tinted // l.p.

Chapter 7

"Liam, i'm not to sure about this" i mumble, eye wondering around the crowd of people. "None sense, it'll be fine. it's just my friends love; they wont bite - unless you say please" he chuckles, leading me to a booth in the back of the club. 

There are about five people sat at the booth, all talking and laughing. I bite my lip aggressively, i was never the type of person to 'just fit in' social event such as these. Possibilities of the worst running through y head as Liam motions me to take a seat. 

I slide in, sitting awkwardly next to a unfamiliar figure and Liam. I sigh as Liam engages in a conversation with the man across the table, leaving me alone. I pull out my phone, trying to look distracted; but all I'm really doing is typing in random numbers into my calculator and trying to find their square roots.

"What do you want to drink?" Liam asks, glancing down at my phone. "there's not a square root to 69 babe" i roll my eyes, putting my phone back in my bag. "I don't want anything, but thank you" i reply, giving him a small smile. 

"if you don't tell me what you want, ill get you the strongest thing that got" Liam says, a small smirk spreading on his lips. I roll my eyes again, giving in to his little 'game' or whatever he was doing. "Raspberry Margarita" I sigh, pulling my phone out again. "you sure? that's a pretty strong drink" Liam chuckles, raising an eyebrow. "i'm a big girl Liam, i can get a raspberry margarita if i want." "alrighty then" he says as he dismisses himself from the table, leaving me once again - awkwardly sitting there.

"Hello love" a voice says as the seat next to me sinks, a hand extending in front of me. "M' Niall" he says, his Irish accent radiating out of every word. I smile, shaking his hand. "Ira" "That's quite a pretty name there" Another voice says, turning to face me with an extended hand. "Louis" he smiles, shaking my hand firmly. "So how d'you know Liam?" Niall asks, taking a chug from his pint. "Um, we're - friends?" I say, because to be honest - i have no idea what the hell we are. 

"friends as in, 'friends'" Louis says, wriggling his eyebrows. i furrow mine, shaking my head violently. "no, just friends." Louis and Niall exchange a quick look, giving me a small nod. "Well that's a first for Liam" Niall states, talking indirectly towards me. "Usually it's just his fuck for the week." Louis chuckles, causing my cheeks to burn a bright crimson.

Louis glances at me, a small smile brightening his face. "You know, when he talked about you; i didn't expect this" He chuckles, looking me up and down. "you'd expect another one of his skanks right?" Niall continues, exchanging a nod with Louis. "But nope, her dress is at a moderate length and its not as tight as his last one!" Louis states, causing Niall to spit out his drink. I sit there awkwardly as they continue on about Liam's past 'skanks' and i can't help but feel a bit - jealous?

"oi! what are you two doing?" Liam smirks, moving Niall out of his seat and setting down my drink. I quickly grab it, taking in as much of it as i can. Liam eyes me, a smirk still plastered on his lips as he and Louis continue a conversation. 

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At one point, someone ordered shots. I don't remember who or why or when exactly - but i do remember taking at least 10. 

Everything around me was just a blur really, i do remember two girls excusing themselves for the night and then a sudden rush of adrenaline. 

I turned to Liam, hand pressing at his thigh as i leaned in. "Lets dance" i whisper, a small giggle escaping. He nods, grabbing my head and leading me to the dance floor. Liam's hands were placed firmly to my waist, holding me as if i would run away. I pressed against his body his, swaying my hips to the beat of the music. 

My hands traveled up to his hair, tangling themselves into his small quiff, tugging slightly. I hum as Liam moans, his hard on pressing firmly into my thigh. I turn around, aggressively capturing his lips with mine. I moved my lips in sync to his, hands tugging ever so often at his hair in an attempt to deepen the kiss. He pulls away, wide eyed. "lets go, i think you've had to much to drink" he says before grabbing my wrist and pulling me back to the booth.

He pays for the drinks, quickly guiding me out of the club. I grunt as he pushes me into his car, quickly entering himself. "were are your keys, Ira?" Liam asks as we drive down along the highway. "what?" i giggle, eyes slowly starting to close. "your keys Ir- no don't go to sleep come on wake up." Liam groans, shaking my slightly.

I giggle again, mumbling a few words before drifting off to sleep completely. 

A/N: i needed to update. it was not fair. so i hope you like it? comment and vote for next chapter.

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