The club was packed with drunks, I tied my hair back in a tight ponytail, making sure It wasn't a mess, some creep decided to come and piss me of, He started to play with my hair circling his finger "Uhh, go away?" I remarked "Nope" he said reaching for my hips, I pushed him away feeling sick "please" I begged he reached for my thigh but a shadowey figure had smashed a glass onto his head, I went closer to the figure, accidently tapping his hair "watch my hair" The shawdy figure shouted "Who are you?" I questioned "Tomlinson...Louis Tomlinson, your name?" he responded "Uhh, Bella Thompson" I answerd "cute name" louis smirked, He took my hand leading me to the dance floor "No, really I cant dance" I remarked "OKay then..what can you do" He questioned in his sweet voice "I can...Uhmm I dont know" I sighed, Louis rolled his eyes and pointed to the bar "Uhh, I'll take water" I blushed, Louis sighed and came back for 2 bottles of water "Thank you" I said taking it off him
"Do you need a lift home, are have you got that planned?" He asked me "Uhmm, I was planning on walking home. Louis burst out laughing "No honey, thats not safe, I'll take you home in my car" He responded, I agreed, He led me to his car, he opened the door like a gentleman "thanks" I whiseperd, He opened his door and we both put our seat belts on, he started the car and reversed
He watached me open my door "so do you live here alone?" he questioned "Yeah" I sighed he looked shocked "Can I have your number, maybe, just incase you need a lift home or something" he questioned "Sure, come in my kitchen I'll give you a note" I said, so he followed me into the kitchen I reached for the paper and took a pen from the pot, -07474457910- "thank you" he said smiling and I led him back to his car
