Teach Me How To Dance

Chapter 5

Hey guys! Here's a chapter! I hope you like it! Tell me what you think! Enjoy the chapter! xxx

Oh, and one quick little note! The last chapter was about a week and a half after they first met the boys! So they've basically known the guys for about two weeks(:

(ADDED IN 2014: This chapter refers to a lot of old One Direction jokes. I am forever sorry.)

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"Are you trying to get me drunk?" I winked at Harry as he bought me my first drink of the night.

He smiled his award winning grin, "Maybe...maybe not."

I took the beer and Harry and I met up with everyone else.

Liam laughed, "I didn't know you were a drinker!"

I cocked an eyebrow, "Whoa, don't make it sound like I'm some alcoholic!"

Everyone else, except Liam, got a drink from the bar, and we sat down in a booth.

"So..." I asked during an awkward silence.

"Carrots!" Louis yelled.

Harry mumbled, "I like to walk around naked."

I wondered if he knew that we could hear him.

"Wait, just to clarify here, North Carolina is south of New York?" Bailey questioned. Why would she bring that up again? She was trying to embarrass herself, I swear.

"Yes!" We all told her simultaneously.

Jade laughed, "There's only one way to break the awkwardness here."

"Please, share!" Niall exclaimed.

"We have to drink our way out of it!" 

We all took down several shots. I don't have the best tolerance, so I was completely done.

"Nialler! Let's dance!" I said, stroking his face. I had absolutely no tolerance for alcohol. Yup, I was one hundred percent drunk.

Lucky for me, so was he. He tapped my nose, "Okay!"

We started dancing like idiots, and there were definitely people staring. I took a picture of us.

"Smile! Say please!" I held up my phone, slurring my words.

"Don't you mean cheese?" Niall slurred back, laughing.

"I wanna take a picture!" Harry came running over to us, getting in the picture.

"Say please!" I said again.

"Please!" Harry yelled out.

Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake came on. 

"I'm bringing sexy back, yeah!" I started to sing along, dancing crazily. I was definitely going to regret this later.

"Cal!" Bailey dragged out, coming over to my side. She slurred, "Less dance!"

We danced for nearly the rest of the night, drowning ourselves in alcohol. I was not a heavy drinker, so I was well past my maximum limit of drinks. I lived in New York City, but that did not mean I partied every single night. If anything, I partied less than someone living in the countryside of Kansas.

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I woke up the next morning with possibly the worst hangover...ever. My head was pounding like someone was knocking on it with a hammer. My whole body was tingling, and it felt the opposite of pleasant. I hated hangovers. I didn't even remember anything about the night before except for the fact that I got extremely drunk at some pub.