DESIRE | LS

1.

Louis's friends chatter endlessly in the cab, excited that they had all been invited to the biggest rooftop party in Atlanta. It had been underground knowledge for a while, but word spreads fast in the city and they hear even celebrities are attending.

"Imagine all the hot chicks." Oliver practically moans, making the other three guys laugh in the car, slapping his knee or shoulder in agreement.

Louis nods with a smirk, gulping down burning alcohol when the bottle gets passed over to him. He wanted to get wasted tonight and maybe find a fit girl to spend the night with. He was trying to get over his ex-girlfriend that he had broken up with two weeks ago. Sure he didn't miss her all too much but they used to have pretty good sex and he hasn't been having a lot of that lately. This was the perfect opportunity.

The cab pulls up to a towering building, one of the tallest party towers in the city. Peter lazily slaps some cash over to the driver before they hop out eagerly.

As soon as the front doors swing open— after a surprisingly intense security check to make sure they were invited and didn't have anything too dangerous regarding weapons— the smell of smoke, alcohol and sex hit them right in the face.

"God I already love it here." Oliver chuckles as a topless girl passes by them, throwing a wink to Oliver. There's flickering lights and clouds of weed that billow through the downstairs area as the make their way through the crowd.

The others laugh at Oliver, and Louis rolls his eyes, "You're so desperate for it man."

"Yeah, really." Ken chimes in, knocking at Oliver's shoulder with laugh.

"Hey, shut it!" Oliver shoves him playfully as they make their way up the stairs, passing a shit ton of smokers and druggies making deals in the dark. "I'm not the one that hasn't gotten laid in like a bloody month."

"Changing tonight." Louis retaliates, nearly out of breath from the long spiraling stairs. The elevators had already been out of order so they ended up doing some cardio before the party— makes up for all the drinks they were planning to have.

They push the double doors to the rooftop open and out of the darkness of the stairwell, making a plan and spreading out.

"Holy shit." They all mumble in unison, taking in the scene before them.

The place was booming with such loud music Louis would surprised if they couldn't hear it all the way across the city. There were lights creating purple and red glows that mixed over the people, making it feel like an outdoor nightclub. Fit girls all over from left to right dancing up on guys and getting drinks from god knows where. He knows Oliver is probably already drooling over the sight.

"Good luck man." Peter slaps Louis's shoulder before heading off towards a girl, Oliver already after a blonde chick like a lost puppy and Ken is downing a beer he had to have grabbed from someone's hand.

Louis can't even take a breath before he's swallowed by the same crowd his friends were in, dancing against sweaty bodies covered in party glitter and sticky substances. The drink he had in the car was starting to bubble in his system, making his blood rush and his vision blur deliciously. He wasn't one to love getting drunk but the air here was intoxicating and he couldn't help but feel the same buzz of excitement that was running though the crowd like a current.

He feels his hands already roaming some girl's body, feeling up her ass and tits. She doesn't mind, leaning back against Louis and giggling with her blonde hair swinging back.

"You're so hot." She whispers like it's a secret and Louis smirks, mumbling something similar in return. The girl seems pleased with his compliment and promises to return with drinks for them and Louis agrees, dancing in the crowd while he waits.