The party was, like Zayn said, something I had never had the pleasure of experiencing before. The tall ceilings and walls were colored darkly, allowing the flashing lights to distort and illuminate the people within the room in a mesmerising manner. The room had held the obvious smell of liquor and sweat with a hint of citrus freshener. The music had been increasingly appealing as all the new songs with the proper beats for dancing were played without pause in between.

Niall and Harry had gotten me to try many new drinks- probably too many- and it was Liam who insisted that I slow down before I made myself sick. Halfway through the night Louis had detached me from the sofa to pull me to the middle of the room under the wildest of lights to dance. My feet ached and even though I made a pact with my heals to keep them on until I got home I couldn't care less about them as Louis spun me in dizzying circles. I threw my head back and released the laugh that bubbled in my throat causing Louis to beam at my cheerful attitude.

"Another drink?" He asked loudly over the music, pulling me close to him much closer than usual. His hands danced lightly on my hips. I shook my head, still moving to the music. "Not unless you have one too," I said, throwing my arms around his shoulders. I allowed myself to be pulled over to the bar where Louis poured two more drinks, his hand still securely on my waist. I took the glass he offered me and brought the rim to my mouth, draining the contents all at once. I placed the empty glass back on the counter and smirked. Louis shook his head disbelievingly at me but surprisingly, he did the same. "Let's go." He said, pulling me back into the crowd.

One song blended into another and soon Louis and I were dancing heatedly, surrounded by equally sweaty bodies. I reached up and gripped his shoulder with one hand while the other went to the back of his head. I played with the damp hair on the nape of his neck and he tightened his grip on my waist, ducking his head to my neck. "Louis," I slurred, my heartbeat picking up. He paused but seemed to have taken note to the encouragement in my voice and continued, latching his mouth onto my neck.

A shiver ran down my spine and I closed my eyes as a wave of dizziness washed over me, halting my dancing. I stumbled slightly but Louis kept a strong grip on me as his lips traveled up my neck to my jaw, leaving a scorching trail behind. He placed small, teasing kisses along my jaw and my heart beat louder than ever as he brought his lips up to mine, pausing inches away from my parted lips. His hot breath, alcohol with a hint of peppermint, washed over my face and I opened my eyes. A wild, lust filled look clouded his eyes and his mouth was curved at the corner showing his obvious amusement at the situation. His cheeks were rosy pink, whether from blushing or from his alcohol consumption but either way it made him look younger- more vulnerable.

I glanced down at his lips and back up to his eyes and he leaned closer, pressing our foreheads together as his eyes fluttered shut. He tilted his head slightly, searching for my lips but I turned away with a tinkling laugh at the last second. His eyes shot open, searching my eyes with confusion. "Not here." I murmured, dropping my hands. I tugged at the hem of his untucked shirt and bit my lip. "Do you have anywhere a little… less crowded?" I asked, peering at him through my long lashes. He nodded, slid his fingers through mine and proceeded to pull me through the crowd in the opposite direction of the bar.

The crowd thinned and Louis slipped into an empty hallway only to soon turn down another and head up a set of sleek stairs where he nearly tripped twice. The music faded until the sound of my heals were the loudest sound around us. He stopped abruptly in front of a door and twisted the knob allowing the door to open. "After you," He winked, swaying lightly on the spot. I stepped in the room and flipped the switch on, revealing a very large bedroom- Louis'. "No lights," He grinned, flipping the switch off. He closed the door behind him and I boldly grabbed him by the shoulders, spinning us around until my back was against the door. His lips found mine in the dark and he kissed me hungrily, gripping at my shirt tightly. My knees wobbled as his hot lips connected with mine and I brought my hands up to his windswept hair, pulling him closer to me. I had never felt anything like this before. Kissing Louis was… well, it was like kissing a girl if I had to compare it to something- not that I ever had. His lips weren't hard, chapped and desperate like most guys. Instead, they were soft and he kissed with confidence. Or maybe the alcohol did…

I kicked my heals off and dropped a few inches causing Louis to tilt his head down as to not break the kiss. He trailed his hands down my waist, over my bum and down to my bare thighs where he lifted me on one swift movement and pressed his body against me, holding me to the door. My breath became shallow and I wrapped my legs around his waist, causing my skirt to hitch up, and locking them behind him with my feet. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips feverishly along my jaw. He nibbled on my ear and I shuddered, throwing my head back as far as it would go. He took this as an invitation and latched onto my neck. I brought my hands down to his shirt and I fumbled with the first two buttons on his shirt in the dark before growling in frustration and yanking at his shirt, causing the buttons to pop off and clatter to the floor.

"What a shame." Louis murmured, sucking on my collar bone. "I was rather fond of this shirt." I cried out as he bit down on my collar bone, only to sooth the flaring pain with repeated kisses. "Louis," I sighed, pushing the shirt off his shoulders. My head was spinning in circles as he tightened his grip under my bum and spun us around, stumbling towards the bed where he collapsed on top of me in a fit of giggles. I lie there on the bed, my hair fanned out across the duvet, flushed cheeks, breathing heavily, staring up at Louis' silhouette in the dark. He straddled my waist and bent down, placing a chaste kiss on my lips as his hands traced up and down my bare arms. I reached to his waist to free the last button on his shirt and I reached up, pushing the rest of it off his shoulders and discarding it on the ground. He sat back, his knees on either side of me and I stretched my arm out running my hands across his bare torso. I trailed a finger down his hot skin starting at his chest and slowing at his abs until I reached his belt buckle. I hooked a finger in his pants and tugged at them shyly. He dove back down, smashing his lips with mine with a breathy moan. He pressed himself to me and rolled us both over so that I was on top. I brought my legs over his, careful not to break the kiss and sat just below his waist. I sucked in my breath at the apparent bulge in his trousers and grinned against his lips.

"Something wrong?" he breathed heavily reaching up to tuck my hair behind my ear. He tugged my top out of the skirt and lifted it over my head, throwing it aside. I bit his lower lip and he hissed, gripping my waist tightly. "Nothing at all." I replied, grinding my hips in a rotating motion. He threw his head back, revealing skin, and let out a low moan. "Off with this, it's unnecessary." He said, tugging at my skirt. He trailed his soft hands up my calves and past my thighs where he gripped the edge of the skirt. I stood and the skirt slid easily off my body. I kicked it aside and Louis hooked his hands behind my knees pulling me down on top of him once again.

I nuzzled his neck, placing sloppy kisses along the tender skin on his neck, occasionally shuddering from Louis' wandering hands. Like Louis did, I suddenly bit down hard on his collar bone and he gripped my thighs while his back arched and he let out a hiss followed by a whimper. Only I didn't sooth the bite I had given him. I moved lower down his body, trailing kisses the whole way down, dipping into his bellybutton where he sucked in his stomach. I looked up, watching his chest rise and fall as he panted loudly. He looked up sharply, wondering why I had stopped and I smirked. I kept my eyes fixed on him as I reached for his belt buckle, unlatching it and pulling the belt away in one swift movement. I dropped the belt on the ground and the 'clang' echoed through the room. Louis bit his lip and his cheeks flushed deep in the light that came from the streetlamps outside. He watched as I unbuckled his pants and pulled the zipper down. He wasted no time and eagerly lifted his hips for me to pull his pants down. AND THEN THEY HAD SEX. THE END.

A/N;

THE END.

Kidding.

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~GiveMeLovee