You and Louis had been together for almost 2 years, but sadly broke up.

Louis is going out every weekend, dancing on tables, off his face with all of his friends. And it couldn't get better, they say. They're singing 'til last call, but it's all out of tune. He should be laughing, but there's something wrong. And it hits him as the lights go on. Shit, maybe he misses you.

He starts thinking about how you can't even be on the phone now, or how he can't be alone with you. You were in love, now you're strangers.

But when he feels all those thoughts coming up, he just throws it all away. He gets another two shots 'cause it doesn't matter anyway. You've moved on, right...?

It was all too much, so here he was, drunk dialing your number, hoping you'd pick up.