Y/N's POV
The dress that clung right against my body oddly made me feel comfortable as I put on my heels. Louis was getting ready as well, spraying on some cologne while fixing up his hair.
"You ready darling?" He asks, turning around to see me sitting on the bed. "The lads want us to be there soon."
"It's only 9 babe," I roll my eyes and stand up, walking over to him. I press a kiss to his lips and bury my head in the crook of his neck, groaning. Even with the heels on he still had a couple inches on me. "I love this scent on you."
He chuckles, hand trailing over my bun before giving it a squeeze. "Always have the best a ss y/n, so good to touch."
"Hey now," I pull away and grab his hand softly. "No touching."
"You're my girlfriend, I wanna touch you." He pouts, but a playful look in his eyes tells me that he was not sad at all.
"Later, when we get back home." I smile before leading him towards the front door.
"You know, or I can just put your dress up and take you right here on the stairs." He suggests so bluntly. I can hear the smile in his voice, making me want to groan.
"Tease me more Louis I dare you, or you're in for one hell of a night."
"Getting you all wound up is fun," he chuckles, kissing the back of my hand as we wait for Niall to pick us up.
"Wait until that 'fun' turns into torture," I point out, meaning every word I said.
He huffs, pulling me towards our couch. My body ends up in between his spread legs, causing me to frown as he grins.
"C'mon love," he rasps, looking up at me with such wickedness. "Just a quickie."
I frown, "No."
"Babe please," Louis groans, hands trailing the sides of my body.
"No." F uck he's so annoying sometimes.
"Fucking hell," he rolls his eyes and lets go of me. "Fine, have it your way."
I smile internally as I sit beside him, pulling out my phone to play some games before Niall gets here.
"You know," he looks at me with the same annoyed look, "I was gonna treat you tonight, but now I'm not."
I shrug carelessly, hoping that will bother him even more. "I don't care, I'm not feeling it tonight anyways."
I couldn't hear him, other than the grumbled he muttered under his breath. He was just so selfish sometimes. I don't bother him when I need s ex, and maybe he does look hot when he's all bothered and wanting me, but he shouldn't really need me, that's what his hand is for.
I can hear Niall pull up in front of our house, honking his horn twice. Louis and I both stand, not saying a word as we both exit the house.
Louis, of course, takes the passenger seat, leaving me to sit alone in the back. Niall gives me a smile when we lock eyes in the rearview mirror, and I return it back.
"You guys ready for tonight?" Niall asks us cheerfully as he starts to drive off. His whole vibe makes me happy, causing me to giggle and nod.
"Oh yeah," I smirk. "Can't wait to down those shot and dance."
"You're not going to be drinking tonight," Louis suddenly says.
"Actually I am," I roll my eyes and huff. "Just because you're sour doesn't mean you have to ruin my night."
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