"So you ready? Taxi's here" My bestfriend Sophie asked.
"Yeah, let's go!" I replied, we were off on a night out. We sort of had too since we were both single and we hadn't been out in a while.
We headed out of the door and jumped into the taxi. We told the man where we were going, he nodded and drove towards our destination.
We were there within 10 minutes, I handed the man a ten pound note, told him to keep the change, thanked him and we both hopped out. We walked into the club, all the young women looked excited. I was confused and so was Sophie.
We walked down the steps, the club was under ground. I realised it was quite a big club once we got in there. I also realised it was packed with people. We headed over to the bar and ordered our drinks. We got our drinks and headed over to the dance floor. We found a spot and we began drinking and dancing.
After about 6 drinks I was very drunk. While dancing I suddenly felt some arms snake around my waist and started dancing and grinding against me. I turned around, drunk and confused. Harry Styles was stood there, with his arms around my waist. I was shocked, but I acted natural. I put my head into his neck, I began dancing against him. After dancing for about half an hour, he lifted my chin, he lightly kissed me. He whispered into my ear "Shall we get out of here?"
I slowly took his hand and he walked out of the club and I followed.
As we were waiting for a taxi, Harry was stood behind me with his arms around my waist. Kissing my neck every few seconds and lightly nibbling the sensitive skin.
Finally a taxi appeared. We both hopped in the back and we both decided we would go to my flat. I told the man the address. My voice was probably quite slurred but I think he understood. I guess he was used to drunk people.
We soon arrived at my flat, I opened the door and I walked straight into my bedroom. I giggled and Harry pushed me straight on to the bed. He leaned down over me and began kissing me softly. His hand tickling up and down my thigh making me fidget and wriggle around. He laughed at my silliness.
He began to take off my dress, kissing my stomach and thighs as he did. His green eyes staring right into my blue ones. He pulled off his top, revealing his tattoos. They were beautiful. Just like him. The beautiful ink lines forming the shape of a beautiful butterfly on his stomach. He pulled off his skinny jeans, we got under the quilt. It was calm for a second. Until Harry rolled onto of me biting and sucking on the soft skin of my neck.
Harry pulled down his boxers, he looked back up at me for my permission. I nodded slightly and widened my legs. He quickly entered me and I screamed out. I felt pain, but it felt good. He pulled himself in and out of me, he quickly picked up the speed. I moaned his name, until he finally stopped. We were both out of breath. That was incredible.
I turned over with my back to Harry, I felt him as he pulled me towards him. We were cuddled up and cosy. I quickly fell asleep.
I woke up with a banging head ache, I sat up to see a note on the pillow next to me, I knew it must of been off Harry.
'Hi, I never found out your name. But I had to leave early for an interview sorry x'
The whole memories of last night came flooding back. Then I remembered the one vital thing.
Did we use protection?
