"What on earth is the matter, Haz?" Lou said, prying me away from him. I had my eyes shut tight and latched myself on him again.

"Can we go home, please?" I whispered, fisting my hands in the material of his jumper.

"Why? What's the problem?" Lou rubbed my back like a mother would to her child.

"He's here. Can we please just go now?" My words came out fast and stuttered. I looked up at Louis, my lips pouty as I begged. His face was confused, then it changed to worry.

"Oh. He's here." He breathed. I nodded. "I've got a few more things to pick up-but then we can leave after that okay? You're fine Haz, c'mon. Smile babe." I smiled a bit, my mouth quivering as I forced it. He ruffled my curls and grabbed my hand in a motherly fashion. "Come on, Hazza." We walked, myself looking over my shoulder every few steps. I saw him, he was stumbling around the store. Yeah, he was drunk. I felt my ears press against my head under my beanie. I quickened my pace, practically dragging Lou behind me. He grabbed the last of what he needed and we headed for the checkout. Not before I felt a yank at the back of my jumper. I was taken aback as I turned around, my face drained of color as I looked up at the monster who's tortured me for the past six years. A whimper escaped my throat as I backed into Louis. He wrapped his arms around my waist and turned me around, then looked over at Drew.

"That's not very polite of you, sir. Grabbing someone is not a very nice thing to do." Lou said, letting go of me to turn towards drew, placing his hands on his hips in a sassy manner. (A/N Ahahahah-) drew rolled his eyes and pushed Lou back a little, his drunkenness making it not as hard as he would have liked.

"Does it look live I giveafuck?" He asked, his words slurred. Lou brushed off his jumper, a discussed look on his face.

"Obviously not. You're pissed off your ass!" (A/N "drunk") "who gets wasted on a Sunday? Are you that much of an alcoholic that you can't go a day without drinking? God!" Drews face was contorted into a nasty grimace as he pushed louis again, this time making him fall on the ground. I panicked and immediately went to help him as an employe came over to help with the situation. I guess he ad seen it but didn't have enough reason to stop it before it got physical. He escorted Drews drunken self out of the store and asked if we needed an officer called to press charges on him. Lou obviously said no, thinking that that wouldn't be needed. We payed for our items and drove home in silence. If one thing was for sure, I knew that wasn't the last time I'd be seeing Drew.