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Chapter Four

Crazy Kids: Ke$ha (feat. will.i.am)

**Fast Forward to The Night of the Party**

Louis picked me up outside my dorm at eight. I was excited for my fourth party, especially because I was going with Louis. He was fun to be around and I may have been starting to like him, as more than a friend. He drove me in his car and we talked about pretty much everything.

We could hear the music from the sorority from miles away. Those crazy kids. Louis was a gentleman and opened the door for me. I had never been to a sorority party before, just frat house parties. There were girls drinking and making out with guys or playing beer games. The music was awesome and me and Louis were having a great time. None of our friends were here, so we just danced together. He was super sweet about everything. For a couple of hours, I didn't think about Niall.

"Want another drink?" Louis shouted over the music, he looked good in dark jeans and white shirt. His tattoos showed, they were kind of hot.

"Yeah sure, I'll get them for you." I told Louis, taking his red plastic cup and walking towards the bar.

As I was getting the drinks, I felt the stares of guys from across the bar. I hoped I didn't look too, you know, feminine, for lack of a better term. I just had on black lace tights, black shorts and a purple baggy V-neck shirt. I had my hair down naturally, so it flowed about halfway down my back. I got the drinks to return to Louis and saw a guy with a curly mess on his head. He wasn't nearly as attractive as Louis.

"Hey baby, what do you got there? Two drinks? You came here with someone?" He was smashed, his words were slurred.

"Yeah, sorry, talk to me when you are sober." I said while trying to push past him with two drinks in my hands.

"I wasn't done talking to you. You look hot, want to get out of here?" Drunk Curly Mess said while pushing me back to where I was standing. He took a step closer to me.

"With you? Never, now please get out of my way." I snapped, once again trying to get around him. It failed. There were too many people pushing towards the bar for me to squeeze past.

He put a hand hard on my waist, but not hard enough, "C'mon baby, let's go."

"Hey let go of her!" Louis screamed as he pushed through the mass of people, "She's with me, now step off."

Louis took a step in front of me, his hand grazed mine. I felt something, not anything that I had ever felt before. I wished the feeling stayed, but in a second, it was gone.

"Aye, Louis, your girlfriend is damn sexy. Mind if I take a couple of hits, if you know what I'm saying?" Drunk Curly Mess slurred.

That's when Louis punched him, hard. In the face. My eyes went wide. Then Curly hit Louis in the face. Louis lifted his hand to punch Curly with anger twisting in his face, but then I had accidentally bumped into him and his face softened.

"Bye Harry," Louis said as Curly walked away to nurse his face. I lifted my drink to my mouth but right before I took a sip, Louis knocked it out of my hand and had it spilling on the floor, "Harry put a pill in it."

Louis took my hand. The feeling I loved had returned. He led me out of the party. It was sort of a twisted kind of magical.