If I'm Louder... Would You See Me?

Dirty Dancing and Hot Pants.

The music thudded through the floor as I walked towards the shutdown warehouse. I could feel every muscle urge to move and dance. I ran my hand along the graffiti covered walls as I headed towards the elevator. The music got louder and louder, the elevator doors slid open and I welcomed myself in, pressing the up button.

"Wait!" A familiar voice cried, Kellin dashed into the elevator. I punched him playfully in the arm.

"You weren't thinking of going to dance without me?" Kellin says, resting against the elevator wall. I scoff.

"You just want to perve on me, don't you?" I ask, Kellin smirks at my silent question. I match his smirk and he places an arm against the elevator wall at the side of my head, leaning close. I stick my tongue out at him and duck under his arms and out of the elevator. My dance crew waves and goes back to practising the routine. The leader, Dan, approaches me.

"We have a show tonight at the club around the corner. Hey Kellin." Dan says, ruffling his dirty blonde hair. Kellin smiles cheesily.

"Cool, what do I have to wear?" I mouth. Dan hands me a tight black cropped top along with some black hot pants. I smile, I can show off my stomach piercing.

"Get dressed, we have to be there at nine." Dan says, and goes back to the group. I get dressed and climb into the Dan's van, he started it up and the music was blasting at a loud volume.

Kellin hugged me before entering the club through the front. I fixed up the laces to my high top converses and dashed after everyone else.

"Introducing: The 7.69!" The announcer shouts, I hold back a giggle and dash onto the stage waving and cheering. Me and Dan start together, our hips pressed together. The music starts and we move unbelievably. Me, which is unfortunately the only girl doing the performance tonight, had to go down and dance with the audience. I jumped off the stage and grinded against some guys, who grinded against me in return. I approach a curly haired boy with bright green eyes. He placed a hand on the small of my back and we grinded against each other. He was hot, I'd give him that. I gave him a kiss on the cheek before moving over to Kellin. He gave me a goofy smile before I grinded against him. I slid down his body and he flicked me back up, my hair flew everywhere and our foreheads were pressed together. The moment was heated, definitely, Kellin told me he had feelings for me, but I wasn't sure if I had feelings for him in return. The way my heart was thudding now, I was sure I had them for him. It was probably just the way the adrenaline rushes through my while I dance. I peck him on the cheek and grind through the crowd again. I go to the bar and approach a blonde boy. He turns his head towards me and smiles, his blue eyes twinkled in the club lights, if I knew him, I wouldn't be able to recognize him. He places his hands gently on my waist as I grind against him, the electric shocks his finger tips were sending through my body drove me crazy. I kissed him once on the lips and headed back up on stage. When I was on stage, Dan came up behind me and I swayed my hips as he had his hands on them. The music stopped and Dan and I were in a position where his lips were centimeters away from my neck and my crotch area was pressed against his. The crowd cheered and we left to head backstage, Kellin met us around there and I let out a silent squeal before jumping into his arms. Kellin laughed and set me down, his face suddenly turned all serious.

"I'm going to try something, if you don't want it to happen again, tell me and it won't." Kellin says. I raise an eyebrow as Kellin places his hands on my waist and edges closer, his lips pressed gently against mine and I pulled away, blushing.

"No... or..?" Kellin hesitated. I smile.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time." I mouth, Kellin smirks and tucks a lock of hair behind my ear.

"Good." He grabs my hand and kisses me on the cheek. "Now, come on, let's dance."

Niall's P.O.V

Who was that girl? She was the only girl from the 7.69, and she chose to dance with me out of hundreds of people, surely she didn't know I was Niall Horan. It was too dark for her to see me properly, she could've been Louis for all I know, he would've played a trick like that.

"Niall! How was that girl? She was hot!" Harry called, of course, she danced with him before me, and he had gotten fairly into it, but she had whizzed away before he could try anything.

"Yeah she was, yeah." I say, remembering the quick kiss on the lips, I spotted her in the crowd with another guy. They were grinding more inappropriately than she did when she grinded with random people. They were definitely together, which made me think the kiss was all for show. Who am I kidding? Of course it was.

"You alright Nialler?" Harry asks, taking a seat at the bar next to me. I don't know why I agreed to come to the club, Harry asked Louis and he came, but I had no idea where he was, I decided to come too, Zayn and Liam were too boring for me. Way too boring.

"Yeah, just tired." I lied, to be honest, I was kind of bored here too. But I would never tell Harry that.

"Come on, let loose, dance with some..." Harry watched as the dancer girl walked past. ".... hot chicks, bye Niall." Harry said, slithering off to the dancer. I sighed and took a swig of beer.

"I have a feeling this is going to be a long night." I muttered to myself.

Kaitlyn's P.O.V

I turned around to see the curly-haired and green eyed boy looking at me.

"Hey, what's your name?" He asks.

"Kaitlyn." I mouth, he seems to have understood what I said, good. The boy stuck out his hand.

"I'm Harry." He says, wiggling his eyebrows. I blushed, when I'm dancing, I'm not shy at all, but as soon as I'm not, I blush at every freaking thing. I shake his hand and he pulls me to him, my hands are on his chest. I gasp and blush again.

"Like to dance?" He asks.

"I suggest you let her go." Kellin's voice came. Harry let go and held his hands up defensively.

"Sorry, I didn't know she had a boyfriend." Harry says and retreats. I check the time and it's already twelve.

"Kellin we have school tomorrow." I remind him, he sighs.

"Not if I mysteriously break my leg and demand you look after me." Kellin says, ruffling my hair.

"I'm not making you a sandwich, ever."