Elliot Horan
"Hey babe!" Charley says to me and pulling me in for a hug.
"Hiiii, you wanna go get a drink?" I ask her
"Yeah sure, but I don't have a booth or anything." She says to me. I don't know why that's a problem to be honest but then I realise I haven't seen a bar here.
I allow my eyes to check Charley out really quickly and subtly. She's wearing her hair in space buns and a neon pink dress that barely covers her ass. Her cleavage is on full show and the dress is slit just above her hips.
She's stunning.
"Don't worry about it. Me and my friends have got one. I'm sure there's room for one more." I say with a small smile and as my eyes reach her face again she has a small smirk on her face.
"Sure let's go then. I need to get wasted!" She laughs grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door.
We get out of the bathroom and Zayn looks confused.
"This is Charley! She's really nice we met at the guitar shop today." I say to him with a bright smile on my face.
"Okay." He nods his head as his brows furrowed like he's thinking about something. He then leans closer so he's next to my ear. "Are you sure this is a good idea? You can do what you want but Harry hates new people."
"Oh Zayn! Harry can suck a dick I don't care, I'm here to have fun and that's what I'm gonna do."
I push past him, not aggressively just so I can drag Charley to our booth. Once we get there all the boys are in their own conversations.
"Heyyyyy, this is Charley. She's my new friend." I slide into the booth. "Budge up come on there's two more people who wanna sit down yet."
I hear exaggerated sighs all around the table and then they all shuffle round.
Liam can't take his eyes off Charley. She is incredibly stunning I'll give him that.
"So how did you guys meet then?" He asks still not drawing his attention away from her.
"Oh, Elle bought a guitar from the shop down the road earlier and then we arranged to meet up." She said whilst looking around as if for a drink.
"What do you two want to drink, I'll go get them," Zayn said politely and after telling him our orders he makes his way to the bar.
I hear Harry clear his throat. "Well, you'll be seeing that guitar again tomorrow. Won't she Elliot?"
"Nope. It's mine." I say to him whilst sending him daggers across the table.
"Yeah right. It'll be back in your shop tomorrow afternoon, don't you worry, I forgot your name." He says with a smirk on his face.
"Oh fuck off Harry." I say to him and turn my attention back to Charley, who's attention is on some girls doing body shots. "Wanna try?"
She turns back to me a smile spread across her face, "Of course babe! Let's go."
We make our way to the table where the other girls are and Charley sits me down and straddles my hips in one of the seats grabbing a lime and perching it between my lips.
She then sprinkles salt onto my chest. Just above my cleavage and grabs a tequila shot from the table.
She takes the shot into her mouth and swallows the liquid quickly, pulling a sour face at the burn.
She leans down to lick the salt off of my chest. Keeping eye contact with me for as long as possible.
Once the salty residue is clear she leans down to my lips, taking the lime into her own mouth. She sucks gently on the fruit, grinding her hips slightly down onto me.
She places the lime remains onto a tray behind her and slowly leans closer and closer to my face.
Her lips graze mine before she pulls away slightly "do you want this baby?" she asks me, full seriousness on her face.
I nod my head, words not really being an option at this point as this really hot girl is currently grinding down onto me.
"Ah-ah" she tuts at me grabbing my chin between her thumb and forefinger, "Words, baby."
"Y-yes," I breathe out, "Just please kiss me."
She smirks at me and leans closer again. This time her lips are on mine and she starts moving her mouth rhythmically against mine.
I want to tell her I haven't done this before, but I don't want this moment to end. I improvise and my move my mouth in the same motions she is moving hers. Hoping I'm not making a complete fool out of myself.
She pulls away from my mouth, I want to whine and complain at her but instead she attaches her mouth to my jaw, her tongue massaging the places she bites gently.
She moves her motions down my neck and towards my tits. She focusses on a certain point that has me letting out an uncontrollable whimper.
I get lost in the feeling of her mouth on my skin. The trail of saliva she's left down my body.
I'm abruptly taken out of the feeling when two large ring clad hands are placed onto my shoulders.
Charley gets off my lap and rushes away to where I can't see.
I turn around to see an angry looking Harry, staring down at me.
"Well, that was quite the show you put in there wasn't it?"
I get uncomfortable under his grip and stand and turn to face him.
"What's it got to do with you?" I ask him, highly frustrated that he's just ruined that moment between me and Charley.
"You are linked with us now Elliot, there's no space for you to be a whore like that in public." he grits his teeth.
"Don't call me a whore you bastard!" I say to him pushing his chest. "You think just because you are so rich and famous that you can push everyone around. You think you're so important. When it matter of fact you are completely irrelevant to me and pretty much everyone else in this club!"
"I'll call you what I like, and I can push people around, I don't care what other people think. And as for me being irrelevant, I bet you I can pick up any girl in this club and have her screaming my name within the next fifteen minutes." A smirk tugs at his lips as he speaks the last words.
"Oh yeah, just go and pick up some random girl then, I mean that'll make your body count what? 500? 600? And then you'll leave her and pick up another one tomorrow, and then the day after, and forever more because you're useless and nobody would ever want to be in a relationship with you!"
"I can do relationships!"
"No you can't because, you're a controlling, irresponsible, piece of shit!" I say to him pushing his chest harder and harder with each word.
One second my feet are nice on the floor, next second my stomach is launched over a broad shoulder and a hand wrapped around my thighs.
"You wanna be a bitch, Elliot?." He spits to me carrying me towards the exit. "Don't do it towards me."
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