I searched for Louis a bit more then finally found him on Kelsies back porch.

"Hey," I cautiously said, walking slowly over to him, he was looking out into the woods behind the house.

"Hi," he turned around.

"I-"

"Before you say anything I know you didn't sleep with Harry," I blew out a sigh of relief.

"Good," I breathed. "He's really drunk,"

Louis let out a half-hearted laugh, "Yeah more like wasted." I giggled and happily sighed.

"So I was-" I was cut off by Louis' phone ringing. He gave me an apologetic look and answered it.

"Hello.....what?......why?.......can't it wait?.......right now?....it's so late.....this is ridiculous........fine.....yeah, yeah" h hung up.

"Umm....who was that?"

"Management," I held my breath. "I have to round up the boys and go to the studio."

"Now?"

He stayed quiet and looked down. "I'm sorry,"

"Yeah," I almost whispered, "Me too."

He leaned in to kiss me or something but I stepped back. He looked surprised but then he just nodded and went inside. I couldn't believe this was happening again. What time was it 11? 12 even? Why would they need him now? I walked back inside and saw Liam sitting at the counter on a bar stool. I sat on the one next to him and took a long swig of whatever concoction was in my plastic cup.

"Are you okay?" He asked, sober, usually the designated driver.

I took a deep breath,"I don't know. Louis is probably looking for you though."

"I know, Management called me too." There was a long pause. "He really likes you ya know."

"Really?" I looked over at Liam.

"Yeah, he talks about you a lot." I half-smiled.

"Well if it means anything I like him a lot too."

"He feels bad for canceling too. He always tells us how terrible he feels." I nodded, taking another drink, the liquid burning my throat as it slid down. I swiveled around and watched all the happy people dancing and I decided I was going to stop feeling sorry for myself and have a good time. I chugged the rest i my drink, feeling woozy after and I made my way to the dancefloor, forgetting about Louis.

I ended up drinking more and more, and I think I threw up a few times in the toilet. I remember making out with Oliver, a tall, handsome boy I met when I first moved here. I had a crush on him for a while.