Chapter One ~ What's your Poison?

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Oliver smiled as he watched all the guests enjoy his cooking. He didn't like the fact that AJ was having his party at a bar but he had to come, it was his little brother after all. The worst part was that the party was only going on in half the bar, normal customers sat at the left over tables drinking and talking amongst themselves. It made Oliver a bit uneasy that they were getting looks from the normal inhabitants of the establishment.

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Louis grumbled as he stared into an empty cup having just finished up the last few drops of his whiskey. The noise of this party going on was frankly pissing him off and he was also aching for another cigarette. His gaze was caught by the brightly colored frosting on the cupcakes which some pinky boy just placed next to him since most of the tables where taken up with other kinds of sweets. He grumbled softly as the male started walking away, "Don't get any god damn cavities." Oliver turned on his heel to face this man, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes was strong. Oliver's cheeks heated up a bit, this man was gorgeous. He spoke softer than he intended, "I'll have you know that it is my brother's birthday and we could all do without your mouth." Just then Allen swore pretty loudly causing Oliver to twitch.

Louis glanced over having heard giving off a small chuckle, "He doesn't seem to mind, he looks like a big boy, I'm sure he could come tell me himself if he had a problem with it. Just sit down." Oliver sighed a bit and crossed his arms.

He then gave in, "I will sit if you clean up your language, at least for tonight, please?" So many thoughts were running through his head, was he really going to sit with some stranger at a bar?

The other male nodded a bit, "Fine fine." He looked over at the bar as Oliver sat down across from him before he got up to get himself a drink, "Be right back." Oliver just watched as he left coming back a few moments later with another glass this time filled with scotch. He sat down leaning his head into his hand as he took a small sip, "So pinky, what's your name?"

"O-Oliver." he stuttered a bit, this man was so rude why was he even speaking to him? Louis smiled softly and stole one of the cupcakes slowly unpeeling it, "So, can I get you a drink or something? What's your poison?"

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