Teenage Dirtbag ~Punk One Direction AU~

Chapter 14

|Fallon's P.O.V|

 "So, I really just want to fuck him." 

I choke on my mouth-full of my  hot chocolate at Dallas' words. I laugh then reply, "I'm honestly surprised Louis and you haven't fucked yet." 

Dallas nods from the passenger seat, agreeing, "Yeah, I know. He's just SO fit. Do you think he thinks I'm fit? Wait, does he just not want to have sex with me because he doesn't think I'm attractive enough? Is that why we haven't done anything more than snog?" 

Jesus, she's starting to sound like me.

I take another sip of my hot chocolate, before setting it down in the cup holder next to Dallas' latte. Dallas and I are currently on our way to Andy's, one of Liam's friends, house for a party. Dallas and i both dressed in different sweaters, skinny jeans, vans, and Dallas was wearing her leather jacket over her sweater. I even decided to curl my long hair into loose curls. Dallas just has her long, blonde hair straighten like usual.

I glance at my phone, which was currently on GPS with Andy's address programmed in. I turn right. 

"Don't worry Dallas, I'm sure he thinks you're sexy. I mean, who wouldn't, right? Maybe he's just waiting for the right time. Trying to make it all romantic and whatnot. Or, maybe Louis doesn't know if you're ready to have sex yet, what if he's waiting for you to make the first move?" 

Dallas laughs and nods, "Yeah. But you are right, I'm damn sexy!" 

About ten minutes later, we pull up to a two-story, grungy house. There are cars and motorcycles parked all over the yard and on the sides of the street. I see Liam's Range Rover in the yard and go and park next to it. 

When we get inside the house, music was already blaring and the smell of alcohol was strong. Dallas grabs my arm and pulls me through the crowd in the living room, towards the kitchen where I can see Harry's familiar mop of curls. 

"Fucking move." Dallas yells at a couple slags that stand in the kitchen doorway. They give Dallas a look but move and go upstairs. We reach Harry and all the other boys, including Julianna, Stevie, and Perrie. 

Louis grins and pulls Dallas in for a deep kiss. I turn towards the girls. 

"Hey, good to see you again Perrie." I shout over the music, smiling at Perrie. She's just as gorgeous as I remember, maybe even more so. 

Perrie smiles and nods before shouting back, "Good to see you too Fallon! I like your shoes!" 

I glance down at my leopard print shoes I just bought last week. "Thanks!" 

"Do you want a drink?" Perrie looks around, then smiles "Hey, Zayn! Get Fallon a drink!" 

Zayn smirks and goes to the fridge to grab me out a beer. I make a face, since I'm not a very big fan of beer, but take the can from Zayn anyway. Zayn goes to stand near Perrie, and wraps his tattoo-covered arm around her small waist. Those too are probably the most beautiful couple ever. I could never tell Zayn that though, because every time Dallas and I call him beautiful, which he is, he gets angry and starts going on some rant about how he's a man or whatever. 

I glance over towards Louis and Dallas, but see that they're both gone. In their place is Liam and Stevie, in a quite heated snog. I feel my cheeks burn and look away quickly when Liam's hand slides down underneath Stevie's leather skirt. Why, I-. I just don't understand PDA. Like, I understand a kiss or maybe a snog, but not putting your hands into each others pants! I just can't ever imagine letting my boyfriend do anything like that in front of any people! Not like I have to worry about that. . .