The pounding music left to mark on the dance floor. Everyone was crammed into the club either drinking, dancing, or sucking faces...or all of the above. "I Cry" by Flo Rida blasted through speakers all over the club. I grabbed Niall's hand and pulled him to the crowd of dancing people as soon as we entered the club. I don't know, but just the idea of being able to be reckless and being able to let yourself go just sends the best feeling running through my body. I've been told that in being 'how' I am, this isn't good for me but I just can't stay away from it. I don't understand why these people always try to make it so subtle. I know I'm crazy. They know I'm crazy. Why can't they just say it to my face instead of hiding the fact that they secretly want to run from me in fear that "crazy" is contagious or something.
'I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go.
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go'
Everyone jumped to the beat of the blasting music. People walked through handing out shots after shots and inevitably, after plenty of strong drinks, we were all drunk. No denying it. What a cliche moment. A bunch of friends going out to the club so one could let go and get drunk. What fun. Harhar
Everything began to feel hazy and I have to admit, I loved the feeling. I found myself grinding against Niall. His hands snaked around my waist and moved up and down my sides. You know those moments in the movies where there's a big party scene and things just go in slow motion and everyone is smiling and dancing. That's just how I felt. All my feelings and control just flew out of the window. I couldn't help but laugh as a huge grind line formed, Niall and I in the centre of it. I reached my hands behind me and ran my hands through Niall's hair, just in the moment of enjoying myself. I could feel Niall becoming a bit 'happy' and just to tease him,
"Be right back," I said into his ear before walking off towards the bathroom, making sure to among my hips while I walked. It only took me a second of being all alone in the bathroom for Niall to rush in and attack me to the wall.
"You can't just do that to me then leave," he growled into my ear. I smirked. This side of him just...I don't even have words it's so much fun to mess with.
"I have no clue what you're talking about," I said innocently, slowly slipping my hand into the waistband of his boxers, earning another low growl. I found it funny in a way.
After enough frustration, he slammed his lips into mine. The kiss was heated and passionate but also sloppy. Niall bit at my bottom lip trying to deepen the kiss but I just smirked, keeping my lips sealed.
"You're. So. Stubborn," he breathed.
In an instant, I felt his cold hands ride up my dress, causing me to shriek giving Niall what he wanted. Our make out session was quickly interrupted by laughing.
"Woooooo! BATHROOM SEX!" Louis shouted, making both Niall and I laugh.
"Well, we would have had the best bathroom sex EVER if you didn't interrupt it!" Niall joked, throwing a roll of paper towels at him. I grabbed onto Niall's shirt, laughing and ignoring louis' squeals and got back to what we started.
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A/N: sowwwwwweeeee! It's another filler chapter! Okay, so I went over the entire story line in my head and I know exactly how this story is going to end and I laughed at myself because I wrote the ending to this story for a Language Arts assignment I had a few weeks back. I'm sooooo excited to get to the end of this! So anywhore (yes, anywhore) I really like, love all of you sexy slut muffins!
Yeah, that's it....again sorry for the crappy chappy! I'll make it up to you later! OH! And we're having baby action soon! Can't waitttytttytgxhkakellzltll!
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