Chapter 12: Do You Trust Me?

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*************WARNING***************

Some things in this chapter will be somewhat dirty! Skip this chapter if you don't want to read it. The level of dirtyness depends on what you think. There will also be cussing.

You have been warned.

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Kendall's POV

Andrea and I went into my house to get ready.

"What are you going to wear?" She asked.

"Ummm... I don't know. Maybe some shorts and a cute top with heels?" I replied as we walked to my room.

"Can I borrow something?" She asked.

"Totally!"

*2hours later*

Andi and I looked hot! We were ready for the town!

It was about 7pm and we hopped into my Mustang and drove off.

We danced in the car as I turned up the bass.

We pulled into the parking lot of a club and went in.

The music was loud and the lights were flashing everywhere. It was awesome!!!

Andrea and I went straight to the bar!

Shots,shots, and more shots!

I was almost completely drunk until I spotted Niall, AJ, and Harry across the room.

They glared at us with a smirk and drinks in their hands.

Niall waltzed over to me. He had been heavily drinking. He set down his drink and grabbed my hand. We walked unsteadily to the dance floor.

We danced. They were all so drunk that I got sandwiched between Niall AND Harry!

From what I remember, Niall was in front of me and Harry was behind me. We were dancing in different motions.

I had never danced like this before. It was very different!

Niall whispered in my ear.

"Wanna go to our flat?" He whispered. His Irish accent was strong.

I was drunk and didn't care.

I nodded yes and he pulled me through the crowd, out the door, and called a cab.

We hopped in and rode to his flat.

We got out and stumbled into the home.

No lights were turned on.

We didn't even know if the others were here! All we knew was that it was us. Together.

He shut the door and pushed me against it. His hands beside my head, trapping me in between his arms. He kissed me, he had soft lips.

I couldn't think. I just agreed to whatever he asked. Is that bad?

Between the kissing, he whispered, "jump"

So I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

He took me upstairs and kicked open the door, never taking his lips off mine.

He tossed me on the bed , the headboard hit the wall, and I giggled when I hit the bed.

Why? I don't know.

He stripped off his shirt and leaned over to kiss me again.

His eyes asked me and I agreed.

He peeled off my shirt.

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