Alone *One Direction Fanfic*

Chapter 27

DIDNT CHECK OR EDIT SORRY FOR MISTAKES

KAI'S POV

I've never been to club, let alone been clubbing. What do I wear? What do I do there? I had no idea what to do and how to react. Do I go in casual clothes or do I go fancy? I needed something in between. Or I could ask Harry. I call Harry from my cell and waited for an answer.

"Hello?" He asked and my ears perking up just from the sound of his voice.

"What do I wear at a club...?" I ask timidly.

He chuckled at my minimum knowledge, "A dress, kind of fancy but it doesn't have to be... at least that's what most girls wear when they go."

I nodded, a dress. I then realized he couldn't see me nodding, "Oh okay thanks Harry, see you soon!" I said as I hung up.

Okay something kind of dressy but not really? I huffed and walked to my closet. I scanned all my clothes that were hung up and my eyes stopped on a black dress. I pulled it out to examine it closely. It looked kind of weird holding it up so I decided to try it on. I took off my clothes and put on the dress and looked in the mirror. It was gorgeous. It was a tight skin black dress. On the back it was lace so you can see through until it reaches on the bottom back or above your butt. It was a little exposing but that's all I could really find. It stopped mid thigh and had two sleeves that exposed both my shoulders. It was really pretty but I hope I'm not over dressing. I then put on the only pair of heels I have. They were black as well and just plain. I walked over to my dresser and brushed out my hair. What should I do with it? Since it was pretty much straight already I kept it like that. I don't have many options anyways. I didn't put on make up, I never did. I brushed my teeth and stuffed my phone in my black bra. Hey where else was I supposed to put it? I turned around and did one final check. Shit this dress was kind of slutty and really short. I could see a little of my underwear. I quickly changed into black underwear so if by accident it was showing it may not be noticable. I just would have to monitor my dress and make sure I don't be more slutty than I already look. I walked to Harry's house and knocked on the door. It was Harry. He was wearing black skinny jeans with a white tshirt with his sleeves rolled up while wearing white converse with red trims. He looked handsome.

"Hi." I said.

He smiled showing off his dimples. He pulled me in for a hug as he whispered in my ear,

"Hello, you look beautiful." that sent shivers down my spine as I blushed.

He shut the door behind me and we sat on the couch waiting for the rest of the boys. One by one the boys were ready with Zayn being last. All ready to go we walked out of the flat into the boy's black van with Harry holding my hand. We sat in the back and talked until we pulled up to the club. The amount of smoke you could smell was ridiculous. We walked into the club and everything was dark for the most part. The thing you noticed first was all the grinding, making out, music, lights, and how hot it was. It was insane, but hey what else did I expect? Everyone went off in different directions as I stayed close to Harry. We took a seat at one of the bar stools. 

"Want a drink?" Harry nearly shouted in my ear but even when he did shout it was hard to hear him.

I nodded my head but I was still kind of nervous. I've never drank beer before. Harry called over the bartender and asked for some shots. I was nervous and my hands got sweaty. Harry must've noticed because he leaned in and said,

"It's alright, if you don't like it, you don't have to finish." 

I nodded and felt better. At least he was understanding. The drink was placed in front of me and I eyed it carefully. I looked at it and took it before I could change my mind. It slithered down my mouth and it burned causing my eyes to water, but for some strange reason I wanted more despite the weird feeling. I asked for another one, causing Harry to laugh. The man came back with the other as I quickly chugged the small thing with ease. As the shots kept coming it got easier to take them. It was easy yet addictive. Harry had shared the drinks with me and a half hour later my head began to pound and I was a bit dizzy. Everything was fuzzy and I felt abnormally uncomfortable. I couldn't remember a lot of things and I wasn't acting like myself. Then I realized I was drunk. I found myself laughing at everything. I got a sudden confidence boost and pratically threw myself at Harry and whispered unsteadily,

"Dance wit- with meee." I said a bit to obvious that I was drunk but I couldn't control it.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dance floor. It was obvious he was drunk as well. Maybe even more than me? I'm not sure who was more drunk right now. We pushed through sweaty bodies until we reached an empty spot. I tugged Harry close to me and the music was up beat. Our dancing was a bit slow but as time progressed it got a bit more aggressive. I knew if I was sober there was no way I would ever do this but the drunk mind does what it pleases. I found myself pressed up against Harry I began to move my body with his to the rhthym. Ocassionally I could feel the buldge in Harry's pants as we danced close but as the night went on I could feel it pratically every second. By this time we were full on grinding as our crotches collided. I felt a rush run through me. Our lips met but this time it wasn't passionate, it was sloppy but the thing was I couldn't control what I was doing. Our lips twirled together as I pulled at Harry's curls. I pulled away from Harry's lips trying to steady my breath. I leaned into his ear and trying to be sexy I bit his earlobe. I heard him moan a bit as my lips connected with his neck. I softly began to peck at it but as time droned on I began to bite and suck on it. I pulled away after Harry's groans became a bit loud for my liking. Our lips met once again as we continued on grinding. Once we got tired we somehow managed to make it to a couch that was meant for drinking and talking but of course we became like one of those people that sober people find weird. Harry sat straight up with his back against the seat and I straddled his waist. I instantly began to kiss his lips. It was again very heated but at the same time very sloppy. I pulled on his curls and found myself pulling his shirt closer to my body but we were as close as we could get. All the sudden Harry brought his lips down my chin and to my neck. He left little kisses down my chin as I tilted backwards for it to be easier for him. My skin tingled and my breathing got heavier. He got more rough as he worked his way down my neck. He was close to my chest and as he wrapped his arms around my back and I leaned backwards still straddling him while sitting on his lap. Since I was straddling him I could feel his buldge legit pressed underneath my front. I was sitting on his buldge which was a bit awkward but I didn't pull away. If we weren't wearing clothes who knows how far this would've gotten. Harry moved his lips away from my chest as he began to suck on my skin on the right side of my neck. I began to moan at the pleasure Harry was giving me. It burned when Harry pulled away his lips and put it back to mine. I was basically hovering over him. I wasn't even sitting on him anymore really. Basically he was sitting down and my knees were on either side of his legs while we remained lip locked. The thing about the situation right now is that I could feel my dress already ridden up to my waist. I didn't even realize that my whole black laced underwear was showing and fully exposed to Harry and not to mention everyone in the club. I was too drunk to even pull it down. Our night remained us like this and that's all I could remember.

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I open my eyes and automatically I could feel the pounding in my head. I felt like I was going to throw up and I felt horrible I moaned and began to stand up. I tried to remember what happened last night. I couldn't, all I could remember is flashing lights and music. I fully opened my eyes and looked around the room. I was laying in a bed with Harry. Nothing would be wrong until I realized what was wrong. He was only in his boxers. I looked down and I had only my bra and underwear on last night. Holy shit, what the fuck happened?

AN: This was shorter but more intense! This was really awkward to write and stuff so I apologize, and I don't know do you think they went all the way last night? COMMENT/VOTE! -a