Niall's POV.
"Yeah, Lou and I have come up with this great new track..." Harry was telling me, whilst we stood outside Louis's front door. I have to admit, all this music lark doesn't really interest me, so my mind was really on other things. Things like Amy Backhouse. I'd seen her and Louis sitting round the back at school, messing around and smoking pot. The only time Amy ever let her guard down was when she was alone with Lou, Shelbey or Amanda, it was almost as if she knew she could trust them... My train of thought was broken by Lou's Mum, opening the door. "Oh, hey boys! Louis is just upstairs with Amanda, Shelbey and Zayn." She turned towards the stairs and yelled for Lou. zayn? thats funny, he's never usually around anymore, ah oh well he's such a lad. "Hey, Joe." I said, smiling at her and walking into the house. I've known Lou's Mum ever since I've been friends with him, same for Harry, and we are always at Lou's house. His parents are cool like that, they let us all chill or crash at theirs whenever.
just then Louis came galloping down the stairs, wearing a faded old top printed with dinosaurs and rolled up trackie bottoms. "Louis, you should have told me everyone was coming round! What on earth am I supposed to do for dinner..." said Joe, walking back to the kitchen. "We'll order pizza!" Lou shouted down as we followed him up the stairs. "the guy's and i were just messing around with this new program I downloaded the other night. It's pretty complicated..." Lou was saying, more to Harry than to me, as we entered his room. Inside, Amanda, Shelbey and Zayn was lounging on Lou's bed reading some werid arsed magazines, whilst Amy was typing away on Louis' computer, frowning. "Who was it, Lou?" she asked, turning in the spinning chair towards us. Amy's hair was scraped back on top of her head, in a messy bun, with a few random bits of hair hanging down. She was wearing leggings and a baggy oversized top, with her old faded blue converse. Typical Amy attire. "Oh. You." Her frown deepened when she saw me. "Lou, you never said he was coming! Oh, hey, Haz." I walked over to her and ruffled her hair, knowing it would annoy the hell out of her. "Nice to see you too, Backdoors." She moved away from me, shooting me daggers. I laughed and plonked myself down next to Amanda. "Alright?" She put her magazine down and flipped onto her stomach. "Yeah. You?" Amanda is your regular cute girl. She's about 5'6, taller than Amy, slim and has a nice figure. Her hair is a dark brown, and her eyes are pretty much the same colour as her hair. Nothing out of this world, but still fit (i feel mean). I leaned over and switched on Lou's X-Box. "What is it today... Black ops?" Shelbey poped her head up, nodding and grinned at me, grabbing a controller. Since we've been hanging out more together, I've been making it my mission to teach Shelbey and Amanda how to play all of my favourite games. So far, they've been shit at all of them.
When we'd been playing to about half an hour, I heard Amy singing. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor with her guitar in her lap, her fingers moving quickly along the strings. Harry was messing around on the computer, and the sound he was producing was acting like a sort of backing track for Amy. The song was Drunk by Ed Sheeran, and somehow, she was making it sound nothing like the original. I've heard Amy sing loads of times, but somehow, this seemed different. She seemed so involved in the music, like nothing else mattered. I paused the game and just watched her, the others doing the same. I was transfixed on her face, her hands, her voice. Lou was watching her with a smile on his face, and Harry was tapping his fingers on the desk in time with the music. Once she was finished, she cleared her throat and put her guitar on the floor. "So... what do you think?" She asked, looking up at Louis and Haz. "That's amazing, Ams. You should definitely do that for Miss Locke. She'll love it." Amy grinned and high-fived Lou. "Yeah, it's really good, sounds great with the backing track too. Maybe make a few changes..." Harry said, already typing and clicking away. "That was really pretty, Ams." Said Zayn quietly, smiling at her. Well, I might as well join in. "Yeah, it was good." Where Zayn's comment had earned her a big smile, mine earned me a raised eyebrow. It wasn't often I complimented her, so why couldn't she just take it? Women.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. A message from Liam. I opened it, curious. "You guys, Liam's just texted me. He's having a party tonight at his, if we wanna go." Lou raised an eyebrow at me from where he sat on a beanbag on the floor. "Bit short notice isn't it?" I shrugged. "He said his parents have just gone out of town, he's got the house to himself." I looked over at Harry and Zayn who shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, why not? Liam's parties are always awesome." Harry had a point. Liam is one of the most popular guys in our year, apart from me of course, and his parties were always good ones. And by good I mean a shit tonne of alcohol, enough drugs to kill an elephant, fit girls and good music. I looked at Louis. "You in, Lou?" to which he considered. "Yeah, alright." Now just the girls. Amanda and Shelbey were now sitting up, looking excited. "You in, Ladies?" they nodded eagerly. "You too, Amy. You can stay at mine." Amy thought about it, looked at her friend's happy face, and shrugged. "'Kay then." I texted Liam back, and we all arranged to meet in the park at ten, and walk there together.
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I chucked my fag on the ground, squashing it beneath the heel of my shoe. I was ready and waiting for the other's on a bench in the park, wearing my usual attire of tight jeans, a t-shirt, leather jacket and trainers. Harry appeared, doing his flies up, from behind I bush where he'd been having a piss. "It's fucking freezing tonight!" He said, sitting down beside me. Suddenly Louis appeared up the road, wearing his usual quirky clothing. Tonight he was modelling a pair of jeans, along with an interesting bright hoody, both sleeves and the front pocket different colours. "Alright mate?" I said, as Lou came towards us, shivering. "Yeah, alright? I hope the girls don't take long. Fuck me, my balls are gonna freeze off!" Luckily, they didn't take that long. Amanda must've been like an icicle in her little black dress, I don't even think she was wearing tights. Her hair was curled into perfect ringlets, and a pair of red heels added a few inches to her height, which shelbey wearing a similar dress, however it was a deep blue and slightly frilled, paired with simple nude heels. On the other hand Amy was a completely different story. She was wearing black tights, denim shorts and a white lace top. Her hair was in a messy plait, tied with a scruffy lace ribbon. On her feet, she wore a weird pair of black wedge shoes with laces. Funny, that sort of outfit would look ridiculous on anyone else, but on Amy, well, it was just her. Different.
Amy went straight to Louis. "LouBoo, hold me!" she demanded, wrapping her arms around his waist, laughing Lou responded by wrapping his arms around her and, rubbing his hands along her arms. For some reason, I kind of wished it was me she'd gone to to warm her up. Like that would happen. Zayn had his arm around Amanda, who wasn't even wearing a jacket and Harry was to occupied in giving Shelbey his jacket. So that left me by myself. Forever alone. Yupp. That's me.
The party was as good as I'd thought it would be. Amy and Lou were doing pills pretty much as soon as we walked through the doors, so I had one for the hell of it. I was pissed after my seventh drink, and had completely lost track of all the others. My eyes then rested on Amy. Amy was sitting on a sofa alone, smoking a spliff, drink in hand. I've never known a girl make smoking weed look so sexy (urgh). I was about to go over to her, when that stupid dick faced twat Ashton walked up to her and lead her outside. Well, fuck. Looking around the room, still pretty high from the pills, I searched for someone I knew. The new girl from the other week. What was her name... Lulu..Lexi..lucy...Lucy. That was it. I walked over to her, turning on my best smile. I was drunk, high and couldn't find my friends, so I might as well get laid. "Hey, Lucy! How are you?" I asked, standing in front of her. I could tell by her wide eyes and relaxed expression that she was pretty drunk. Easy.
About fifteen minutes later, I was fucking her in Liam's parent's bedroom. I looked at the expression of pleasure on her face as I thrust into her. And all I could see in my mind was Amy's face, her expression of pleasure. Would she moan? Scream? Or would she be one of the quiet ones? Would she tell me to go faster, harder? Would she want to be on top? My climax hit me unexpectedly. I groaned as I came, thrusting into her one last time. I rolled off Lucy and lay down next to her, running a hand through my hair. What the actual fuck just happened? Did I really just cum over Amy? Fuck.
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i cant believe i wrote the last thing, i cringed so much im on the floor, godddd. anywayyy :)
