Chapter Seven

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"WHOO! Dance with me, bitches!" Michele shouted as she swayed her body to the tune of Yonce by Beyonce. The lights glared as it continuously turned from blue to red to yellow and then back to blue again. The mass of hot, sweaty bodies piled up around her as everyone shouted in hurrah.

After dancing to three more songs, Michele went out from the pit of dancing bodies and made her way towards the bar for a drink. Fucking hot as fuck. Feeling the burn, she gestured to the bartender and ordered her usual shot.

While sipping her drink, she felt the prickly feeling she gets when someone has been staring at her. She looked around and saw a familiar face, sitting at the stool across from her, sipping a graf.

Feeling a feisty mood, Mich approved him and flashed a surprised yet confident smile. "What do we have here? A Louis Tomlinson drinking beer! That ought to make the headlines, hm?" Louis laughed as he raised his glass to her. "Nice meeting you too, Perlove."

Mich laughed as she asked, "So I saw you checking me out- like what you see?" Louis became quiet as he continued to dawn his drink. "One more please, and fill her glass up."

"Interesting choice of drink, I guess you really do like apple juice." Mich remarked.

"Yep, you know what they say about an apple a day." Louis winked at her as the bartender handed him another glass. "Cheers."

"Cheers" Mich said, smiling at the sound of their glasses clinking.

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"Oh Louis" Mich moaned as she kissed him with fervent passion, savoring the taste of apple cider on his lips. Electricity ran up and down her spine as her body felt the warmth of Louis hands grasping her shoulders, her arms, her waist- making his way upwards and downwards her whole body.

She pulled at the hem of his shirt and tugged it off, as Louis reached for the clasp of her bra and unhooked it. He slowly removed the strings of her bra from her shoulders as he kissed her neck. I'm going to have sex with the fucking dreamy Louis Tomlinson. How did we even get here? Mich asked herself as Louis completely ripped off her black, lacy bra away from her heaving breasts. She remembered sitting with Louis, laughing with him as they continued to drink with every story. They were mutually enjoying each other's company, and one of them suggested they take the conversation further to a room. Who suggested a hotel room? Was it me or him? Her thoughts were interrupted as Louis' fingers fiddled with the zipper of her denim shorts.

She continued kissing him as she felt both ecstatic and confused. So what does this mean for us? Are we like, going to date now? Her thoughts became hazy as Louis carried her to the bed, and completely went down on her. She surrendered herself to the moment as she felt ripples of pleasure cascading throughout her entire body. She felt her muscles tighten as she neared climax- she grabbed Louis hair and gently pulled him over to her as he started to climb on top of her.

Whatever this starts, I'll worry about it for another day.

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Michele awoke to the sound of her phone ringing. She opened her eyes and squinted at the painfully bright rays of sunlight entering the windows. Groggily, she reached for her phone and looked at the time. 10:30 AM. Shit.

She groaned as her temple started throbbing, getting worse and worse with every second. Fuck this, where am I? She looked around the room, trying to grasp her surroundings.

Mich suddenly let out a scream as she saw the unconscious body next to her. Oh my- fuck who is this?? She gently scooted over the bed to look at the face of her bed companion. It was Louis Tomlinson.

"Oh my God!" She exclaimed as her brain started to recall the events of last night. grabbed her aching head.

"Sheesh mate, could you please tone it down a little" Louis said as he shuffled in the bed and turned to look at Mich. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized the possible implications of their situation.

Louis rubbed his tired eyes, trying to make sense of the situation. "Oh hey, good morning."

"Okay, since we have come to this, this was nice and last night was wonderful and all but I think you and I both know that this cannot be more. This is just it. Period, nada, no relationship shit or whatever, are we clear?" Mich said anxiously as she started biting her hands.

"Okay, um if that's what you want, then I guess it's okay?" He replied, obviously taken aback by her sudden repulsion to him.

Mich picked up Louis' clothes and threw it to him. "Okay then, out you go!" She flashed him a huge smile and gestured to the door. "Oh and wear your hood up, there are lots of CCTVs in the lobby."

"Can I at least take a shower?" Louis asked as he reached for his phone and car keys from the drawer.

"No, out you go, NOW!" Mich was getting more and more frustrated by the minute. Can't he just take the hint? It's already bad enough that I slept with a huge celebrity like him. Now I'm being made to feel rude!

"Did I do something wrong?" Mich's thoughts stopped as she turned to look at Louis, half-naked, in her hotel room.  "What?"

"Well, why are you so being pushy about all this?"

"It's all just pish posh, you're good, it's all fine." She answered as she continued to bite her fingers. She started tapping her foot.

"You don't look like you're fine to me." Louis started to come near her but she held up her hand, signaling him to stop. "Don't come any closer."

Louis looked at her with a puzzled expression on his face. "I thought you said last night is wonderful?"

"It was. I mean it is, but you don't understand. You and me? Can't happen, ever." Mich reached out for her phone and started going through her schedule for the day,

"May I please ask why?"

"Too messy to date celebrities." She saw that she had a 12 PM meeting with an old friend of hers. "Well if isn't too much of a bother, I have to go somewhere so if we could just fast forward the awkward talk and leave, that would be nice."

Louis finished dressing up and gathered his things. "Well, it was nice meeting you." He stopped at the door and took a glance at her.

"It was nice meeting you too" She replied as she shut the door before he could say anything else.

That was close.

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