Harrys POV:
Once we raced to the bar, I found a girl. Blue lights bounced off the place, musky fog came from the room, making it hard to see where you were stepping. The bar was full of tons of people having a good time and all they smelled like sweat. Vampires can smell sweat, easily. People, dancing, sweating, and building energy. People who are moving, get there blood pulse up. I'm craving boy right now, not girls for a snack. Yes, there is a difference.
I flipped my curls, and walked to a browned haired quiff ocean eyed man. He was wearing a tight, blue striped shirt with black suspenders. His red pants blended into the carpet on the wall. He actually smelled good, not sweaty as others. He laughed to him friends he was talking to, and scratched his neck. My hand slowly formed into a fist, and let it go. I can't eat a poor innocent guy I meet at the bar, I couldn't. I walked closer to him, and he gained my presents
"We'll hello" he greeted and smiled" Hey" I tried to say sexy, and his face expression told me he thought it was.
I stared at him and he stared at me
"I'm Harry" I said
He nodded
"I'm Louis, Louis Tomblinson" he said and smiled at me
His other friend waddled around the bar drunk.
He waved his empty small see threw glass cut
"Want to get a shot?" He asked
I rolled my eyes "I don't drink" I said to him
He frowned and looked at his Tom shoes
"You didn't let my finish" I said. He lifted his head up and starred. I signed.
"But I guess today is your lucky night" I said
He squealed and dragged me to the counter.
The 20-25 year old man walked up with a happy smile
"What'ill be today boys?" He asked and crinkled his nose.
I looked up at Louis who already had another idea.
"We'll have 2 shots" he said and put up two fingers.
He nodded and got them. He set them on the table the strong smell reminding me I haven't drank since Michael Jackson in the 80's.
I swirled it around and hesitated.
Louis grabbed his, and drank it down. He set it on the table and wiped his mouth with his hand. Even though it wasn't manner like, if was still cute.
"Refreshing" he said and ordered another one for me and him.
"Yeah gonna drink both of those?" He asked kind of dazed
I looked down at my drink, uncertain, and rolled my shoulders and thought 'Whatever
I chugged down the beer, chocking on its way down.
"Hah, better?" He asked
I nodded and chugged my other one down.
After ordering about 5 more, I had enough. I knew it was a bad idea! i felt dazed and drunk. I was a drunk vampire, not able to control myself
"Louis?" I asked
He turned around and smiled
"Yes Hazza?" He asked and laughed
"Ph, my named not Hazza" I laughed "that's a funny name" I giggled "Hazza" I laughed.
I sat on the couch by Louis and played with his hair.
"Wanna hear a secret?" Louis whispered into my ear
I nodded out of control of my head
"Yeah" I said a little to fast
"Ok, but you promise to keep it a secret?" He asked
I giggled and smiled
"Just for you, Louis, just for you" I said and played with my thumbs
"I'm gay, and I haven't told anybody but you. And I'm attracted" he whispered slowly and bit his lip at the word attractive.
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