"Louis this fucker is tighter than the pants those guys in the boybands wear." I groan. What the hell was he thinking sticking me in something like this? I'll have all the creeps lounging on me for the night.
I wasn't up to try date rape drugs. Not tonight.
Louis tugs another chunk out of my hair to curl. I swat his hand away, warning him to be more gentle.
"You look hot, Ads. Deal with it. I'm sure you can juggle some attention tonight. Seeing as though you haven't been receiving any from Styles." He strikes.
I visibly flinch, and I can see the remorse building in his eyes. A gentle smile is sent my way, "Sorry babe. You know I hate him just as much as you." I sigh, and don't comment.
I don't hate him. Now I pray he isn't mad at me for some stupid reason.
The dress Louis has me in is shorter than my god damn attention span. "Dammit Louis!" I try to tug down the dress once again, as it rides up my thighs.
"You'll be getting some tonight for sure, " he assures me.
"Ha ha." I mock. "Why can't we just spend the night in? I want pizza."
My offer is quickly waved off by his hand. "No. You agreed to go. No backing out now."
"Are we almost finished?" He hasn't picked up any stray strands in a few minutes now.
"Yes, and you look incredible," he claps his hand, twirling his finger round, indicating I spin.
I do so, and he lets out some hoots and hollers, but I pay no mind.
"Are you ready, love?"
"Yeah. Let me grab my clutch." I begin towards the bedroom.
"Already on the couch. Tonight's my treat. Well, that and because your wallet won't fit in that tiny thing."
Grabbing it, I walk to the mirror to run my fingers through my hair.
I sigh loudly. "Thank you Louis."
The clock reads 7:42. The time must be wrong. I'll have Louis fix it.
He takes my chin, and smiles softly, "no problem, love." Crouching in front of me, his arms resting on his knees, he makes me feel guilty.
I have neglected our friendship. Then I remember how livid I was. All over some pot? I was willing to loose my best friend over it?
Also, I remember his asshole boyfriend.
Quickly, the memories of the past month or so stream through my fried brain.
Zayn. In the bathroom. With the girl. Not Louis. And not a male.
"Are you alright? I'm sorry if I've pressured you into coming. We can stay home as you've suggested."
This gentle Louis is rare to come by. Like dinosaur eggs. But once he is let out, you feel so nurtured and safe.
I smile down at him, shaking my head.
"Yes. Don't worry so much." I tease. What a change. "Let's go!"Louis tugs my arm as I leave. "Ads."
"Yeah?"
"Don't get too drunk tonight."
He fails to hide his smile, and I hit him. "Dick."
"Don't be so salty Adelaide." He scowls.
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