Rock me

Part 12

It was now time to get ready for the bars. Harry was wearing black jeans, a faded black henley, and the red flannel he bought me today.

I walked in the bathroom and put on the black slip dress and my new red boots. I looked in the mirror and messed with my hair. I wanted to keep it down, so I just ran my fingers through it and make sure it wasn't frizzy. 

I grabbed all my new makeup and spread it out across the counter. I hopped up so I could sit in front of the mirror. I kept my base makeup pretty simple and added some black eyeliner to my water line. Once I was satisfied I walked out to meet Harry.

"New boots?" He asked.

"New boots." I replied.

"I like, are you ready to meet with the rest of the boys?" He asked.

I nodded. He walked us out of our room and down the hallway knocking on the door. I could hear music coming from the room. Niall opened the door with a goofy grin and a red solo cup in his hand. 

"Finally, you guys are behind."

I see Liam, Louis, and Zayn all standing around the table in the back of Nialls room. There was various alcohol bottles laid out, along with solo cups.

"Dylan! Come do a shot with me." Louis says in excitement. 

I leave Harry and Niall at the door and walk up to Louis. He pours the clear liquid into the cup and hands it to me. We clink our glasses and he immediately takes his down. I bring the cup up to my lips and allow it into my mouth. I try to swallow it as quickly as I can, but it still burns. I cough a little after it goes down. Harry comes up behind me putting one of his hands on my back.

"What are we drinking?" He asks Louis and I.

"Tequila." Louis says while pouring us more shots.

Harry grabs his cup and easily drinks it down. I grab mine and take a deep breath, hoping not to cough this time.

I get it down quickly, but the burn never gets better. 

I just did two shots, I hadn't drank in months. I already felt like a goner. 

"Do you drink much? Harry asked, looking at me. 

"Sometimes if my friends can drag me out, but I haven't in months."

"Months?" He said with wide eyes "You better stop there and see how you feel."

"I know, don't worry i'll control myself."

We hung around for a couple more minutes before heading down to the driver. 

He drops us off and we're now walking down Broadway. The streets were roaming with people, the street was beautiful with all the bars and neon lights. 

We walk into the first bar where everyone seems to be dancing. The boys all walk up to the door and I let them know I'm going to the bathroom. 

I was already starting to feel those 2 shots. I put my hands on the sink collecting myself. I take one more look in the mirror and walk back out. This large man approaches me, he towers over me. He wasn't bad looking, but defiantly scared me a little.

"Can I buy you a drink." He says eyeing me.

"Oh um, that's very sweet. I'm alright for now, maybe later." I say trying to walk around him. 

He moves blocking me.

"Come on sweetheart, just one drink. Don't be a priss."

"Excuse me?" I say again trying to walk around him. He now has me pushed up against the wall.