I Feel Like Dancing Tonight

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 Louis took my hand and grabbed me out of the club. We both struggled to cross the street, since we were both awfully drunk.

-          I FEEL LIKE DANCIN’ TONIGHT, I CAME TO PARTY LIKE IT’S MY CIVIL RIGHT! Started to sing Louis as we walked down the street.

-          IT DOESN’T MATTER WHERE, I DON’T CARE IF PEOPLE STARE! CAUSE I FEEL LIKE DANCING TONIGHT. I sang back with him.

-          I love you so much, Princess. Louis said, grabbing my hand.

-          Love you tooooo, Boo Bear.

We started frolicking on the street like perfect idiots. Louis, Calum and I were just too crazy to be with normal people. I turned in a small dark alley but Louis didn’t follow. I was rarely afraid of anything. I actually chased the dangerous things…

-          Come on, Boo Bear! I said, fake-crying.

-          No, Callie, I’m not coming. He said. It’s too scary in there.

I grabbed his arm and pulled him in the alley.

-          Look, there’s nothing scary in here, Louis

-          Yeah, you’re right. He said, shaking a bit.

-          Ahaha! You’re sooooo a bad liar, mate.

I heard footsteps behind us so I slowly turned around to see who it was.

-          Oh, if it’s not Zayn’s bitch and her new flirt. A tall man said.

I could not see him but of course, I remembered his voice. He had the only voice that could give me shiver. He was so creepy, my Goosebumps were getting Goosebumps.

-          What do you want, mate? Said Louis, trying his best to not look scared.

-          Your sweet friend. He said, even creepier than before. Let me leave with her and your celebrity ass will be alright.

-          Why would I? She’s with me. Not with you. Leave us alone.

The guy grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. As he did so, he dropped his wallet on the ground. I gave a quick look to Louis and nodded my head towards the wallet. He bended to take it and opened it.

-          So, Maximilian Alberto George, am I right? Louis said, eying the card, then the man.

-          How do you know th- he said, before noticing the wallet in Louis’ hand. GIVE ME THAT SHIT!

-          You know, Max, there’s not a lot of Maximilian in the world. Louis said, leaning to Max’s face. That’d be easy to find you, if you ever do something to her.

-          Give me my shit and I’ll leave. He said, jerking his hand toward Louis.

He gave him the wallet and pulled me towards him. Max started to run and turned back just before the corner.

-          I’m not done with you, TRASH! He yelled before turning the corner.

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