The music rung in his ears, he felt the beat throughout his whole body. Or maybe it was just his heart beat. Louis was nervous, practically clinging onto his friends side. "Lou!! I'm going to get us some drinks just stay here!" He yells over the music and departures from Louis. The boy whimpers as his Irish friend leaves his side. He stands in a crowd of sweaty people dancing and acting stupid, everyone was wasted except him and Niall of course. Five minutes went by and Niall still hasn't returned. Louis began to panic, his gulped and fiddles with his fingers. "Here Louis!" A familiar voice shouts he looks and thanks god that it's Niall. The blonde boy hands him a drink, Louis looks at it. He wasn't a big drinker, he's never been drunk actually it just wasn't his thing. "You have to man up Louis" he thinks to himself, and before you know it, he downed the whole glass.
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"Nialllll dance with me!!" Louis squealed and grabbed his friends hands and danced with him. By this time they were both completely wasted, Louis was laughing and having a good time, he danced with Niall and some strangers. "I have to pee!" Niall giggles and wanders off. Louis just laughs and continues to dance his little butt off.
"Hey cutie you come here often?" A dark voice trickles Im his ear. Louis jumps and looks at this strange man. "I've never been here before!" Louis says over the music. The man smirks and grabs Louis' wrist, pulling him. Louis didn't know where he was going, all he remembers is being pushed against the wall and his ass being touched, his eyes fill with tears, he remembers yelling and screaming telling the man to stop. "He said fucking stop!" Another voice interrupts, his mind goes blank and he feels sleepy, then everything went black.
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-Louis' pov-
I woke up, my head felt like it was pounding, I couldn't open my eyes for some reason. I laid in the quiet for a few moments, where was I? Wasn't I at a party? My mind racing, then suddenly my eyes snapped open and I say up, a bucket was next to me and my first instinct was to grab it. So I did. I threw up the liquor from last night into the blue bucket. My eyes watered and my nose scrunched up from the bitter smell. I could feel my stomach acid burning my throat. I looked up and realized my surroundings didn't look familiar at all. My eyebrows knitted together.
"I see you're finally awake."
My heart beats and I freeze, I heard someone talk. Who was it? The voice didn't sound familiar.
"You're quiet cute when you're drunk love, you kept talking and talking, just like you were a little alphabet boy"
