Sex On Fire

Chapter 10, Drowning

A/N AHHHH! This story is doing good! I really hope you guys are enjoying it. Please comment if you are and what you liked most on this chapter and vote! spread the word about my story! :) and yes! I hoped you liked the Zarry sex... i thought it sucked lol... but anyways Larry shall be coming soon. So yes! ^_^... okay well heres the next chapter enjoy my loves. THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO rachey456 FOR GUESSING THE RIGHT SONG! WHICH WAS SKINNY LOVE BY BON IVER! GREAT JOB BABE!

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Louis's Pov

I walked inside of the pub and looked around, no one who fit my interest was here but maybe that's because my only interest was Harry. I sighed and wiped my remaining tears and dragged my feet to the bar stools and plopped down in one.

"What would you like sir?" The bartender asked me, I glanced up and looked at the menu above is head.

"Um, get me a Smirnoff." I told him and he nodded and went to the glass container filled with all the different types of Vodka.

He came back and handed me my drink and I gave him his cash and he smiled lightly at me.

"Your Louis Tomlinson aren't ya? I think you dated my brother once." He said, trying to make a conversation.

"I don't know and I don't care." I hissed and he rolled his eyes and muttered "Prick." and walked off to serve the other customers.

I downed my drink and pushed it aside when I finished it. I was about to call for the guy to come back to get me another but someone pushed their drink towards me. Imperial, that's a top brand Vodka.

"Here, on the house." The sweet voice whispered.

I took it without a thought and chugged it down, the sweet taste burning my throat and making me shutter at the coolness of the drink.

"Thanks." I mumbled and turned but grabbed my head as the room began violently spinning.

"No problem." The voice replied and patted my shoulder and walked off.

I don't know what was in that but it was fucking strong. I got up but immediately fell and giggled.

"Oopsy daisy." I chuckled and grabbed onto the chair to help lift myself up.

I stumbled around and went to the dance floor and instantly felt a warm body grinding on my lower back. I turned and woah wiplash, I saw a young woman grinded up on my ass.

Pfft, no girl touches Louis William Tomlinson's ass, that's made for men not women. I put my hand out and accidentally touched her boob and she smirked, taking it the wrong way.

"Horny are we are?" I shook my head and went to pull my hand away but she clasped my hand tighter on her big tit and held it there.

"Uh." I muttered and she grabbed my hair and brought my face down to her lips.

Ew, they tasted like coconut lip gloss, ew. I pushed her away and she looked up shocked.

"I don't need your stanky coconut tasting lips on mine. I don't like your dirty garbage down there, I play for the same thing you do." I yelled at her sassily and she gaped at me and I smirked and walked off, tripping as I did so.

I stumbled my way to a small couch and collapsed down on it. I looked around, hoping to see curly locks appear and save me and hold me in those masculine arms but nothing happened. I felt my stomach churn and my throat tightened.

"Oh shit." I mumbled and dangled my head off of the couch and puked into a trash can.

I sat there getting sick for about six minutes and my stomach finally stopped rumbling. I sat back and panted, regaining my breath. I began to cry as I thought what I've become.