I feel like this story sucks, I’ve got writers block right now so whatever you read in this chapter is completely off the top of my head, hopefully it’s not complete trash:/
“Do you honestly think it’s a good idea to go to a club when we’ve got a flight tomorrow?” Liam questioned in a worried tone.
The lads were in a taxi on their way to a club to celebrate the end of promo in the US, tomorrow they would be packing their things and heading off to the uk for more interviews and the uk leg of tour.
“Looks like daddy directioner has returned” Louis said cheekily, gaining a laugh from the other lads.
Liam smacked him on the back of his head at the comment.
“Hey what the fuck was that for?” Louis exclaimed, rubbing his sore head.
“You know why, but seriously, we’ve got a long flight ahead of us.
“Don’t worry babe we’ll be fine, we can just sleep the entire flight” Zayn reassured him.
“Yeh, like use two will be sleeping” Niall snickered.
The two lads blushed and looked away from each other, having not yet discussed what they were.
They pulled up outside the club not a minute later and paid the driver before jumping out the car.
When they got to the entrance the bouncer knew exactly who they were and let them inside without hassle, however they didn’t realise all the fans taking pictures from afar.
The place was crowded, bodies everywhere dancing to the pounding music. The air was thick with humidity and the smell of alcohol and weed lingered in their noses, confirmed by the amount of people sharing joints and taking hits from bongs, it made Louis realise how long it had been since he last got a buzz.
“We’ve got a booth booked out in the back” Harry shouted over the music, gesturing for the lads to follow him through the dimly lit room.
Louis was glad they had a booth as he could see people starting to recognise them already, having their phones out and recording. It would have only been a matter of time before they were mobbed.
Once they got themselves situated in the booth a young woman wearing very little clothing came inside and asked them what drinks they wanted, getting special treatment as they were famous.
They each ordered their own individual drinks before Louis called out for 10 tequila shots to be brought as well, two each. He wanted to get absolutely pissed tonight before they went back to work in the uk.
“What songs have you decided to play from your own albums on tour?” Liam asked while they waited for their drinks.
“Not sure yet, I’ve got a few in mind though. Probably slow hands, on the loose, this town and flicker, I’d probably do more once it’s got going a bit though” he explained with a smile.
“Same I’m not sure either, maybe pillow talk, like I would, dusk till dawn- although With that one I was thinking we could pull some strings and get sia to perform it with me one night” He explained.
“Yeh that would be sick” Louis replied.
“What about you then?” Zayn asked.
“Um, two of us, definitely, miss you, just hold on, you know just the main ones I think” he replied.
Zayn was about to speak once again when the waitress walked back into the room with their drinks, she sat them all on the table and then pulled what she thought was a flirtatious look towards the boys.
“Anything else I can get you?” She asked in a sultry voice.
They all visibly cringed at her pathetic attempts at getting in their pants, giving each other weirded out looks.
“Nah were good” Louis said with a laugh.
She pulled a face at this and decided to run her hands along Harrys arm.
“You sure?” She said once again.
Louis gritted his teeth, trying to bite his tongue. She was obviously using Harry as a way to piss Louis off after the rejection not a second before.
“Oh, sorry babe, I didn’t realise you were audibly impaired, I said were good” He said in a sarcastic tone, raising his voice as if she was death.
The lads snickered at him, one for his humour and two because he was quite obviously jealous.
The girl pulled a face and huffed before storming out the room, pulling a tantrum like a fucking four year old.
“Jesus, desperate much?” Louis muttered.
“Awe Lou, I’m sensing jealousy over here” Harry teased with a smirk on his face.
“I am not!” He spluttered out, taking offence.
“Sure, Whatever you say Love” he said, shaking his head.
“Harry Edward styles, I am not jealous over some slut!” He said, hands flailing about.
“Oof, slut shaming are we? Thought you knew better?” Harry said with a tsk, but Louis knew he was kidding.
“Whatever, you were all thinking it” He said with a pout, downing one of his shots from the table.
“That is not how you down a tequila shot tommo and you know it” Niall exclaimed, changing the subject.
“Well where’s the fucking salt!” He retorted, looking around the room.
“Ugh Fine I’ll go get some, back in a few” Niall said with a sigh before standing up and leaving their booth.
While waiting, Louis got a joint from Zayn and lit it up, the smell of marijuana filling the room as Louis took a drag.
Suddenly Harrys hand was in his face, taking the joint from his lips and taking a drag himself, earning a confused glance from Louis.
“What?” Harry said while laughing.
“Oh so you smoke weed now too?” Louis questioned, bewildered at all the new surprises coming from the man.
“Only occasionally, there’s a lot you don’t know about me now lou” he said with a wink.
“Like what” Louis asked curiously, playing his small game.
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out” he said with a smirk pulling at his lips.
“Well then, I can’t wait to find out” He said before taking the joint back and placing it between his lips once again. He then passed it to Zayn who followed their actions.
By the time Niall had returned all three of the lads were high as fuck, talking about nonsense lazily as they sipped their beverages.
“Jesus I leave for two minutes and your already high, I don’t even wanna think about what you’ll be like an hour from now” Niall said, shaking his head.
“Don’t worry mate I’m fine, just tipsy” Liam said, having not had any of the weed.
“Thank fuck for that-
“Let’s do body shots!” Louis suddenly exclaimed, grabbing the salt from Niall excitedly.
“And who exactly will be taking part in this then?” Harry said with raised eyebrows.
“Anyone who wants to babe” he said, getting up close to his face. “You want to take part?” He whispered, lips grazing his cheek making Harry shiver.
“I don’t think I have a choice” Harry replied, already unbuttoning his shirt.
Once it was off he laid himself back down onto the sofa and Louis wasted no time straddling his lap.
The boys watched on with wide eyes as Louis licked a spot on Harrys neck before applying salt on the wet area. He then placed a piece of lime in between his lips and he was ready.
Louis licked off the salt from Harrys neck before slurping up the tequila from his stomach, finishing off by taking the lime from his lips in a teasingly slow manor, driving Harry crazy.
“Done!” Louis said happily, as if that was the most normal thing he had done all night.
He turned to look at the other lads who were gaping at him in shock.
“What?” He said, tilting his head like a confused puppy.
“Okay that went from 0-100 real quick” Liam said with a smirk.
Harry sat up and pulled his shirt back on, wiping the remains of salt that were still lingering on his neck.
“It’s not a big deal” Harry slurred our, clearly a bit tipsy already.
“Yeah see, we used to do that all the time! You guys should be used to it by now” Louis said, pulling Harry closer to him so he could play with his hair while resting his head on his shoulder.
“Whatever you say” Zayn said with a shrug, downing another shot, this time vodka.
“I’m gonna go dance, wanna come?” Louis asked Harry with hopeful eyes.
“Sure” he replied, taking Louis hand and dragging him out into the dance floor.
They were now surrounded by the public, anyone could see them, but they didn’t care. Getting too lost in the music to even notice anything else going on.
The song got changed to ‘high for this’ by the weekend and the lights in the club got turned to a deep red shade, making Louis decide this would be a great time to pull out some dance moves.
“You don’t know, what’s in store. But you know, what you need for” the weekend sung out through the speakers.
Louis put his arms around Harrys neck and swayed to the rhythm of the song, putting his head into the crook of the taller mans neck.
“Close you eyes, lay yourself beside me”
Louis turned around, grinding his hips into Harry, moving up and down sensually.
“Hold tight, for this ride, we don’t need no protection, come along, we don’t need attention”
Harry grabbed Louis hips and spun him back around, staring into his eyes.
“Open your hand” the chorus began.
Harry crashed his lips against Louis’, earning a squeak from the boy in surprise but he quickly realised what was happening, returning the kiss passionately.
“Take a glass, don’t be scared, I’m right here”
Louis felt the adrenaline coursing through his veins, missing the way Harrys lips fit perfectly with his own.
“Even though, you don’t know”
Harrys hands trailed down Louis’ body, desperate to grasp anything of the smaller boy that he could, louis felt like a drug to him, he couldn’t stop.
“Trust me girl, you wanna be, high for this”
And the song fit so perfectly. They were high, they were also drunk, but in their hazy minds none of that mattered.
And apparently, the girls across the room taking pictures and videos didn’t matter either. Or so they thought.
Author notes:
Ahhhh, their first kiss!!!
I didn’t plan on writing it now but I kind of just went with the flow I guess✌ðŸ½
I don’t really like writing shit like this, it makes me feel weird hahah but whatever it had to be written at some point.
Q: what do you think will happen with the videos?
I hope you all enjoyed even if it was short and kind of sucked:(
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Love you all xxx
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