“I just don't know why she-” a hiccup interrupts me before I can finish my sentence. “why she left. I mean-” another hiccup. “I tried my hardest to keep her happy!” Liam nods understandingly as I cry over Emily. “I love her and she just- hic! Left!” I feel someone rubbing circles on my back. I had thought she was the one. Goes to show just how wrong I was.

I've got to get over her. I've got to forget her. I mean, she sure forgot me.

“Can we go out? I really need a drink.” I'm asking Lou before I can even wonder if it's the best thing to do, but the more I think about it, the more I realize that that's exactly what I need right now: a drink.

Louis looks at El for a moment and I can tell they're having one of those silent conversations that only people really attune to each other can have. She nods and says to me, “I'm going to take Carter to our flat. Just be careful okay, snowflake?” I smile weakly at her before getting up off my couch and wiping my hands off my jeans.

The rest of the boys follow suit and for a moment we all just stand there awkwardly. “Well lads,” Liam chimes, “let's go.”

The club is already shaking from the volume of the music by the time we get there and as soon as we step out of Harry's Rover, the security guard waves us to the front. The boys and I look at each other for a moment before shrugging and entering the club.

An old LMFAO song is playing and I go to the bar to order drinks.

“Uh, give me two rum and cokes, a couple shots of Jaegermeister, an Irish car bomb, and two beers.” The bartender turns to give me a 'are you sure about that look' that almost all bartenders give me when I order before we recognize each other.

“Niall?”

“Krista?” We ask at the same time.

She giggles before answering. “Yeah, it's me. I can't believe it! It's been like, forever.” Krista and I had gone to school together. We had just lost touch after I went on the X Factor.

“Let's catch up when you get a break, eh?”

Eight more beers and countless shots later, Krista and I were catching up in our own sort of way. My mouth was pressed to hers in an intense kiss as her fingers wound in my hair. If someone walked up and told us that the building was on fire, I'm pretty sure we wouldn't notice. Hell, if Emily herself came up and spit on me I wouldn't do a thing. Did I feel bad for indirectly making her my re-bound? No, not really. I was shit-faced drunk and couldn't care less. The snog had started out by me spilling out the whole story about Carter and his mum and how I had no clue what I was doing. Then she had pulled me in close and the rest was history.

The next morning I wake up to a pounding headache. Regardless, I roll over to snuggle into Krista only to find my arm falling onto empty air. Dazed, I sit up and look around the room, not seeing Krista. I get out of the bed and go to the kitchen only to find a sticky note to be the only sign that I didn't dream her up. Well that and the scratch marks on my back from last night.

Bye Ni-Ni. Gone to work. It was nice seeing you!

Which basically translated to never talk to me again.

What a wonderful night.

Notes

This was way short but alot more is happening in the next chapter so I guess that compensates for it. Thanks for reading loves!