Styling Styles || h.s.

Chapter 2

{Dani's POV}

"I dare you to make out with Dani." Louis smirked. I shrugged, walking over to him and sitting on his lap. I kissed him passionately, the kiss deepening immediately, his hand gripping my right breast.

"Okay, don't have sex, people." Louis said, making the whole group laugh. I rolled my eyes, getting up winking at Curly, and sat back down next to Kylie.

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I was dancing to the music with Kylie, making guys wolf whistle.

"Girls!" A feminine voice scolded, making us stop. "Don't dance on each other, dance on poles!"

We giggled, running up to the stage. Tons of cheers echoed the club, making me smile. I put a $50 bill in my bra, which is still the only thing I'm wearing, and danced.

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After I was worn out from dancing, I was passing out drinks for them.

"A whiskey at table 7." Billy said. I nodded, taking the bottle, and walking over to table 7. I put the bottle down, and walked away, until someone grabbed my arm. I exhaled, turning around with a fake smile. 

"Yes?"

"Come home with me." Harry grumbled.

"I'm afraid I can't, sorry hun." I said, walking away. I head a gun click.

"Come home with me before your whole family job and friends die." He said. I widened my eyes.

"I'll be right b-back.." I stuttered, rushing to Billy.

"Yes?" He asked.

"C-Can I go home now?" 

"Sure, love. Thanks for the help."

"Welcome, BIlly." I walked back to table 7 cautiously, and once I sat down, he got up.

"C'mon, Dani, let's go." He winked.

"Alright." I mumbled, walking with him. His hand trailed down my body until it reached my bum, guiding us out into an alley.

"You know, you look pretty badass with that band-aid." He mentioned. 

Okay, than..

"And that's pretty fucking sexy." He started kissing my neck, making me moan, my hands tangling in his curls. His kisses came up and up, until it reached my mouth. He started kissing me, and the funny thing is, I kissed him back.

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Authors Note

I did it. I just wanted (something sixty nine, but) three hundred sixty nine words on my chapter. Ta-da.