Sour Diesel // z.m

Chapter 1

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The club was vibrating in heavy music and people jumping around. The air was covered with smoke, alcohol, and sweaty bodies around the place. Music was blasting through speakers around the room, making it hard to keep a decent conversation with any human being.

But, when you are at the club you are not supposed to talk, well, that is not the main reason for coming here.

Alcohol being the main resource that pours inside our bodies, giving us the adrenalin to continue with the night.

I grabbed the glass from the counter of the bar and chugged it down my throat, feeling the familiar burning sensation that I crave when problems come in the way in my life.

Alcohol solves everything, or so I thought.

I jumped slightly when I felt a hand on my shoulder and my head snapped in the direction, seeing my best friend come to view for my eyes.

Benny.

"What the fuck took so long time?" I shouted over the loud music as he ordered a beer from the bartender, giving him a flirtatious wink as well and I rolled my eyes slightly.

"Benny, you don't have to flirt with every guy you see," I huffed and he just laughed at my comment.

"Mila, don't be such a pussy because I get more dick than you," he shrugged casually and smirked at me.

"Why do you suspect that you get more dick than me?" I raised my eyebrow at him, but he was most definitely right in that statement.

I haven't had sex in about four months, maybe five. I was constantly horny, and masturbation was becoming boring.

"When was the last time you had a good fuck, Mila? A good one-night stand that blew your fucking mind?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, copying my face.

I rolled my eyes and huffed in annoyance. He took my silence as a yes and took a gulp of his beer.

"When are your friends coming?" I asked to change the subject.

He picked up his phone, tapping away on it before he answered: "They are here now," he announced happily and smirked at me.

I frowned as I couldn't quite remember what their names were, even though Benny told me that before.

"What were their names again?"

He shook his head in frustration, but still kept that smirk on his face.

"Niall, Harry, and Zayn."

"And you know this Niall guy?"

He nodded at my answer and I ordered another drink, anything with vodka was my go too.

"Yeah, he is hot," he breathed out and I facepalmed, only to earn a laugh from him.

"How do you know him exactly?" I asked and looked over at him again, seeing his eyes scanning the room for this Niall.

"Through football practice. But since I quit we still kept in touch," he told me and his smirk grew wider. I guess he spotted him.

I turned around in the chair, seeing a blond guy with blue eyes walking towards us. He had a bright smile on his face, he looked pretty cute.

Behind him, I could see a mop of curls following. When he was in my view, his green eyes shined bright and he had a casual expression on his face.

But the person that caught my attention the most, was the one behind him.

He had a little hair on his head, looked like had been taken a buzz cut. His hair has slowly covered his head, which in my opinion is hot. He had brown, hazel eyes and a little stub covering his jaw.