The next day I woke up I a hotel room, my head hurt, it was so bright. When I got up Louie walked out of the bathroom door.

"Hey babe." I rubbed my head.

"Ugh, hey." The I realized I was in sweatpants. I looked at him in confusion. "Did we? You know-"

"No, I tried but you broke down when I got you in my room. You were pretty wasted."

"I'm yah about that…that was my first time drinking."

"No really I thought you handled it pretty well." He said sarcastically then I looked at my clothes they were balled up in a corner.

"And how did this happen?" I asked pulling on the sweat pants.

"Well… I got'em off, but when you broke down I gave you those."

"Oh…" I said awkwardly. I got out of bed and walked out the door. The first thing I saw was harry in the kitchen making breakfast. Then I saw Naill and Liam watching TV.

"Where's Zayn?" I asked they all looked over at me.

"Well if it isn't the life of the party." Said harry I walked over to him and took a piece of toast and a plate of eggs. ,

"Did you two have a fun night?" Harry asked, I blushed and so did Louie.
"HARRY." Louie said in embarrassment.

"OH, so it didn't happen." I looked at the floor, and Louie fed Harry some eggs to shut him up. I took some sausage and another piece of toast and sat down nest to Naill.

"That a lot of food you have there." He said looking at me smiling.

"Well… I like food." I said

"Touché." Then Louie sat down next to me with eggs and a piece of sausage. I wasn't sure what they were watching, because it was a British TV show. My head was throbbing, I felt sick to my stomach, I slowly stood up,

"Do you guys have and aspen?" I asked. Right then Harry handed me one,

"I thought you were going to say that." I took two and swallowed them down with my orange juice.

"God I feel like shit." I said to Louie.

"Yah that's what happens when you drink a lot." He told me

"Oh," I said then Liam turned toward me

"SO that was you first time ever drinking?" he asked

"Yes and now I would like to get off that subject thanks." There was a silence Louie stood up

"So, we better get you going I- I have a… a thing and I need to be there by noon." He looked nervous.

"Ok" and we walked out the apartment door. When we got in the elevator I asked him,

"SO, what's this 'thing'?"

"Oh, ugh nothing I just have to meet someone that's all." The elevator stopped, and I got so dizzy I started to lean on him.

"Dam! This just won't go away." he held on to me,

"Yep that's called a hangover." He chuckled, "Why would you drink that much?" he asked me, I looked at him,

"I don't know, I wanted to show you I wasn't a little girl. I mean I'm 18 your 20." He stopped

"That would never matter to me." He said looking down at me, and kissed me on the cheek, and we kept walking. Taking one look out the front door, we saw at least 5,000 fans waiting.

"How are we going to get out?" I asked.

"Not that way." He replied, and then a man came up to us,

"We have the car around back." He said in a Irish accent. Paul, I thought. He was one of their bodyguards. We followed him a small door through the kitchen walking through Louie grabbed 2 cinnamon rolls, and handed one to me. I ate it quickly, I don't know why but I was very hungry. We got in the car, and I got a text from Alex.

Hey are you ok?

Yah I'm fine, a little hung-over.

Ok, bebes when are you coming home?

Soon, I gtg c yah tonight?

KK. I put my phone away.

"where too Louie?" asked the driver.

"Starbucks please." I looked at him,

"I thought we were going home?" I asked

"Coffee is going to help that hangover, and mine." He said rubbing his head. During the car ride we didn't really talk about anything important.