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Cleo's P.O.V
Once we're inside, the music is booming, making me feel the beat through my chest. The house litters with people everywhere, grinding against each other and making out all over the place. A few girls snap around staring at me and I look away, following Niall as he tugs on my hand gently for me to follow him.
"Niall, she's hot mate! She yours or you just met her?" The guy with black hair nudges Niall. This guy is completely wasted.
"She's mine." I look at him and he glares at the guy. A few more guys come over with their girlfriends and sit against the stools that they have up against the bar. For this to be a frathouse, it's so fancy and big. Niall begins talking with his guy friends, letting me still on the stool, while he stands next to me. I turn around and ask the obvious underage man to get me a water.I get the water bottle, bringing it up to my lips. A few of the guys walk off with their girls to go dance against each other on the floor. The guy next to me waves at Niall and Niall waves back.
"Can I have a sip?" He gestures to my water bottle that I'm holding in my hands. I nod and he tilts his head back gulping the water down. He hands it back to me more than halfway full. A song with a heavy upbeat bass comes on and Niall tries to pull me off of the stool to dance.
I tug his hands to me and he opens my legs to stand between them.
"Come dance with me." He asks more in a command way.
He licks his lips and presses them to mine. I laugh during the kiss and he grabs my hands, bringing me off of the stool and to my feet, breaking the kiss.
He walks backwards, with his fingers between mine bringing us to the dance floor. He twirls me around like a princess and I land with my back against his chest.
I watch how the other girls move against their guys and I copy their movements. Niall laughs and I feel his chest vibrate against my back. His hands travel up to my hips, bringing me closer to him as I roll my body in the same motions as the other girls.
When the girl that I was copying leaves the dance floor to go to the bar, my movements get abstract and Niall turns me around, holding my hips still.
"Just follow the beat." He instructs me, pulling us closer together so our stomachs together. A sweaty drunk couple dance next to us, flinging their arms everywhere. We scoot over a bit so they wouldn't hit us.
"Just roll your hips." His warm breath fans over my face at our close contact. There are people flooding everywhere and people bump into us because it's so crowded.
I nod, grind my hips in Niall's, looking into his eyes. His lips meet mine as I roll my hips against his again.
"Turn around." He says in my ear. I let my body go to the beat of the music. I feel him place a kiss to my neck and I giggle. Niall's hips grind against mine, both of us going at the same pace of the beat.
His face buries itself into my neck and I tug on his hair as we grind together. The beat in the music slows down and we do the same. As well do other couples. The slow rhythm of our hips rolling into each other is teasing us both.
"C-Cleo," He strains in my ear, his hips still rolling into mine. I know that sound. He's about to reach his high just from us dancing against each other. We obviously can't have sex here because I feel like it's unsanitary to do it in a place I've never been to before.
"Don't go yet," I turn around tugging him upstairs.
We get to the top of the stairs to see it less crowded up here. He presses me against the wall, grinding his hips into mine.

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