Do I Wanna Know? (Troyler) [ON HOLD]

Desire

I approached the club, weary of what's going on behind the doors. Zander had finally texted me the location, and I had been driving around for 30 minutes waiting for his reply. When I finally turned onto the street it was dark and the only place lit up was the club. I stuffed my phone in my pocket and hopped out of my now parked car into the cold air of the night. Zander could have at least told me to bring a friend or someone to walk me in, I thought as I ran to the entrance.
Finally strutting into to the warm club, feeling slightly more comfortable. I pushed through the packed club, searching for my friends. Sometimes being tall had its perks. My eyes scanned over the never moving mass of club-goers. Finally, my eyes settled on Zoe, Zander, Marcus, Caspar, Louise, & Alfie. As I stumbled over to my group, I noticed a slightly familiar face. A purple-haired boy sat on Caspar's lap, clearly drunk. His slurred words and high pitched laugh rang throughout the tiny building. Everyone eyed Caspar, warning him to keep his boyfriend under control. I squeezed into the booth as a chorus of "Hi Troye"s rang out. As everyone continued their previous conversations, I stared at the purple haired boy trying to figure out where I had seen him before. My mind instantly flashed back to this morning. Starbucks. I mentally face-palmed myself, thinking back to when he caught me staring.
Ugh, I needed alcohol, and soon. I was under-age, but this place didn't ID. I wiggled my way out of the booth and made my way to the bar. The welcoming smile of the bartender greeted me as I plopped down onto an awaiting stool.
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"Sugar, thats enough for tonight." The bartender drawled out. I had been at bar for an hour, drinking non-stop. Everything looked hazy and a comfortable warmth had settled over my body. I hopped down off the stool searching for my friends. I looked at the booth they were just at and they were no where to be found. Fuck it. I smiled as I waded into the crowd, searching for a dance partner. My wandering eyes made contact with a pair of aquamarine irises. A smile played on the strangers lips and his eyes sparkled, both beckoning me to his side. I pushed through the crowd, quickly arriving at my destination.
All common sense flew out the window as I felt the boy with the lilac hair grind against me. The music soon took over as danced, never once breaking eye contact. I felt his lips brush against mine, and his hand slowly feel it's way down my skinny body. I felt my member begin to harden as a hand brushed over it. Smiling, I brought my hand down gave his dick a slight squeeze. I let my hand sit, so I could feel him harden underneath my touch. He moaned and looked down at my hand. I removed it from his crotch and I used it to guide his lips to mine. He kissed me hungrily, signaling he wanted more than a kiss. I pulled away, grabbed his hand, and led him out the door to my car. Tonight was going to be fun.
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