~Recap ~
We went downstairs and watched the movie, shedding a few tears and under a cozy blanket. 'this is perfect' I thought to myself.....
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We finished the movie and Harry asked, "Let's have a drink, yeah?"
"Sure, a margraita would be lovely."
"Coming right up boo bear." Harry said cheekily and gave me a wink. That small action made me melt, but I have to keep it together.
He handed me my drink and we did a toast, "TO US!" we both said in unison. We both chuckled and sipped our drinks. After that we had another one and another one, another one, another one. So we each had about 8 magraitas. Oops.
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*Harry's POV*
We were drunk. My heart was beating fast and my head was throbbing. But I still knew what was going on.
I have to do it. He won't think anything of it. I mean he's drunk, he won't remeber this in the morning. Hell, I probably won't remember this in the morning. Louis looks so cute right now, he's giggling like an idiot and making stupid remarks like, "Look at your mole on your face....it looks like a chocolate chip." You could barely understand him because he was slurring his words out.
I played along.
"Look at your bum, they're like two fresh apples." I said squeezing his bum wrapping my arms around his waist. Louis blushed and looked into my eyes with his beautiful blue eyes.
I have to make my move now.
I brought my right hand behind his neck and pulled him towards me. I connected our lips. At first he was shocked because his lips didn't move at all but as he relaxed he started to kiss back. I smiled into the kiss, happy that he was enjoying it. He played with my curls in the back of my head but the kiss started to get more heated so he started softly tugging at my hair. I moaned into the kiss making a moan escape from Louis' throat too. I squeezed his cheeks with one hand making his lips part. I then took control, I slipped my tongue in his mouth. Our tongues dancing and moving together in a perfect melody.
This is amazing......
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*Louis' POV*
Oh. My. Lord. I may be drunk but this has slapped all the alcohol out of my system. When our lips connected, I felt a crap-load of butterflies in my stomach. My body was there physically but my mind was somewhere else. I was in another world and I felt so high. I brought my mouth to his neck. As my lips made contact with his neck I felt goosebumps rise on his skin. I kissed his neck making my way down to his exposed chest from his v-neck shirt. I started to make a love~bite on his chest when he moaned, "I love you sooo mu-much, I love you, I love y-you." That made me feel horrible because this isn't real. I got him drunk just to satisfy my um....needs. I'm a horrible person.
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