After Katherine left for her bachelorette party, I waited for the boys.
When they arrived, we headed down to the basement to play pool and have some drinks.
"Why didn't you let us get you strippers?" Liam whined.
"Because I didn't want them," I answered, "and you'd enjoy it more than I would."
He smirked, "I would."
"Katherine wouldn't like it if I did that, especially if we had strippers in the house," I chuckled.
"They're at a strip club right now," Harry said.
"How do you know?" I turned around to face him.
"Katherine texted me. I asked her what they were up to."
"Why?"
"Louis, you know me and Katherine are best friends."
"I know, it's just, a strip club doesn't sound like a place she would want to go."
"It was probably Poppy's idea," Liam laughed.
"We should go out," Niall suggested.
"I don't want to go to a strip club," I said.
"We don't have to go to a strip club. We could just go to a regular club or something."
"That sounds fun," Zayn said.
"Yeah," Harry said, "let's go."
They all looked at me waiting for a response.
"Okay," I laughed.
We stumbled upon a club and immediately went to the bar.
"I'll have a bourbon," I told the bartender.
"What's with chicks?" He said as he poured me a glass.
"What do you mean?" Liam asked.
"I tried hitting on this girl and she kept shutting me down. She was acting like a bitch."
"Woah," Harry said, "maybe that's why she turned you down."
"Huh?"
"He means you're a dick," I said.
The bartender looked shocked and went back to cleaning glasses.
"Come on," Harry grabbed my arm.
"Wait, I haven't even finished my drink," I laughed before chugging my bourbon.
"Okay now let's go," I said.
We made our way through the crowd, to the dance floor.
As I danced with my friends, some random girl started grinding against me.
"Hey," she smiled, "I'm Olivia."
"That's nice," I smiled and politely pushed her away.
"You should know, I'm a gymnast."
"Okay."
"Do you wanna dance with me?"
"Not really."
"Why not?" She made a sad, puppy dog face.
"I have a fiance."
"Well she doesn't seem to be around."
"Can you please leave me alone?"
She reached her hand down to my bulge and cupped it. I jumped back in shock and accidentally bumped into another girl. I turned around to apologize and it happened to be Katherine. I was extremely relieved and Olivia fled, looking embarrassed.
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Hopeless Romantics
RomanceThe darling, the confidant, the cheater, the homewrecker, and the unlucky- all a bunch of hopeless romantics looking for love. Will they ever find it? And if they do, will it last?