Can I dip? | Larry Stylinson

F o r t y - t h r e e

"Uh—Louis, Louis Tomlinson." Louis tightly smiles and puts out his hand for her to shake. She takes it and shakes it lightly. She fixes her dress and sighs, finally setting her sight on Louis.

"So, I think I've seen you in a movie somewhere—you an actor?" She asks as a waitress with a tray of drinks pass by her. She quickly grabs a glass with blue liquid. She chuckles.

"Sorry—I'm a bit of a drinker." She chugs the whole drink down her throat in a swift. Louis's eyes widen. She glances at him and shrugs. "Nothing to be concerned of. I only do this in parties." Louis shrugs.

"Anyways, back to the question—"

Louis now smirks, coughing and glancing to his side and back to Danielle. "I—uh-just got invited by a-a—friend. I'm not really a vip—if you know what I mean."

Danielle 'ohhs' and smirks, "well you do look like one." She licks her lips, peering up at him with her long lashes. Louis chuckles, "why do you think so?"

"Well—" Danielle steps nearer and places her index finger on Louis's collar. "I suppose you give off a bit of a sugar daddy vibe." She giggles way too hard, putting her lips closer to the shell of his ear. "And I really like it." Louis's breath hitches.

He's about to speak but gets cut off as someone taps his shoulder. He turns around and is faced by Zayn holding a martini, smiling. Louis rolls his eyes and looks back to check if Danielle is still there. He wants to get laid so bad—but like Harry isn't cooperating so maybe he should just go for a plan B for tonight.

"What?" Louis spits, making Zayn smile even more—for some weird reason.

"Perrie fucking Edwards is 5 meters away from me I'm fucking hard right now—"

Louis almost pulls his arm off as he drags Zayn to a corner, not before turning back to tell Danielle to wait for him. "Stop being fucking creepy—"

Zayn whines, "I can't help it, Jesus. She's there, fuck." Louis glances at the direction where Zayn is pointing at and Perrie Edwards is indeed there. She's wearing a gorgeous red dress and her hair falls on her shoulders. She seems like she's socialising with almost every single person here and it's making Zayn extremely nervous.

He really wants her to go talk to him—but then that possibility's suddenly gone as she goes to a secluded corner and sits beside a man with short blonde and curly hair. Zayn gasps and turns to Louis with an angered expression. "Wait—what the fuck? Who's that?" Louis perks up and glances around. He turns to Zayn once he couldn't spot what he's talking about. "There! She's with a guy." Zayn points, Louis looks and he rolls his eyes. "Calm down, it's probably her gay friend, no big—"

Then they start making out and Zayn's heart just broke right then and there. He looks at the couple while his heart is literally tearing up into two. He blanks out and sits down on a couch nearby. Louis looks at him in concern and shakes his head slowly.

Zayn continues blanking out for five minutes then he sighs. "I never fucking knew she had a boyfriend."

Louis crosses his arms around his chest, "people in the industry hide shit really good. Why are you even surprised?" Zayn groans, "I don't know! I'm not even in the mood right now. Just leave me alone." He waves him off and Louis just shrugs. He wanted to leave anyways.

He goes back to Danielle but then he spots Harry all alone sitting at the bar, ordering drinks. Louis quickly makes a decision and figures to approach Harry first since he's the priority.

He taps his shoulder and he turns around with a slight frown. Harry perks up and fixes his posture once seeing Louis. "Oh hi!"

Louis smiles, "hey, why are you here by yourself?"