Chapter 27

                                    

                                          
Chapter 27
                          
November 13,2011

                          
•Harry•
                          
The sunlight from the blinds caused me to let out a groan full of annoyance. I lifted my head up and immediately it begun to pound harshly. Fuck. What a fucking hangover. I sat up and gently massaged my temples with my fingertips. The pounding was getting worse and little things started to bug me, like the sound of the smashed glass when I step on it causes me to cringe, the water running makes me want to punch the wall, just small things annoy me.
                          
I got up from the couch and walked over into the kitchen where the pills are located in the top left cabinet. I took out a container of pills that my doctor had provided me for my migraines and popped two into my mouth. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and digested the pills with the water. I closed up the container and water bottle and put both back to where they belong.
                          
"What.The.Fuck." I heard someone say coming from the front door.
                          
My hearing must be bad for me not to hear my own front door open and shut. I walked around the corner to see Niall standing there observing the broken glass, ripped photos and bottles of alcohol scattered across the ground. 
                          
"What the fuck happened a earthquake?" He said throwing his arms up dramatically.
                          
"Ha-ha so fucking funny. No. I took a few shots and things got out of hand." I simply spoke.
                          
"A few? Yeah right. You took more than a few mate. It seems like you drunk bottles of alcohol. Why?" He said looking at the photos that were torn.
                          
"The management wanted me to break up with Taylor so I did. I was upset. They always take the little bit of happiness I have away." I replied clenching my fist trying to stay calm.
                          
"We all know you didn't love Taylor Harry. You used her as a rebound to get over your break-up with Ariana." Niall assumed.
                          
"Actually I like Taylor a lot. We have things in common. Im over Ariana." I stated.
                          
"Sure. Anyways I was just coming to check up on you. Do you need help cleaning this mess?" Niall questioned locking his phone and putting in his pocket.
                          
"Oh no Im fine." I said sarcastically.
                          
Niall chuckled and begun to pick up the big chunks of glass and I did the same. We carefully swept up the ashes, specks of glass and dumped them in the garbage. I straighten on the couch and the pictures that were left and vacuumed what was left of the disaster.
                          
After picking up the glass and ashes Niall said he will do the rest while I get cleaned up because I reeked of alcohol. I grabbed some clothes from my drawer and a pair of trousers. I walked into the bathroom and started running warm water, I stripped off my clothing and stepped into the shower. I grabbed the container of liquid soap and rubbed it against my body causing the soap to foam. I made sure I had soaped my body correctly before stepping closer towards the water and letting it pour on me. It washed off the foamy soap and wet my hair, it was relaxing and where I can just concentrate. 
                          
I let out a heavy sigh and closed out the water. I dried my body up with my blue towel and then threw on my clothes. I applied some deodorant and a spray of cologne before brushing my teeth. I rinsed and brushed my mouth before heading downstairs.
                          
I looked around and saw the house cleaned while Niall was panting with his hands on his knees. "Mate you do create huge messes." Niall spoke looking up at me.
                          
"Yeah."
                          
"The lads called. Wanna hang out today?" 
                          
"Sure." I blankly spoke.