Hannah's POV

"Hey, wake up." I groan and attempt to fall back asleep, only to be shaken again.

And again.

And again.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!" I scream/yell at the person, getting up. I look as my vision clears, and Louis stands there, smirking.
"What, Louis? what do you want this early in the morning?" He laughs at me, rather loudly.
"Early? Morning? Hannah, it's 6pm. We wanted to know if you wanted to go to the club with us," Louis says, laughing again. Woah! I slept til 6 pm?
"Yeah.... Sure whatever. Now get out and I'll be ready in an hour," I say. He nods and leaves.

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After my shower, putting on makeup, doing my hair, and getting dressed, I am ready. I'm westung a red dress with a black leather jacket and black heels. I grab a red clutch and set off out the door.
I get downstairs and everyone stares at me. Then I realize something; the shadows haven't said a word to me. At all. Is it possible they're gone?

Nope, Gail says. Ugh.

"What are you staring at, lads? Hey Perrie and El." The girls wave at me an smile. We leave .

When we get to the club, we all hop out of the cab.

"What drinks, people?" Louis asks. I ask for a couple shots and the rest do the same.

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"Oh! I love this song!!" It's my favorite song. "We fell in love in a hopeless place, we fell in love in a hopeleeesss plaaace!" I'm pretty sure I'm drunk right now. Most likely am. Oh well. I feel a hand grab mine and I start to tremble, thinking its Earnest again. When we get on the dance floor, I see its...



Liam.

Notes

Part one.