I was a freaking nervous wreck; Niall and I had made a deal that if Harry was back before we were ready to go, then I didn't have to go clubbing.
Sadly, he was probably out doing the nasty with Caroline, as he's been gone for a while now.
I was still really confused about one thing... "Niall, why do you want to go with me to this gay bar so badly?" I asked, I had a feeling that he had his own little secret as well.
"To make sure that nothing bad happens to you!" He said seriously, although his face was a bit flushed and he wasn't looking me in the eye.
At that moment Liam walked in, putting his arm around Niall's shoulder (which only made Niall blush, hmm.) "What're you guys doing? I'm going with, there's no way I trust you both alone!" He laughed.
Before we could answer, Zayn walked in eating a sandwich. "Yeah, me too!" He announced between bites.
Oh dear lord.
"We're going clubbing, gay clubbing? I guess you would call it that; so really you guys don't need to come." I mumbled quickly. I really didn't want this to be any more awkward. Not to mention that if Harry found out that we all went out without him, he would be pissed.
Liam's eyes narrowed as he looked at me and then Niall, as if he was trying to decide something. "I'm going," He said, although he didn't look too happy.
Zayn just nodded his agreement because he was too busy stuffing his face.
"Great..."
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The whole time we were getting ready, I was thinking about Harry. I'm pretty sure that I won't be able to stop thinking about him, and I don't really want to find anyone else. I love Harry, and I'm okay with just being his best friend.
"Niall? How should I dress?" I asked, biting my bottom lip anxiously as I looked through my clothes. Even if I don't plan on hooking up with anyone tonight, I want to look good!
Niall looked me over before disappearing into the bathroom. He came back a moment later, a thin black stick in his palm. Eyeliner?
"NO! Get away, you beast!" I yelled at him, running away before he could try and ruin my manliness. There is no way that is going on my eye; I'm honestly not sure how girls manage to not go blind with that stuff!
He just rolled his eyes, walking over to me. "You'll look fine, now will you please shut up!" He groaned at me impatiently.
After some debating, I let him put the eyeliner on me.
Looking myself over in the mirror, I have to admit, I look pretty damn hot. It kind of made my eyes stand out. I'd never let Harry see me like this though! That'd be a disaster, he'd probably piss himself laughing.
I wondered why Niall had this though. "Umm, mate? Why the hell do you have eyeliner?" I asked, a knowing smirk on my face.
He just turned bright red and ran out of the room, mumbling something about going to Liam.
Odd child.
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This was so exciting!! The line was huge and everything was cramped, but it seemed like everyone was here to just have a good time.
There were tons of guys dressed really in some very revealing clothes (oh, Louis likes!) and then some more casual looking lads. There were a few girls in line as well, but I wasn't really here for them (and they were probably all gay as well, considering this is a gay bar.
As soon as we walked in, we were surrounded by tons of hot and really horny guys. Poor Zayn looked so awkward! I bet he was second guessing his decision now... Liam and Niall seemed perfectly at ease though, arms around each other, looking for a place to hang out.
Zayn was taken away by some pretty looking lads the first five minutes, and Liam and Niall left together (doing who knows what). So that left me all by myself, in a gay bar; might as well go get wasted!
After about 5 or 6 shots (or maybe it was more than that?) my head was pounding and everything was fuzzy. I was also feeling really, really horny.
I swaggered (stumbled) onto the dance floor, looking for a dance partner. I didn't have to wait too long, because soon enough a lanky boy with bright green eyes and gorgeous black hair that was straightened (unlike a certain someone) approached me.
He seemed dark and mysterious, complete opposite of Harry. Just what I need, a distraction!
"Hey, babe," He whispered seductively in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist. He didn't feel like snuggly like my Hazza, but I didn't really mind.
"Hey..." I whispered back, before bringing my lips to his. They felt soft... and really, really nice.
I moaned a bit as our tongues fought for dominance, and I instantly gave in and let his tongue explore the rest of my mouth as he started to grind himself onto me.
"Oh, god!" I moaned against his mouth, and then felt him smirk.
He suddenly stopped, making me pout. He laughed and grabbed my hand, brining me over to a relatively empty booth.
He shoved me down roughly, which I had to admit was a huge turn on. He started to kiss me all over, making me beg for more.
"Oh, shit!" I cried out as he started to grind down a bit harder against me. He stopped for a second as he took something out of his back pocket. "Here, it's a happy pill! It'll make you feel great!" He winked, and then started to love his body against mine again.
I giggled and took it, not really thinking straight.
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[Liam]
Crap.
I knew that going here was a bad idea; I've lost Zayn, Niall is like really drunk and I think I might be as well. I've no idea what happened to Louis, last I saw he was with some some weird emo looking dude...
I looked around, spotting Louis just in time to see the creep give him a pill. I wasn't worried though, Louis isn't an idiot...
My eyes widened in horror as I watched Louis grin and swallow the pill. Shit, spoke too soon.
I took my phone out and called Harry quickly.
"Hullo?"
"LOUIS IS IN TROUBLE!" I yelled into the phone, starting to pace in circles.
"What are you going on about? Are you drunk?!" He asked, sounding shocked (considering I never, ever drink).
"Yes!" I giggled into the phone. "That's not the point though!!! We're at the club near the place near the store!!" I continued, yelling into my cell. I heard him sigh and hang up.
Hmmph. Well, fine! Didn't wanna talk to him anyways...
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[Louis]
Everything was really fuzzy after I took that pill, but my mystery man was right. I felt great!!
I quickly took off the guys shirt, loving the feel of his warm skin on my hands. I wasn't really thinking, more like feeling. It was really odd, but not in a bad way.
We had been at it for quite some time and we both ended up shirtless, the guys jeans undone because I was, apparently, going to give him a blow job. I didn't mind though, I was up for anything.
Before I could though, a familiar pair of hands (Harry!) were around my waist, lifting me up. The guy was so out of it that he just looked up and said "what?" before he closed his eyes again.
I didn't really want to go, because I knew that I would have to fess up to him one way or another...
Harry didn't say anything on our way to the car, but he wouldn't let go of my hand either.
It might've been because I was being uncooperative, I kept complaining that I wanted to have sex and I wanted to do it now. Niall seemed to be just as bad though, he was all over Liam, who looked extremely uncomfortable, and Zayn looked very relieved, (probably because there was no longer tons of guys trying to get into his pants).
Harry had Zayn drive, because he wasn't really drunk. As I was fidgeting uncomfortably under his state, my mind (and body) lost control again.
"Hazza, babe," I whispered in what I thought was seductive tone, undoing my seatbelt and forcing myself onto him.
"Lou, stop. Don't do this, okay?" He sighed, sounding far too much like a concerned parent.
Nope. Can't stop, won't stop; never gonna stop.
I really had no control of my emotions. I started sobbing, making Harry's eyes widen in confusion. "Why d-don't you love me Haz, I-I just... why?" I practically wailed, throwing my hands up.
He tried to put his arm around me, maybe to comfort me, but I wasn't having that. I pulled his face towards me, and leaned in close enough that we could feel each other's breath.
I leaned in even closer, breathing heavily, my brain unable to process what was going to happen. I expected him to push me away, but he just sat there, watching me and waiting for what I'd do next.
I went to kiss him, to finally find out what those sinful looking lips would feel like against mine, but then everything went dark.