, “We said we were going to sightsee our new home for the year.” “Classic alibi, he will never learn.” Louis said, handing Harry a cup of God knows what. “I love pints, I love pints!” An extremely drunk Niall came up to me and pulled me into a bear hug. “Told you, when he’s drunk, he’s extremely sociable.” Liam said, pulling Niall off of me. “But, I – I want to hug pretty girl. Her- guy is over there with that bl-blonde chick.” Niall stuttered, pointing to where Taylor was groping another girl, leading her to his bedroom. I curled back into Niall’s strong arms. “I’ll drive you home,” Liam said. “Yeah, because he’s the one-kidney having, boring designated driver.” Louis said, hugging me goodnight. I kissed their cheeks, except Niall, I pecked Niall’s lips and got into Liam’s car. “Don’t worry, I’ll come back for your drunk asses.” He said before driving off.

“Thanks,” I said as we pulled into my driveway. “It was my extreme pleasure.” He walked me to the door. “You’re a sweetheart, you know that?” I said. He blushed, “I’ve been told.” I waved as he left to go get his EXTREMELY drunk friends. “I’m home!” I shouted. “Are you drunk?” my mom asked, coming out of the kitchen. “No,” I looked at her. “Then why did an attractive boy who is NOT your boyfriend drive you home?” “Because my ‘boyfriend’,” I put air quotes around boyfriend, “was drunk and screwing another girl in his bedroom.” She nodded, “So this new guy…” “No, I don’t think I‘d date Liam.” “Oh, so his name’s Liam?” I nodded, “He’s in that British boy band with none other than, Louis William Tomlinson.” She looked at me, “That geeky kid who asked you to the ball?” I nodded. Before I could say anything else, my phone went off. “Taylor?” she asked. “It was the facial expression when I saw it?” She nodded. “I’m going to bed.”

I flopped on my bed, and unlocked my phone.
Tay-tay: Baby, I was drunk, I’m sorry. Please talk to me, I love YOU. Xx
Aria: If you loved me, you wouldn’t be screwing other people, drunk or not.
Tay-tay: Can we please talk about this Monday? Xx
Aria: Fine. Goodnight.
I threw my phone to the other side before it buzzed again.
Unknown: Sorry I was so creepy tonight. Xx –Niall
Aria: That’s ok, you were a hilarious drunk. J
Niall: Thanks. Are you ok, I mean, how are you about the Taylor thing.
Aria: I’m ok. Not sure what to do yet. :/
Niall: I know it’s not my business, but I don’t think he deserves you.
Aria: Duly noted. I’m going to pass out now. J See you Monday Ni?
Niall: Ok, I’m going to try to sleep off this hangover before I get caught with one. See you Monday Aria. J