Imagine part 68//
"One more please", I asked the bartender. Drinking was the only way to forget about the pain. Harry always did this, and somehow something always brings me back to him. Always. And I knew this time the same thing would happen. We apologize and say the three words. "Thank you", I said and took the last shot. I could feel my head spinning, and I couldn't see clearly. "Oh i'm sorry", I drunk man mumbled when he tripped over, spilling the whole drink on me. I sighed and pulled out my phone to call Niall. "Niall, can you pick me up? I'm not feeling well.. I'm at the bar, the one you don't like", I said so he knew where to come. I smelled like alcohol, and all I could think lf was where Harry is. "(Y/n)!" Niall's voice shouted opening the door for me. I tried walking in a straight line when I noticed the paparazzi, but it was noticable that I was drunk. "I'm taking you back to my place for a while", Niall said looking at me, probobly hating the smell. "A guy tripped and spilled..", I mumbled when he kept staring. He sighed and nodded. "I've got clothes you can barrow", he suggested as he turned in to his house. I smiled and got out, still trying to walk in a straight line. "Just go up to my room and take whatever clothes you want", Niall said pointing to the stairs. I walked up and kicked off my heels. I quickly pulled off my shirt, following by all my clothes, scattering them across the floor. I pulled out one of Niall's t-shirts and some of his greys sweats before I headed down again. "What happened?" Niall asked when I met his eyes. I sighed and looked down at me hands. I could feel the tears filling my eyes, the alcohol made me extra emotional. "Harry and I fought.. It's a normal thing, I just really hate it", I admitted giving him a slight smile, trying to keep the tears from falling. "I miss him already. I hate fighting with him, I feel like he's afraid I don't love him anymore. I said something I shouldn't have", I aldo admitted, thinking about what Harry was doing. It was soon the time where he would feel bad and go looking for me, that's what he did the other times. "Then go home, i'll drive you", Niall suggusted giving me a smile. I gently nodded as I got up. All I was hoping, was that Harry was at home, and that this fight was like the others. I didn't want to lose him.//
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