Woot! Here we are with Chapter Two already, what the French toast ish this? :O This story is just so much fun to write, it is so silly and random, just like us. XD Hope you enjoy!
Warning: This Chapter Contains: a sex scene between two boys. ;) So be warned my pretties. <3
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Louis's P.O.V.
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"So, here is the deal newbies, you must stay with one of us at all time. Do not get lost, do not go somewhere without telling someone, do not ruin my life, do you understand?" Lucian asked while he fluff his red-ish coloured hair some, eyeliner already around his eyes and lip gloss already on his lips. He was wearing a tight black shirt and a pair of rainbow skinny jeans; he always had to look adorable I swear, if he didn't the world would not be right. Zayn was staring at Lucian, at slight look pained look painted on his face as Harry and Niall nodded their heads at Lucy, indicating they understood what he said while Lucian slipped a necklace on his neck. "Tonight I plan on getting with Cole or, at the very least, telling him that I find him sexually appealing, do I look sexy enough?" Zayn glared at Lucian as he stood up and walked to the closet, pulling out a baggie of joints, a bowl and baggie of marijuana, shoving everything into a pocket of his leather jacket. "What is his problem tonight?" Lucian asked as Zayn stomped out of the bedroom and jumping onto Ed's back, shoving his face into Ed's neck. I could see Zayn talking into Ed neck about something, I couldn’t hear it but I saw it, Lucian ignoring Zayn’s departure.
Once everyone was dressed we snuck out of the dorm building and towards the forest, jumping over roots and dancing crazily for no reason until we started hearing the music, loud and clear. Whistle by Flo Rida was playing and Lucian jumped on my back, singing it into my ear excitedly, soon our whole gang was singing it (except Niall and Harry, who stared at us funny). We arrived into the clearing and saw a huge group of boys all grinding on each other; Nikki was off to the side with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth, Niall and Harry had wide-eyed. “1D-er boys from 1D are here!” Zayn screamed loudly pulling out his stash he had in his pocket, handing me a joint before he went along to deliver more to people, smiling like a crack addict. I stuck my hand out to Liam, who always carried a lighter because of his fire addiction; we lit the joint up and passed it between us twice. Niall came out of no where and plucked it out of my fingers and took a drag from it, smirking at the shocked look on Liam’s face.
“This is neither my first party nor my first joint boys, I am going to go and dance with all those boys, maybe do kegs stand. WAHOO!” Niall said running off into the ‘dance’ area and forced Johnny Marshall to grind on him, Harry just stood behind us.
“I’ve never been to a party before, more of a solo type of lad, meself.” Harry said moving up to stand in-between Liam and me, smiling slightly the both of us, reaching for the joint I was holding again. “Can I try it?”
“It’s betteh to shot gun it the first time, I’ll do it with you, it’s fun, I promise.” Liam said taking the joint and taking a large drag of it, holding it in as he passes the joint back to me, then he grabbed Harry’s chin in one hand. He pulled Harry’s face to his and forcefully parted his lips before breathing the smoke into Harry’s mouth, allowing him to breathe it in. “See, it’s fun, Zayn did it for me the first time.” Harry slowly exhaled the second hand smoke before smiling lazily at Liam, the marijuana wasn’t working yet, I think he was just self satisfied that he tried pot. I saw Lucian talking to Cole, swirling a piece of his hair around a finger, not a few feet away the Zayn was glaring at the pair.
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Zayn’s P.O.V
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