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It's Been Much Too Long


Part Nine

The taxi ride was uncomfortable

To say the very least

He did nothing the whole time

But stare at his bleeding feet

And I couldn't help but stare.

The club was loud and crowded

And we sat down in the back

I order a red wine

He ordered beer

Light

To be exact

And still I couldn't help but stare.

He downs the beer quickly

And then he looks at me

I blush

And pray to god and Merlin that he didn't see

He asks me to dance

And I can't help but comply

He pushes up against me

And I thought that I could die

But I can't help but grind back.

The club begins to empty

By three in the morning

The owner comes in

And shouts out:

"This is getting boring,

Let's do some BJ shots

Volunteers will get a prize,"

Me and Harry raise our hands

As we were both still pretty smashed

From all the drinking we had done

And I couldn't help but laugh

He hopped up on the table

And I knelt right in front of him

He held the shot right in his lap

I placed my lips around the glass

He places his hand into my hair

And bites his lips in a mock pleasure

I lift the glass up in my mouth

And down all of the liquor

He takes it from my mouth

And shows it to the small crowd

As they all whoop and cheer and holler at us

Out loud

He pulls me close to him

And gives me his cutest grin

My head begins to spin

All thoughts of Michael thrown away

I place my hands upon his cheeks

And we couldn't help but kiss…