thirty five - past

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It was nearing midnight by the time we made it to the new club that opened downtown in LA. At midnight, Kaylee would officially be twenty one. This past year has been amazing with Kaylee and I. The fans have backed off a bit with the hate and death threats. They also are slowly accepting that I truly do love Kaylee since we have been together for over a year and a half with no break ups. It would have been two years if she didn't go to rehab. The fans accept that she's it, she's the one.

I feel like Kaylee and I are stronger than ever. The next step would be for her and I to get married and start a family but with our new album just dropping, I feel like that will not be happening anytime soon. I know that after this album dropping we will be having another tour which means that I will not be around as much as I am now. So with Kaylee turning 21, I decided that everyone needed a much needed break and that we all needed to get drunk and let loose.

After ordering a whole tray of shots, I walked back over to our table and placed it down. Each member of the gang picked up a shot. I held mine in the air and said, "Happy birthday to my beautiful girlfriend, Kaylee. To Kaylee!"

I gulped down the shot and everyone said a 'To Kaylee' and downed their shot. Perrie made a face at first but then said she would be right back with more. Once she was back, we all did two more shots and decided to hit the dance floor.

"Do you want to dance?" I asked Kayle, seeing as we were the only ones who were still at the table.

"Do mind if I get a little drunk first and then we dance?"

I laughed, "Sure. Want to go and order a few things?"

"Yes, let's go." Kaylee grabbed my hand and led me over to the bar. We looked at the menu and Kaylee said what she wanted. "I'll have an Adios Motherfucker."

The bartender nodded then looked at me, "I'll have an Irish Car Bomb." He nodded and he went to making the drinks. I looked over at Kaylee. "What the hell is an Adios Mother effer?"

Kaylee smiled, "Back in Ireland, Greg and Niall took my to a pub and we ordered that. It has vodka, rum, tequila, gin, and some other shit in it. It's blue and it tastes so fucking good. After like two, I am already drunk."

Before I could respond to Kaylee, the bartender came back with our drinks. I took mine and swallowed it down, only taking two breaths. It tasted nasty at first and stung my throat but I was determined to get drunk. With Liam being our designated driver, I was willing to get plastered. Once finishing my drink, I looked over at Kaylee who was already half way finished hers. Once she was finished, she slammed the glass down on the counter and looked at me with bright eyes.

"Do ya'll want something else?" He asked, looking at our empty glasses.

Before I could even ask Kaylee she was already ordering her next drink, "Yeah, can I get another Adios Mother effer"

"Yeah, make that four."

Kaylee looked over at me, shock clearly written on her face, "You just ordered four, we're going to be goners."

"Yeah, and?"

"Harry, those drinks clearly live up to their names. You're gonna be one of those people who will be passed out in a bathroom."

I laughed, "Well, maybe these drinks are exactly what you and I need."

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I couldn't remember where I was. Plus, I couldn't even remember my name. It could be Funky Junky or something. I don't know. Who cares?

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