Mal's POV
"Alright now enough of us being depressed!" I say cheerily, standing up. Thomas looks up at me curiously and I grin down at him.
"The night's still young, we're going out!" I announce and his eyes widen in surprise.
"But we can't have anyone find out you're on the Isle" he says confusedly and I frown for a second. Then an idea pops into my head and I snap my fingers.
"Then I guess you'll have to go out with your new crush" I say with a smirk and he looks at me confusedly. Without another word I race into my room and go over to my closet. I pull a wooden box off the top shelf and place it on my bed.
"What are you looking for?" Thomas asks curiously as I rummage through the vials filled with colorful liquid in the box.
"This" I say as I pull out a vial with a transparent light blue potion inside labeled as 'Different Appearance Spell' and hold it up for him to see. He looks at it in confusion before understanding washes over his face.
"Do you have an antidote?" he asks and I shake my head.
"No but I don't mind waiting for it to wear off" I say as I uncap the vial.
"But-" he begins to protest but I quickly swallow the blue drink. I close my eyes and feel the potion begin to take affect. I hear Thomas let out a little gasp of shock and after a moment I open my eyes only to see I'm now a few inches smaller than him. I smile up at his star struck appearance and he just stares back at me.
"How do I look?" I ask and my eyes widen in surprise at my now British accent. He doesn't say a word and just points behind me at the mirror on the wall. I turn around and grin at my reflection. I now have tan skin that's a little darker than Thomas' and I have blue/green eyes. I also have light brown hair that's slightly shaggy and I am now about 5'6 rather than my normal height of 6'4 and my tattoo is gone. (Think of 17-18 year old Louis Tomlinson)
"Perfect" I say to myself, nodding in approval.
"Now if I remember correctly we saved some of our old clothes in here" I say as I walk across the room to my walk in closet. I turn on the light and after a moment I find an old pair of light wash jeans and some beat up white sneakers. I also find a white T-shirt with black horizontal stripes and a old dark jean jacket. I quickly get changed and luckily everything fits me perfectly. To top it off I put on a grey beanie and some old black framed glasses with red tape in between the eyes that Hayden used to wear.
"What do you think?" I ask curiously as I step out of the closet. Thomas is now fully dressed and his eyes widen as he takes in my appearance.
"You...don't look like you" he says and I laugh amusedly.
"That's the idea silly" I say playfully before turning off the lights.
"C'mon let's go" I say, taking his hand and leading him out of the hideout.
"Where are we going?" he asks as I drag him along the dark streets.
"We need to relax, so I figured we'd go to our favorite bar and enjoy ourselves" I say as the neon lights for 'Hades Underworld Tavern' come into view. Thomas grins at me excitedly and I smile up at him for a second before letting go of his hand. He looks at our hands confusedly and I nod my head in the direction of the bar, hoping he'll understand I don't want us getting any unwanted attention. A look of understanding washes over his face and he nods his head. We walk down the few steps to the door and slip inside the crowded club. I grab his wrist from behind me and lead him through the sea of dancing and grinding teenagers to the bar before letting him go. We sit next to each other on stools in front of the bar and just admire our surroundings.
"Would you like a drink? I ask with my voice raised slightly so he can hear me over the loud music.
"Yes please!" he calls back and I tap my fist against the wood counter to get the bar tenders attention.
"Two Happily Ever Afters" I say gruffly and the guy nods before getting to work on our drinks. After a moment two tall glasses filled with foaming neon green liquid and a slice of lime on the rim of the glasses. I reach into my pocket and toss a few coins on the counter. The bar tender nods his head and takes the money before walking off.
"Cheers" I say, holding up my glass and Thomas clinks his against mine. We both take a gulp of our drinks before putting our glasses on the table. The drink is fizzy and tastes like green apples, it's sweet and sour.
'We shouldn't be doing this, let's go back to mate' Kal whines and I internally roll my eyes.
'She's done with us Kalcifer, shevdoesn't want us and we need to move on' I tell him, shakimg the memory of her slapping me out of my head.
'But I love her' he says desperately.
'If you love her you'd want her to be happy and accept her choice. You'd let her go' I say and he shuts up. I know I love Bella but at the same time I respect her wishes and I also need to focus on my own happiness, not Kal's.
" I forgot how good these are" I hear Thomas giggle, snapping me out of my thoughts. I turn to look at him to see he's holding his now almost half full glass and I reach out and hold his glass before he can take another sip.
"Easy there slugger, we have all night" I chuckle, lowering his glass back on to the counter before taking a small sip out of my still mostly full glass. Thomas is a bit of a light weight when it comes to drinking, as for me it takes quite a few drinks to get buzzed.
"Well well well who do we have here?" I hear from behind me and I turn slightly to see Harry and Gil standing there staring at me.
"Shouldn't you two be off with shrimpy?" Thomas scoffs and I bite the inside of my cheek to hold back a laugh.
"Uriah is handling some business now answer my question twerp, who is this nerd?" Harry snarls and I glare at him.
"This nerd can speak for himself" I say hardly and he looks at me in surprise.
"The name's Eli, I'm Mal's half brother" I say and Harry laughs.
"You? There's no way you're a son of Maleficent" he scoffs.
"I never said I was Maleficent's son" I say and his eyes widen.
"Maleficent didn't want me to get in the way of her training Mal, so when we were children she arranged for some of her followers to raise me in The Moors" I say hardly, feeling proud that I can still come up with lies so easily.
"Whatever, just stay out of our way weakling" he says warningly and I growl.
"I am the brother of Mal Diaval" I say, slowly rising out of my seat.
"I am the brother of your king, I wasn't born to follow you or anyone else" I say, shoving Harry back slightly, earning the stare of a few people close by. Harry just stands there for a moment looking at me as if I was a puzzle.
"Kid's got balls I'll give him that" Harry grumbles to Thomas before walking off, and Gil gives me a small smile before hurrying to catch up to Harry. I turn around and sit back in my seat before smiling at Thomas who is looking at me with amazement in his eyes.
"Now where were we?" I ask playfully before taking a sip of my drink.
"You are amazing" he says, not taking his eyes off me.
"Why thank you, you're not so bad yourself" I say before taking a big gulp, my glass now almost half full. Another thing about Thomas is that when he's drunk he gets giggly and flirtatious, it's so cute and endearing that I used to take him here every few weeks after we turned sixteen just to see him so relaxed and care free. He fixes his gaze on to my lips and I smirk playfully before leaning in to kiss him. He kisses back eagerly and wraps his arms around my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck and play with the hair on the back of his neck.
"Would you like to dance?" I pant, leaning my forehead against his.
"Hell yeah" he says breathlessly and I have just enough time to take a few more gulps of my drink before he pulls me on to the dance floor. He wraps his arms around me again and begins kissing my neck as he grinds againt me.
"You're very forward when you're drunk" I muse as he turns me around and holds on to my hips as he grinds against me.
"It's called confidence juice for a reason he says huskily in my ear before beginning to kiss my neck again.
"Mmmh well keep it up and I won't be able to keep my hands off of you when I change back" I say while bucking my hips back against him, feeling his little soldier rocking into me eagerly.
"What's stopping you from putting your hands on me now?" he asks against my neck.
"You're in charge tonight" I say huskily, turning around in his arms and kissing his neck as I begin to hump his leg.
"Mmmh" he moans, pulling me closer and lifting me off the ground with one arm. I wrap my legs around his waist and feel him continue to rock against me as he brushs my bangs away from my eyes. I pant heavily as he continues to rut against me, feeling my body get hot as he continues to kiss his way up and down my throat.
"Bathroom now" he growls, carrying me over to the doors of the said location. I blink repeatedly, getting used to not being near the dark room with the colorful flashing lights. The door slams shut behind us and he locks the door before pinning me against the wall with his lips attacking mine furiously. I kiss back hungrily and he begins pulling off his jacket and tugging off his shirt in between kisses. He quickly pulls off my jacket, shirt,and beanie and tosses them on to the growing pile of clothes. I take off the glasses and toss them on to the sink before crashing my lips against his. He moves us so my back is against the wall and begins grinding into me roughly.
"Are you sure you want this?" he pants, pulling back so our foreheads are pressed together and his silver grey eyes look into mine, and I can see his natural innocence clouded slightly by lust.
"I'm sure" I say before pecking him on the lips. I am a bit nervous about letting him top me for a change, but tonight is about him and I'm willing to do anything to make him happy. He kisses back sweetly and I play with his hair, loving how soft it is.
"And if it's something we both enjoy maybe we could try it again some other time when I'm myself" I pant as he begins fiddling with our pants, and as soon as I say that he quickly finishes stripping us and has me pinned between him and the wall again.
"Shit we don't have a condom!" he growls in frushtration, burying his face into my neck.
"Don't need one" I say as I cup his cheek and kiss him.
"Are you sure?" he pants after the kiss breaks and I see excitement in his eyes.
"Hurry up and fuck me or you're not getting any for a while" I threaten, not really meaning it. His eyes widen in surprise and he unwraps his left arm from my waist. He sucks on his fingers for a moment before pulling them out of his mouth, revealing them to be slick from his saliva. He cautiously sticks one into me and I moan slightly in discomfort. After he feels my muscles reacts he adds another one and after a moment I'm a moaning mess as he teases me with three fingers.
"Enough...I'm ready" I pant and he removes his fingers. He presses his lips against mine gently before he slowly thrusts into me, swallowing the loud moan that escapes my lips.
"I love you" he whispers against my lips as he begins to rock into me gently.
"I love you" I pant and he smiles widely. I don't say those three words often enough and I silently promise myself that I'm going to change that. He begins to thrust harder and the slight pain I felt begins turning into pleasure.
"Mmmh" I moan as he continues rocking into me, his fingers digging into my hips.
"Tommy" I moan as I pull on his hair slightly, making him groan gently.
"Tommy more" I pant as I try to thrust up against him, only to be held in place my his hands. I whine and he begins going harder and a bit faster. My moans keep encouraging him until finally he's plowing into me hard and fast like I did to him earlier.
"Tommy!" I exclaim as he hits my sweet spot while he kisses and nips on my neck. He continues to hit it repeatedly and I moan like an animal in heat as I get closer to releasing.
"Thomas!" I shout as my cum squirts on to his chest and he moans before thrusting into me even harder, close to release himself. After a few thrusts he bites my neck hard and releases into me. I moan as he begins filling me up and hold him close, feeling like I'll melt into goo the second he lets me go. We stay like that for a few minutes as we work to get our breathing under control. He slides out of me and helps me stand up on my own.
"That was..." he says breathlessly, gathering paper towels and wetting them in the sink to clean us up.
"Yeah" I pant as I take one of the towels from him and begin cleaning myself up. After we're completely cleaned up we get dressed and help each other get our hair looking neat again.
"You okay?" he asks softly, holding my glasses out to me as I put the beanie back on my head.
"Yeah...just a bit sore" I say with a little wince as I take the glasses and put them on.
"I'm sorry" he says apologetically, frowning at me.
"It's okay, I can handle it" I say with a small smile as I get on my tip toes and kiss his cheek. He grins down at me and takes my hand as he unlocks the door. We exit the bathroom and I wince when the blaring music is no longer muffled.
"Let's go back to the bar!" I hear him call over the music as he leads me over to said area. He helps me sit down before sitting in the stool next to me. We order two more Happily Ever Afters and just sit at the bar flirting and laughing for a few hours, not paying attention to the roudy hormonal teenagers around us.
A/N: Hey guys, so sorry I haven't updated for a few days. The 10th was my birthday and to celebrate I went to see The Death Cure and I honestly cried like a baby when it was over, and some time in the next few days I'll probably post a one-shot based on my favorite scene.