Louis' POV
We enter club and the music is blaring and the lights are flashing.
"Let's get mortaled!" Billie shouts in a Geordie accent, it's really good.
"Are you sure your not actually a Geordie?" I ask her.
"My mum and dad are Geordies but my accent has washed off from living down south" She tells me.
We walk to the bar and order the strongest drinks. We down them all and order five more, each.
When their all gone were quit drunk. Me and Billie stumble over to the dance floor and it's an ok song then blame by Calvin Harris comes on. We pelt the words and we start dancing. Billie starts getting more and more drinks for me and her, were really drunk now. A song comes on and it has an amazing beat. Billie starts grinding on my crotch and I'm trying so hard not to, well, get hard.
We have loads more drinks and everyone is absolutely pissed. Billie isn't drunk enough to tell what mood she's in. She slams her lips into mine and straight away puts her tongue in my mouth, my lips start to move along with hers and I know how this night is going to end.
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We stumble in Billies dorm and over to the bed, never breaking the kiss. The only time we pull away is when she lifts my shirt over my head, she unzips her dress and lets it slide down her perfectly tanned, silk skin, revealing her in her bra and knickers, their pink lace.
"Wow, those are...hot" I struggle for words.
I unclasp her bra and she stops.
"I though you liked it?" She pouts like a child.
"I do, but unfortunately it looks better on the floor" I smirk and she steps out of her knickers.
Our lips reconnect and it's full of lust. I lay her down on the bed and hover over her, my breath fanning her face. I pull out a condom and she stops me.
"I'll put that on" She says in a seductive tone, I fucking love it when she puts condoms on me.
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Kelly's POV
I wake up to a pounding, who the fuck is that? I realise that the pounding is in my head. I drank way too much last night, that's the affect that Billie has on you. She loves banter and having a laugh but everyone has to have a hangover the next morning. I roll over and smile at Niall cuddled up, he's so cute. I kiss him on the cheek and he wakes up.
"Hey" I smile.
"Hey" He smiles back.
"I'm going to the dorm, you coming?" I ask. He nods and I put on some baggy clothes, I have a few of my stuff here at Nialls because I'm always over here.
When we get to the dorm Billie and Louis are fast asleep. I smile at them cuddled up together. I see a used condom on her bedside table, even though there's no need, Billies on the pill, they don't need a condom.
Me and Niall sit on the bed and try to whisper. We're doing a good job until Ellie and Liam burst in with a McDonald's bag.
"What the actual fuck is pissing wrong with you" Billie groans and sits up, I start laughing because her hair is wild, it's on her face, sticking up everywhere, thick, big, it's so funny.
"Li, pass me that bag" Ellie tells Liam to hand her the other McDonald's bag, it had Billies special order in it.
"Boo, can you find me my trackies" Billies asks Louis.
He finds them and she puts them on along with a baggy top.
"I guess we're not going to classes today" Niall shrugs.
Billie gives him a weird stare.
"What?" He asks.
"It's teacher training day" She states the obvious, sometimes Nialls so stupid.
"Hey, why don't I take you to Newcastle this weekend" Billie says, eating her food.
"I'd love that" Ellie nods.
"I meant Louis" Billie laughs, she's in a good mood considering she's got a hangover.
"I'd love that" Louis smiles and kisses her on the lips, their so cute together.
(Hey guys, thanks for all the reads, this is only a short chapter I know but I was tired, I will do a long one the next time, my updating schedule will be: Monday's, Wednesday's, Friday's, and sometimes Sunday's love you all so much, bye x)
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