Intoxicated.

Louis looked around the hotel for Harry, he went to his room, asked the valet if he took his car, but he was nowhere to be found. Louis went back to Harry’s suite laying down on the mattress as he loosened his turtleneck sweater.

“What a fucking cruel world” Louis whispered

His phone suddenly dinged, getting a message from Harry.

iMessage

Harry: At Central Park, need some time to think. Stay with Blair.
Harry: Call me if it’s an emergency
Louis: Got it. Be careful.

Louis sighed, he is once again sandwiched by his two best friends. He closed his eyes wondering what punishment he would get from his father for causing a scene at the event earlier with Nick. Back at the ballroom Nick and Blair stood still at the same table.

“Why do you even hang out with losers like him? All he does is rely on money, he’s not even smart” Nick said.

“Nick Stuart” Blair smiled menacingly at him.

“What?”

“Louis and Harry are the only people I know, therefore making me a loser by association” Blair stated. Nick looked at her in confusion.

“But what do you call people who mock them but try to befriend them… for their title and money?” Blair cocked an eyebrow at him.

Nick gritted his teeth and smiled, “You’re obviously lashing out because you upset, I admit I was narrow-minded for a short while. Get over it” he placed his arm around her shoulders, keeping the same smile.

“Now, why don’t we get a drin-“

“Stop acting so chummy” Blair pushed his arm away

“Blair?” Nick asked, taken by her sudden outburst

“Sickening right?” Blair smiled innocently,” I have no fame or fortune, but I have a temper and you can’t stand it”

Nick gulped his wine and looked at Blair’s eyes, eyes full of rage and disgust.

“That’s why you picked a much more suitable girl for you isn’t it?” Blair stepped closer fixing Nick’s bowtie, she wanted to choke him with it but stopped herself. Her gaze traveling to Claire who was waiting at the table across the ballroom for Nick.

“Piece of advice Nick, be stupid or rude, just stick to one fucking thing”

“Thanks. I see you’re in a bad condition to talk to right now, I’ll go” Nick said, plastering another annoying smile on his face.

“Before you go,” Blair placed her arm on his shoulder,” enjoy being happy while it lasts” she whispered and Nick walked away.

Blair took a deep breath, her inner demons consuming her again. She looked at her mother who was sitting happily beside Harry’s dad, thanking anyone who bid their congratulations. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole. She wanted everything to be ruined. She took her wine glass and lifted up to her lips only to find that it is empty. She placed it back on the table and went out of the ballroom, walked past Louis who woke up from his nap, straight to the elevator to go up to her suite.

Once she entered, she started lashing out her anger breaking everything that comes along her way, vases, glasses, frames; she opened her bag to find the pills she took from her mother’s room, taking everything and almost consuming it. Louis entered shortly afterward slapping the pill bottle out of Blair’s hands

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Harry walked around Central Park, looking like a zombie. He didn’t care if he bumped into anyone. His mind was clouded, he couldn’t think straight. He found an empty park bench in a secluded part of the park.

Another woman, Harry thought. He used to mess with his father’s young mistresses in the past when his mom was still alive, making them fall in love with him to the point where they would give up his dad. But his mother was one, and he was a product of a mistake, an extramarital relationship. His father then married his mother when his first wife killed herself after finding out about his mom.

Flashback

“Mom…” Harry went out of his room. His mother was crying on the foot of their stairs, his dad just left.

“Mom” Harry repeated as he knelt down to meet his mom’s level and her crying eyes. She hugged him tight caressing his hair.

“Mom will never leave you” She whispered and kissed his temple.

The following day, Harry’s mom was making breakfast inside their kitchen. Harry turned the t.v. on and the news channel had his father’s picture on it. Harry didn’t fully understand the news but he was shocked to see his father’s face and called out his mom.

“Harry?” His mother went out of the kitchen and looked at the t.v., her knees became weak and sat down on the sofa.

“Wife of the Billionaire conglomerate William Styles, Charlotte Windford Styles, was announced dead on arrival at 2 am this morning” the newscaster reported.

“Mom, why is dad on the TV?” Harry asked.

“Go up to your room Harry,” His mother said, her eyes focused on the floor. Harry stepped closer to his mother and was about to pat the top of her head.

“For once Harold, just do what you’re told” His mother spoke.

That was the first time his mom called him Harold, the first time his mother sounded mad. Harry didn’t like it, he didn’t understand anything but he knew that it was his father that made his mom act the way she did.

A few months after the incident Harry’s dad held a party with all his and Harry’s mother’s family members and close friends invited. Harry sat in front of the big stage with a white suit, with a purple flower brooch his mother picked for him, silently with his hands resting calmly on his lap.

“My son William and his longtime friend, Catherine, daughter of Sir Michael John Baxter are engaged” An old woman who Harry didn’t recognize announced.

Everyone in the room clapped their hands to bid congratulations to the couple, a couple of photographers went forward to snap a picture. Everyone was smiling but Harry didn’t understand what was going on around him. He played with the buttons of his suit.

A boy who was about the same age as Harry sat beside him, wearing the same suit but with a blue bowtie instead. He had a scowl on his face and his arms were crossed.

“I’m Harry” Harry smiled warmly towards the boy.

“Matt” The boy replied.

Matt still held a scowl on his face and took out his hand for Harry to shake. Harry didn’t know what to do so his fixed Matt’s hand upward to give him a high five. Matt taken by surprise started laughing, and Harry joined him after.

“Is that your mom?” Matt asked motioning Harry’s mom on stage smiling happily with his dad.

“Yeah” Harry smiled.

“My mom died last September” Matt looked down.

“Don’t worry… Let’s look out for each other, okay?” The curly haired boy smiled from ear to ear and held out his pinky finger.

“Okay!” Matt mimicked the same smile and wrapped his pinky finger around Harry’s.

End of Flashback


Tears were soon dripping from Harry’s eyes and he didn’t even notice. He looked up at the sky when he heard a thunder, he fixed himself, ready to go back to the hotel and pick up Louis and Blair. He was stopped when a man approached him, pointing a knife at him pressuring him to take out his wallet and phone.

Harry struggled with the man trying to get rid of the knife, as result, the man waved the knife near his cheek. Harry felt blood dripping down his cheek, he touched his cheekbone feeling a sting. The man had cut him. But luckily for Harry, he got rid of the knife after he got cut, he kicked the man in the front and threw a punch or two. Harry soon found an empty beer bottle bashing the man on the head with it.

“Bastard” Harry screeched.

His phone suddenly rang, he opened it to see it was Louis calling.

"Lou-"

“Harry come quickly, Blair-“

“What happened to Blair?” Harry panicked.

He placed his phone in the pocket of his coat, running out of the park back to the hotel. He ran as if his life depended on it, thinking if anything happened to Blair he would never forgive himself. His heart was beating so fast, he even forgot about the cut on his cheek, all he needed to know was if Blair was alright.

Upon entering Blair’s hotel room Harry saw everything was a mess, Blair’s mother was by the door holding out her hand telling Blair to stop. Louis was much closer to Blair but was hesitant to come close, afraid Blair might to something worse.

Blair pushed the table off, pieces of glass shattered the floor. Taking the stem of a wine glass. Holding it in place in her hand, her whole arm tucked to the sides of her weak body. Her mother gulped, seeing blood run down Blair’s hand.

“Put it down, Blair” Her mother choked out, “do you hear me? Put it down, please, let’s talk”

“What do you want from me? What more must you take from me?” Blair screamed out to her mother.

“Blair please…” Her mother tried to come close but Blair held the glass tightly, a pool of blood dripping on her dress as the shards dig deeper into her palm.

“Blair” Harry stood by Blair’s mother

“No!” Blair’s mother gripped Harry’s shirt,” don’t come any closer”. Harry then saw the pills scattered on the floor and looked back at Blair.

Blair suddenly had flashbacks from when her father was being dragged out of their house by the paramedics after she found him unconscious.

“DAD!” Blair called out but her mother stopped her from going any further.

Blair felt her head aching, her free hand reached up to crunch her hair. She looked like she was about to get another anxiety attack. Blair screamed, her knees getting weak as she dropped the glass stem she was holding, she leaned on the table, pieces of glass completely burying into her palm as she cried out her demons.

Harry pushed the hand that was stopping him and ran towards Blair. Putting on both of his hands on her shoulders looking at her straight in the eye.

“Blair, Come on! Get a grip!” Harry was shaking her as she cried out.

“I’m here. I’m here… Talk to me” Harry continued to plead as Blair took deep breaths looking at the floor. With one last inhale and she looked at Harry, becoming calm all of a sudden, with worried eyes.

“Harry…” Her voice was shaky, seeing blood dripping from the cut on his cheek. “What happened to you? Are you okay?”.

Harry looked down and then met her eyes again,” No, I’m okay. It’s nothing”

Louis and Blair’s mom let out all the air they’ve been bottling up, finally feeling at ease as Harry was able to calm her down.

“It’ll be okay” Harry hushed as Blair buried her head on his shoulder, caressing her hair.

“It’ll be okay” He repeated.

Paramedics and housekeeping came after Harry and Blair settled, sitting on the sofa Harry was holding both of Blair’s hand’s, one was wrapped with a bandage. Harry ran his thumb over Blair’s.

“Everyone that I love disappears…” a tear fell from Blair’s eyes.

“I won’t disappear, I’m right next to you Blair” Harry assured her.

Blair snuggled up with Harry, “You two are all I have left”.

Louis stood by the door frame, pity written all over his face. He looked at Blair’s hands that are being held by Harry and looked away. Guilt washing over him as he regrets not doing anything to stop Blair from harming herself. Night fell and Blair was asleep on the bed, as always, Harry tucked her in. Kissing her temple before he left the hotel room.

The following morning, Louis was standing in front of his father at their fencing room, a bruise already plastered at the corner of his lips from his dad’s beating. He got scolded because Harry stole his car and left it by Central Park with the keys still plugged into the ignition. Of course, his father didn’t know about this so all the blame was left on Louis.

“When are you going to start acting like an adult?” His father’s voice boomed the entire room.

“Causing a scene at the event, raising your voice at Stuart’s son, leaving the car unattended?!” He added.

“He was being disrespectful towards Blair” Louis excused.

“I do not care!” His father suddenly slapped him,” Lock him in his room, make sure he doesn’t escape this time” his father told his bodyguard.

Louis sighed as the bodyguard dragged him away from the fencing room. Once he entered his room, Louis opened a drawer full of back up phones. He immediately called Harry. He could hear a new passcode being entered on the safe lock of his bedroom door, He rolled his eyes and chuckled.

“Grounded?” Harry answered immediately.

“Yeah, no shit sherlock” Louis laughed, “Heard any news from Blair?”

“No, I haven’t called. I’m sure she’s still sleeping.” Harry said as he started to brush his teeth, Louis can hear water running on the other end.

“I’m really sorry about your car, I’ll talk to my dad about it,” Harry said.

“Nah, it’s fine man I’m used to it. Plus it’s not just about the car” Louis replied, walking around his room thinking of ways how to get out.

“Meet me at the crash pad in an hour?” Louis smirked as he opened his window.

“I thought you were grounded?” Harry laughed.

“Never stopped me before, bye!” Louis ended the call and texted one of the maids he was flirting with.

iMessageTo: Anna

Rope and food? - Louis


Blair woke up from her deep sleep, she stretched out her arms and felt pain instantly. She saw her right hand wrapped around with bandage and the dextrose beside her bed. She couldn’t remember anything from last night and scratched the back of her head, she texted Harry and Louis to ask where they are. Her mother then entered her room with a tray of breakfast from room service.

“Do you remember anything from last night?” Her mom placed the tray at the foot of her bed.

“Not really” Blair looked out the window not wanting to meet her mom’s eyes.

“When did you start taking the tranquilizers?” her mom suddenly asked. Blair remained silent as she looked at the other parts of the room, avoiding her mother.

“The tranquilizer you’re taking shouldn’t be mixed with alcohol, it has side effects that can trigger your anxiety when mixed with it.” Her mom started lecturing her, placing a tray with a cup of tea at the foot of the bed.

“You can never know you’re going to pass out or not realize the things you’re going to end up doing. Got it? “ She added.

“Why didn’t you tell me that before?” Blair asked.

“Because you haven’t started drinking then” Her mother answered.

“So it’s okay for you to know that your teenage daughter is taking psychological pills before because she didn’t drink?” Blair scoffed, her mom throwing her a look.

“Don’t be childish Blair” Her mom snapped,” Everyone is sick in their own ways”.

Blair couldn’t believe her mom’s responses. She wanted to be left alone, she wanted to scream at her but she’s too tired. She can’t even bring herself to tell her to get out.

“Who gave you the prescription for the sleeping pills?” Her mother asked again.

“Don’t worry, He’s not a quack.” Blair laughed.

“Caroline Blair Harrington” Her mother warned.

“I’m surprised you haven’t called me Blair Styles yet”

Blair then sat straight up and looked into her mother's eyes.

“The pills were yours” her mom’s face dropped in an instant.

Blair smiled, “You had no idea?”

Notes

This is a continuation of chapter 3 :) hope you enjoyed more drama guys!!!! I will also be posting chapter 5 after this because it's summer here and I'm going on vacation so I might not post for 2 weeks.

I hope you guys comment and tell me what u think. let's reach a goal maybe? 5 comments???