Just Let Me Go - Sequal to Dont Let Me Go *Larry Stylinson/ Niam Horayne*

Chapter Three - Unconditionally

I was going to use one of the boys' new songs but this one just fit for my idea on this chapter! Hopefully the next one! -K

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'So open up your heart and just let it begin
Open up your heart and just let it begin
Open up your heart and just let it begin
Open up your heart,
Acceptance is the key to be
To be truly free
Will you do the same for me?,
Unconditional, unconditionally
I will love you unconditionally
And there is no fear now
Let go and just be free
'Cause I will love you unconditionally'

"Who is the designated driver?" Niall asked on our way to the club. They decided it would be 'good' for us all to go out.

"I will." I replied; I don’t even want to be near liquor right now.

"What!?" Zayn asked shockingly.

"I just don’t feel like it, that’s what happens when you're drunk for a week straight." I replied truthfully. I didn't mean to say it as loud as I did.

"Are you serious, Harry? You know you could've died?! That's so unhealthy!"

"Dead serious. What did you expect out of me? I just saw my fiancée cheat on me with his girlfriend." I sneered out, like Louis wasn't in the seats behind us. Zayn looked a bit worried from my outburst.

"I know, I'm sorry for that, I truly am, but you still shouldn't have done it. We were all really worried, you know?" I sighed at the worried look etched in his face.

"I know, Zayn. I just had to think, and be left alone to actually believe what happened." He reached over and slung his arms around my shoulders.

"I'm so sorry, Harry." He whispered in my ear. I just nodded slightly because I knew I couldn't find the words to reply. I couldn't say I was fine, because I'm dying on the inside. I couldn't tell him it’s okay, because nothing is.

        We pulled away just as we reached the booming night club. Liam and Niall were the first ones out, fast walking towards the entrance. Zayn and I walked slowly inside, before he disappeared into the huge mass of sweaty bodies. I didn't even look back to see if Louis came in, let alone where he went off to. I wanted to go to the bar and drink everything away, but at the same time, I know I couldn't.

"You here alone?" I heard a deep voice ask. I turned my head to see an absolutely gorgeous guy sitting next to me.

"I'm here with friends." I replied, smiling.

"Jack Twist." He said, sticking his hand out and I grabbed it firmly.

"Harry Styles."

"Can I buy you a drink?"

"No, I'm sorry, designated driver." He smirked and stared into my eyes. I had to look away because they were blue, not as blue as Louis', but still. This fucking hurts.