Carly’s POV

As soon as I was balanced on my own, I let go of Harry’s hand and waited for Liam. Harry seemed hurt and upset but I didn’t care, Liam climbed out of the car and offered me his arm again. I smiled up at him and took his arm before we started walking inside with Louis and Eleanor ahead of us.

“Tomlinson for 8 please.” Louis spoke to the hostess.

“Right this way Mr. Tomlinson.” She looked up at him shyly and then at the rest of us.

We followed her to a large table in the back of the room. As we walked, Liam made sure I didn’t trip over my own feet. I sat down next to Liam while everyone else took a seat. Zayn took the empty seat beside me with Harry across from him.

After ordering our food and drinks, we started joking with each other. Demi was bugging Louis about how terrible his American accent was while Eleanor laughed at his bad attempts and Liam and Niall were talking about plans for tomorrow. I was talking trying o have a conversation with Harry and Zayn but Harry wasn’t doing a good job of talking so our three person conversation turned into two person conversation.

“Don’t do that you weirdo! You’re going to spill it.” I tried moving away from Zayn as he held his straw with soda in it over the table.

“No, I wont. Relax.” He laughed moving it closer to me.

“Stop it.” I giggled trying to stay serious but couldn’t.

“I wont spi-“ He lost hold of the suction on the straw, spilling the soda on my dress.

“You suck.” I frowned grabbing a napkin.

“I-I am so sorry.” He stuttered with wide eyes.

“I told you so.” I shook my head and wiped off my dress.

I kept cleaning my dress while he apologized a few more times. Finally, he stopped apologizing and grabbed my hand, making it impossible for me to ignore him.

“What Zayn?” I looked up at him.

“Do you forgive me?” He pleaded with me.

“I forgive you, gosh. Now can you let go of me?” I laughed looking down at our hands.

He smiled and let go of my hand. I finished cleaning my dress and looked over at Harry who was grimacing at me. He squinted his eyes and clenched his jaw, making me even more upset.

“You okay?” Liam asked Harry.

“Yup, just fine.” He didn’t take his eyes off of me.

“What’s going on down there?” Louis asked in an Australian accent.

“Nothing.” I answered looking over at him and smiled.

“Good.” He made a funny face, making me laugh.

Our food came and we all ate. It came time for dessert but Louis wouldn’t let us ordered, he whispered something to the waiter instead. He returned with a few bottles of champagne and glasses.

“Excuse me, everyone.” Louis stood trying to get our attention. “I would like to congratulate Carly on her amazing new job and welcome her to our family.” He looked at me and raised his glass. “You’re going to do great.”

“Cheers!” Our group called out while we clinked our glasses with each other.

“Yea, welcome to the family.” Harry mumbled before gulping his drink down. “We’re so happy to have you here.” His sarcasm was overwhelming.

“What’s that supposed to mean mate?” Liam asked, drawing attention to what he said.

“Exactly what I said.” He shrugged taking a drink of his beer. “She’s perfect.” He looked at me and scoffed.

“There’s no reason to talk to her like that.” Zayn looked at him with anger in his eyes.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” I touched Zayn’s arm, trying to calm him down.

“Yea, don’t worry about it Zayn.” Harry mocked while everyone at our table watched us go back and forth.

“Ignore it, he’s drunk.” I grabbed his wrist as he tried standing up. “Please, just leave it alone.”

“I’m not that drunk.” Harry slurred his words and took another drink.

“Stop it.” I looked at Harry who was watching me now.

“Why should I? It’s not like you care how others feel.” He put his elbows on the table and starred into my eyes.

“That was uncalled for Harry.” Liam snapped.

“No, just let him keep going. He would never say any of this while he’s sober.” I grabbed my drink and toasted to him. “Go ahead.”

“Carly, that’s a bad idea.” Liam looked at me and then at Harry. “Harry, don’t do this here. Just wait until we get home.”

“Why’s it such a bad idea?” Harry asked with attitude.

“Just stop it Harry, you can’t do this here. You’re way too drunk to be having this conversation in public.” Liam’s face hardened as he stared into Harry’s eyes.

I looked over at Louis who was watching me with a worried look. Liam was still staring at Harry when I turned back to them.

“Maybe I should wait until later.” Harry shrugged.

“Maybe.” I clenched my jaw.

“Are you ready for the check?” Our waiter interrupted the tension.

“Oh, yes please.” Louis cleared his throat.

Notes

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