“Hi,” My words slur as I speak into the phone. I’m stood outside a bar while Liam fights to hold me up ‘cause I’m seriously almost black out drunk. All I want is just to hear your voice, and for you to also pick me and the boys up from the bar…

We’ve been partying all night, just me and the band. Not for any specific reason, we all have the money so we just suggested a nice time out together. I felt a little guilty at first because I promised you I wouldn’t get this shitfaced. Here we are. What’s done is done, I guess.

My eyes widen when I hear a much more deeper voice than yours could ever go, and my heart sinks. I blink a few times to check the contact name, my heart manages to sink further when I realise I’ve just called your dad instead of you. It’s probably because I’m seeing double and just clicked on anything that looked like your name to me, I don’t even know what to say to him. My mind is gathered with thoughts I can’t even process, to the point that I’ll just have to talk about how gorgeous you are to him. I can do that, ‘cause drunk words are sober thoughts.

“I think I wanna marry your daughter one day. She’s my world.” I say down the phone. It’s painfully obvious that I’m drunk which I’ll probably be so embarrassed about in the morning. I don’t think I can even look at your dad after this phone call, but at this point I’m not one to care.

“Harry! She’s coming to pick us up because you’re too shitfaced to call the right person.” I hear Louis yell at me from his seat on the pavement and I manage to nod, falling back into Liam’s arms again.

“She’s on the way to pick me up.. cannot wait to see her.” I mumble down the phone, having quite literally no idea what I’m saying. “Okay, Harry. I’m sure you’re the one for her.” I hear him respond and a stupid smile spreads across my face. How have I gotten to this level of acceptance? Your father trusts and thinks I’m ‘the one’.

“Love her so much, and you. I think this is farewell.” I yell to him, my phone speaker practically in my mouth because for some reason I think that he won’t be able to hear me unless the phone is right there, so I have to let him hear me.