Holding On

Rose, the word ponders around my crammed mind and all it ever picks out is the color red. Red, the color of love, anger, blood. My name is inexplainable. My life, was inexplainable, until I met him.


22. Things are getting Steamy

"Ugh great. So what do I have to do?" I rolled my eyes at Louis, he just smirked at me.

"Dance with me." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out onto the dance floor with the others.

I was dancing with Lou for a while until the alcohol kicked in. I was clearly drunk, and so were the others, including Louis.

"You're hot when you're drunk!" Louis shouted at me across the dance floor. I bit my lip and looked at him all sweaty, his hair a hot mess. I could easily say the same.

I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Oh really?" I replied seductively while Louis pulled me to him by my hips.

"Ya. Real fucking hot." I laughed and stared into his blue crystals that were fill with lust. Before I had the chance to react, Louis kissed me hard and with anxious passion. He was an amazing kisser, I had to admit it.

I could hear Harry hooting at us, but we ignored it. Instead, I let my tongue explore the inside of Louis' mouth, casually dancing with his from time-to-time.

"I didn't ask you to kiss me." Louis mumbled, breaking the kiss so we could breathe.

"Didn't have to." I replied, still biting my lip at him. He just chuckled as an upbeat song was turned up. Louis and I grinded to it, and I could easily tell he was being turned on.


"Zayn, do you think Rose likes Lou, or is it just the alcohol?" I slurred to Zayn, he just cocked his head.

"I think it's just the alcohol, mate. Why?"

"She's just...gorgeous." I admitted, my cheeks burning up.

"Well mate, you should dance with her. Get to know her more." Zayn was right. I should. While Louis went to go chat with Liam, I walked up to Rose.

"Rose, wanna dance?" She smiled at me and nodded. "Sure!"

We were having a great time, Rose's arms were wrapped around me, mine around hers, it was perfect. I felt like this was the perfect moment, and I leaned in and kissed her. She didn't kiss me back though. Instead, she stood there, her gorgeous brown eyes wide.

"Niall?" She questioned, her voice worried. "You okay?"

"Y-yea...sorry it's the liquor. I'll be right back..." I ran to the bathroom and threw up in a stall. I felt horrible. She didn't kiss back...does that mean she doesn't feel the same way about me?


That was weird. Why did he try kissing me? Maybe he was right, it was just the liquor getting to him. I'm just worried about him, where did he go?

"Hey beautiful." Louis wrapped his arms around me and hugged me from behind.

"Uh, hi. Louis where did Niall go?" I questioned, my head bobbing around the room to try and find a blonde boy.

"Dunno. Anywayyyyy we're leaving soon soooo." Louis was really drunk. He was even making me fall over because of how much he wobbled.

"Well when we get home you're going to sleep. You're completely waisted." I rolled my eyes at him. I admit, I was drunk, but I knew how to control myself. Just then Niall walked out and a wave of relief ran through me.

"Thank god." I whispered, glad he didn't run away.

Liam rounded up all the boys, and we left the club by 2 in the morning.

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