Blue eyed Boy - Nouis (Mpreg boyxboy)

Chapter 19 - Party time

~ Niall ~

It's my birthday today, which means that I'm now 19. Which was exciting for me at least, I honestly planned a night out at a club somewhere. Where I could just chill with my mates and drink a bit, get drunk and have a good time.

I think that's what we're doing away, Lou said he'd get us into some club where we could have the VIP section to ourselves basically. The club would still be open to the public, I hope they will all be too drunk to actually notice us.

It was nearing the time when Louis and Harry would arrive, they were renting a simple black minivan which Louis' head bodyguard would drive. Several other guards would be coming along to protect us just incase someone was to indeed recognize us and started a rampage.

A car horn beeps outside the flat, I've been ready and dressed for half an hour now. I walk out with only the flat keys in my hands, Zayn brings his own set just incase. I walk towards the minivan and watch as my boyfriend slides the door open. He looks absolutely stunning; hair messy and not styled the way it normally is, a grey sweeter that looks to big for him, a tight pair of blue jeans on his legs, making his thighs seem bigger and if they're that tight on the front, then his bum would look amazing.

He greets me with a warm smile and and a sweet kiss, which I smile into.

"Hey babe," he says when I pull away.

"Hi, you look amazing." I say back to him, looping my arms around his shoulders.

"You look better,"

"No, you look the best,"

"No, it's you,"

"It's you babe,"

"Niall-"

"Stop being disgustingly cute." Zayn says as he stands at the door of the car.

"You're even worse," I retort.

"No I'm not," he replies defensively

"That's not what I got from the chat you two had earlier 'stop being so cute. You're an adorable idiot. Babe stop, you're making me blush.'" I imitate, trying to imitate Zayn's accent. Zayn blushes, I'll take that as victory.

"Come on then, let's get this party started!" Harry shouts and we all laugh as we pile into the van, head ending off to my party.

It was an amazing at the club, the music was blasting around us. The shots kept coming and there were more body shots, I'm starting to enjoy them.

I was drunk, I was so drunk that the world kept spinning no matter what I did. Louis was the same, we were all drunk. And then I was on Louis' lap, kissing him, hands all over each others body's. Feeling, touching, moving.

I was everywhere, we were everywhere. I don't even know how we got home, but we were home. In Louis' flat I think. We were still touching, still feeling each other. Who ever let us stay together was an idiot, but they weren't at the same time.

Everything felt so good, it was all so good. Nothing made sense after that, I could see Louis above me, his loving eyes looking down on me after, remembered a soothing touch cleaning me up. It was wonderful, and I wasn't scared.

We both drifted off to sleep, hands held tightly between us.