"Harry?" I hear Louis whisper.

I turn around to see Louis standing three feet away from me, Liam and Zayn standing behind him. I wipe the tears running down my face away. Tears still burn at the thought of Lindsay leaving but I push pass them trying to stay strong. But it doesn't work. I can still picture Lindsay in the elevator, tears streaming down her face as she leaves me behind to start a new life with Mr. Right.

"Harry," I hear again not noticing this time who said it.

"What happen?" Liam questions pulling me into a hug.

"Lindsay's pregnant." I whisper hugging Liam back.

"Pregnant?" Liam ask, pulling out of the hug.

"That's good right?" Zayn quizzes with a smile.

"It would be..." I pause, "if she actually wanted me in her and the babies life."

"She's such a bitch." Louis buzzes in, causing everybody to look at him.

"That's not true." I answer, wiping my eyes again but this time with my shirt.

Louis just stares at me with shock his blue eyes shining bright. He runs his fingers through his hair, glancing at the hallway floor. A old couple passes us, and I can't help but think that could be and Lindsay one day. Louis just points towards them.

"Oh look Harry, that can you be you and Lindsay in thirty something years. Because your relationship is oh so going strong." The sarcasm in Louis voice can be heard loud and clear.

"Maybe," I reply holding onto some hope of me trying to believe I can be in my baby's life.

"Maybe," Louis chuckles, it's loud and deep.

"Hey," Zayn snaps grabbing onto Louis arm.

Louis glares at Zayn, while Zayn continues to clutch Louis arm in his hand. Liam grabs onto Zayn pulling him away from Louis while I pull Louis away from Zayn. Liam whispers to Zayn nodding in agreement with whatever Liam had just said to him.

"We shouldn't be fighting." Liam voices, "We need to support Harry because's he's are family, are brother."

"Will he shouldn't make bad decisions then." Louis points at me.

What are we five? I get why Louis doesn't like her, but he doesn't have to be such a dick about it.

"Guys?" A thick Irish accent questions.

We turn around to see a stunned Niall, his blonde hair is all messed up.

"We were..." I begin but Louis buts in.

"Fighting about Lindsay, she's pregnant but she doesn't want Harry to be a part of it." Louis whispers glancing around.

"Oh," Niall answers scratching his head. "Congrats."

"Thanks," I mutter walking into are hotel room.

"Come on mate." I hear Louis voice following after me. "She's not going to let you help? Not going to let you be a daddy."

"Louis please don't keep bushing his buttons." Liam scoffs laying on my bed.

"I won't he's one of my best mates, I'm supporting him no matter what." Louis explains laying next to Liam his hands behind his head. "But that doesn't mean I have to like or be nice to Lindsay."

"True," Zayn points out, laying on Niall's bed.

"What do you guys want to do?" I ask changing into a different shirt because of the tears.

They all look at one another trying to figure out what we're doing tonight. I run my fingers into my hair as I grab my wallet.

"Let's go to a club." Liam expresses with a wide smile.

"And get drunk." Niall says with a quick laugh.

"The club sounds fun, but I don't feel like getting wasted." Louis adds on getting off of the bed.

"I'm in," Zayn chirps.

They all glance at me with anticipation, smirks on all of their faces. I smile giving a nod.

"Why the hell not!" I loudly answer, "I need to get my mind off of Lindsay anyway."

"That's the spirt champ." Louis pats me on the back. "We can find you somebody who will treat you better then Lindsay ever did."

"Yeah and by the next morning Lindsay won't even be on you mind." Liam exclaims with a laugh.

"Let's go," Zayn cheers opening the door up.

Walking into the club I'm already starting to feel better then I was thirty minutes ago. Coming to the club was a fantastic idea one in which I'll have to thank the boys later. We go straight to the bar and I order us all shots.

"To Harry getting Lindsay off of his mind to night." Liam yells over the loud noise that vibrates the room.

"To Harry finding a better girl," Zayn claims raising his glass.

"To Harry getting wasted," Niall adds on.

"To Harry finally realising Lindsay is a bitch and that he deserves so much better." Louis explains raising his glass up to everybody else's.

I'm up next. "To me finally realising that I have the best mates in the whole wide world."

I raise my glass up to theirs and we clink the glasses to gather for a cheers. I keep the rounds coming, after finishing it off we head straight onto the dance floor. We dance for a while, I notice a girl a couple of spaces away from us, she has green eyes and brown wavy hair. I push past dancing bodies to get to her. She's turned around so I can't see her face, she's wearing a tight black dress one that clutches to her body perfectly.

"Excuse me?" I blatantly ask, "Would you care to dance?"

She turns around and I catch the familiar green eyes, she smirks at me.

"Harry Styles," She says, "it's nice to see you again."

"Tatum," I whisper in shock.

I really thought I would never see her again, that being a good thing but also a bad thing.

"What are you..."

"Dancing, having fun with my friends. What about you Styles? Still running after Lindsay?" Tatum ask looking me up and down.

"Hanging out with my friends as well." I explain, "Actually getting over Lindsay."

She laughs as she grabs onto me are body's colliding together. "To be honest I never liked her, you and my brother could do so much better."

I blankly stare at her, her green eyes watching me. She lets out a laugh.

"She's playing both of you." She blurts out, "I just think you and Greyson deserve better then that. But hey that's just my opinion."

"You're right." I whisper, "She loves playing games."

"Let's dance yeah," It's not really a question when she says it but more like a demanded.

But I accept anyway because this is what I need somebody to help me get my mind off of Lindsay. She holds onto my neck as I hold onto her waist as we dance are eyes meeting. She bites her lip and I can't but help but want to kiss her. It's like she read my mind because with in seconds are lips are crashed together finding a rhythm. After a couple of seconds she pulls back, a smirk on her cherry red lips.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while, actually since I first saw you." She playfully whispers in my ear.

"I thought you were a good girl? One that's going to Oxford and wants to be a doctor?" I question with a teasing tone.

"Haven't you heard good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught." She says running her hands down my chest.

I smirk she's been listing to 5 Seconds Of Summer.

"You've been listing to 5 Seconds Of Summer," I whisper pulling her closer to me.

"Yeah... their a lot better then One Direction." Her tone is full of playfulness.

I laugh causing her to nip my jaw before pulling me into a heated kiss.

"Let's get out of here." Tatum pulls on my hand leading me off of the dance floor.

A/N- I hope you guys enjoy, the gif on the side is Tatum. Dedicated to caffeinatedreamfor being so supportive thank you mate!