What Happens in the Club Stays in the Club (Louis Tomlinson)

A/N: This is my first one - shot guys, not sure if it is any good? And I'm imagining more bad boy punk edit Louis Tomlinson then the normal one. That's why he may seem slightly not like himself! Please Comment and Vote it would mean the world to me! Love me! xx Lulu Payne

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"Ugh" I couldn't help but mumble as I shivered from the burn of the vodka shot.

I forgot how many I had that night but I couldn't care less. My boyfriend broke up with me. He was the one that cheated in the first place, but I mean I still didn't dump him.

"That MOTHER-FUCKER!" I said out loud by accident. On other occasions I would have cared but I was too drunk to even count, so I really didn't give a fuck.

"Ohhh, someone has a set of pipes on them?" A deep voice with a british accent says near my ear sending shivers down my spine.

"Fuck off and hook up with someone else, and british accents don't always help." I mumbled leaning forward to get away from his face.

I mean okay I get it, I'm at a club drowning myself in alcohol cause my boyfriend broke up with me and I DON'T want to hook up. Well yeah pretty much I just want to drink and grind, is it so horrible?

"Oh and a foul mouth, I like!" He whispers again in my ear this time his teeth grazing my earlobe. The shivers that went through my body made my mind all fuzzy and I lost my train of thought, for a few seconds that is.

"Dude, seriously fuck off I want to be alone!" I knew it wasn't going to work out but I wasn't in the mood to waste my newly ordered martini on his face. Maybe the next one.

"I don't WANT to fuck off love, but I mean if we are speaking about the word fuck there are many things I want to associate with that word. Preferably you and me and a wall....what do you think love?"

That's IT this man was seriously gonna get it in the face, the martini that is..along with the olive! I turned around and probably stared a total of 10 seconds at his face and turned right back around. Well FUCK, now I can't stop staring at him, I can't throw a martini in his face he was just so, perfect, sexy, he was just so FUCKABLE! Yes I said fuckable, I'm drunk and making up words is fun. He notices that I stopped responding to him and he decides to take the vacant seat next to me looking at me with flawless eyes.

"Well love, I don't give up easily and since I got no respond I would say I have made some progress, right love?" his eyebrow lifts up in question.

I roll my eyes at him and turn my back towards him and down the martini in one gulp. Right when I was about to suck the olive in my mouth I felt his arms wrap around my waist. His fingers brushed my naked hips as my shirt rode up by his all too skilled hands. I couldn't reject him anymore I couldn't when he had his muscles all over my waist. I turned around and I whisper in his ear.

"You are an impatient guy aren't you? At least tell me your name first." I lick his ear and chuckle at his gasp. This could get really fun really fast.

"Louis" he breaths in my ear.

"Well Louis why don't you ask me to dance first? I mean we could always see where it goes from there." I said smirking as I got up and made my way to the middle of the dance floor.

I snaked through the sweaty grinding bodies until I was right in the middle. I wondered if he was going to follow, I wasn't going to worry much about that, the music was pumping and my body was moving to the beat. I felt familiar hands grab my hips and pull me against him as he began dancing with the music. I lifted up my hands and tangled them in his hair, pulling and tugging. I felt him against me and I don't know what happened but I twisted in his arms and looked at him, our faces just mere inches from each other. He looked at me breathing hard as he stared at my face and into my eyes. His face was perfect. I lifted up my fingers and brushed his jawline and I traced his lips with my fingers. I didn't know what captivated me so much about his face. I didn't even realize that he was guiding us away from the dance floor, and even if I did I wouldn't have cared.

"Beautiful..." the word slipped out of my mouth before I even thought of what I was saying.

That was when my back slammed against the club wall. His lips didn't touch mine immediately but they went to my ear and he whispered heavily.

"You're beautiful."

And then his lips created a trail from my ear lobe to the corner of my mouth and then, finally, our lips smashed against each other. I had no idea I would be so addicted to his body until his lips touched mine. My arms went up around his neck and my fingers found their way to his hair once again. I felt his tongue slip out and trace mine begging me for entrance and I couldn't wait to give him it. Our tongues danced with each other as we tangled our limbs with each other. My legs wrapped around his waist as I lifted myself up and used the wall as leverage. He seemed fond of the idea because his hand grabbed my thighs and he moaned into my lips. Then one of his hands moved and and began lifting my shirt and clawing up my back. His fingertips were toxic as I melted with every touch on my body. We broke apart only to have his lips kiss their way down my neck as I fought to keep my breathing normal. But there was no way in hell that I could. His velvety tongue and silky lips were too skilled for me to even handle. He gave me multiple love bites that he licked and breathed on caused my skin to bump and for my whole body to shiver on his. Before I could even catch my breath he kissed me again but only to drag his lips up to my ear and say. "Let us go somewhere more private." And before I was given a chance to respond I was being carried away to a more private, darker, secluded corner of the club.

*Le Fin*

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A/N: Okay Guys I hope you enjoyed it I wrote this at midnight cuz I was bored and I mean I wanted Louis Tomlinson feels...hehe! My friend, Ciara told me to post it so I was like ehh what the hell why not!? Hope you guys enjoyed it! Love Me!!! xxLulu Payne