Liam’s POV
I awoke to the sound of snoring. Did Danielle come over? Oh who am I kidding? She left me. She says I stopped being fun. Excuse me for acting mature. I turned over to see brown hair. Who was this? I couldn’t have gotten drunk, I don’t drink. Maybe I blacked out. Or I hit my head. As the person turned over I saw Louis’ face
“Mate? What the bloody hell are you doing in my bed?” I said, causing him to jump.
“Carrots…” he mumbled. He opened his eyes staring at me. “What am I doing in here? Where’s the jumbo carrot?”
“No time to joke around. What happened last night?” I asked, all of a sudden my head began to hurt. “Why does my head hurt?”
“You hit your head when you fell when we went to,” he stopped wide eyed. “Oh my. We couldn’t have. I don’t remember leaving.”
I looked at him. What the hell just happened? “Are you going to tell me?’
He sat up. He had no shirt on. He peeked underneath the covers. “I think we…” Louis trailed off. “Check yourself.”
I looked at my body. Nothing but my birthday suit. “Did we?”
“Yes my mature friend we did.” He laughed.
“This is not funny! I wanted to lose my virginity, and remember!” I yelled.
“You’ve never done it?” Louis said to me. I nodded.
“Nope I was waiting for the right girl, not guy.” I said.
“I bet you enjoyed it. Hey what’s that red stuff on your arm?” Louis asked. As soon as I touched my arm, it began to sting.
“Ow!” I said. “Did you scratch me?”
“Either that or your pillow is hiding hands from you.” He smiled.
“Could you be serious for once? This is not a laughing matter.” I said.
“Yes it is. Drunken mistake.” He said. “On my part. I don’t know about you.”
“I probably hit my head and can’t remember what I did yesterday. I guess it’s normal.” I said as I got up. “We are to never speak of this. Ever.”
“I won’t if you won’t.” he said. “Just know this. You are not my carrot queen. I need a girl for that.”
I shook my head. “I don’t want to be your carrot- wait- why are we talking about this?” I looked down.
“Just don’t get confused.” He said.
“Says the guy that asked where the jumbo carrot was.” I muttered.
“Says the guy that claims he didn’t enjoy himself.” He retorted. He got dressed and walked out.
What happened yesterday? The last thing I remember was waking up and going to the bathroom to fix my hair. But that wasn’t yesterday. It was Thursday. What the hell?
Louis POV
Shit. I blew it. At least he didn’t remember anything. I feel bad about drugging him and then taking him to the club. I had it all planned out too. I was going to get tipsy, so I looked drunk, and then I was to sleep with Liam. I sound like an idiot. I’m not gay, but I like Liam. Ever since the episode of Spin the Harry, Liam just became attractive. Too bad he doesn’t feel that way about me. I’m a tosser. There’s no doubt about it.
I looked at myself in the mirror in the bathroom. I should just tell him. I would be a better friend. If I told him, he would hate me. I rather fancy him without him knowing. My phone rang, snapping my out of my thoughts.
“Hello?” I said.
“Hey boo, where are you?” it was Harry.
“I’m at Liam’s flat. I don’t know why I am here, but I am. Liam isn’t feeling so well, and you saw when he fell in the club, so I’m just gonna make sure he wakes up before I return.” I said.
“He is rubbing off on you.” Harry teased. “You might become sonny direction.”
“If I was there I would kick you in your balls. That was terrible.” I said joking. “I gotta go bye!” I hung up before he could finish talking.
I grabbed the door knob. I can’t leave yet. What would Liam think? As if right on cue he came downstairs.
“Lou, aren’t you going to go to your flat? Harry could be worried.” He said.
“H-H-He already called.” I stuttered. Why did he always make me stutter? Probably because he had no shirt on. That is usually the problem.
“What did you tell him?” he asks.
I opened my mouth but closed it. If I said something, it could be something that I’m thinking. If I don’t say anything, he would become mad. I decided to only say short answers.
“I told him I was here.” I said playing with my shirt.
“And he said?” Liam said waiting for my answer.
“Okay. He said okay.” I said.
“I know it was awkward, but you don’t have to try to ignore me.” he said.
I wasn’t trying to ignore you! You make me say stupid things. God, I’m an idiot.
“Li, I’m not trying to ignore you.” I said following him around the flat. “I just can’t believe it happened.”
He looked at me. I hated when he stared into my eyes. I would stare back, letting his brown eyes melt into mine. This is the reason why I can’t talk when it’s just me and him. If looks could kill, I would have died the first time when I laid eyes on him.
“Then why did you just give me short answers?” Liam said still staring into my eyes.
“I didn’t know what to say so,” I said, still staring into his eyes. If I ever get lost, all I have to do is stare in his brown eyes and I’ll find my way.
“Oh. Well you should go. Harry is probably worried.” He said. I didn’t want to, but I could tell that there was some tension between us. As I grabbed the door knob, I waved, getting one last look.
You Tommo, are in some serious Payne.

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Your Love Is My Drug (A Lilo fan fic)
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