One Direction Imagines

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2. Louis ~ for: rrrockme1d

“Time to get the party started!” Niall, the last to arrive, hollers as he opens a can of beer. He chugs half it down, before sauntering over to the dance floor.

The boys have rented a club in the heart of London for a party. There was no reason for the party, they just wanted to have some fun. Louis and I have spent the past week or so planning the party, which was great for me. I have a thing for Lou, who is also my best friend. We got to spend lots of time together.

After two hours of partying, I only had a three shots, yet I’m quite tipsy. I stumble around the club, trying to find Louis. After a few minutes, I give up, and rush over to Harry. He’s at a booth with Zayn, Liam, and a few people I don’t know.

“Where’s Louis?” I ask Harry, sitting down next to him.

“H-he’s on the dance flooorr.” Harry slurs, then laughs loudly.


“Rigghht thereee.” He points his index finger at a girl with a low-cut top.

“That’s not Louis…” The alcohol must be affecting him more than I think.

“I knowww that. He’sss dancing with her.”

Sure enough, Louis’ body is pressed against the girl’s back. She grinds him while her fingers run through his hair. Rage and jealousy fill my entire body. I don’t want some random slut dancing with him.

“Nanda? Are you okay? You look really angry.” Zayn half-laughs from the other side of the booth.

I don’t answer him. Instead, I get up and quickly run over to Louis and the girl.

“Lou, I need to talk to you!” I holler over the music.

Louis instantly pushes the girl away from him and follows me to one of the booths. The girl yells and curses at me, but I keep going. A small smile grows on my face: Louis chose me over her.

“What did you need to talk to me about?” He asks as we settle into the comfy booth. I can smell the alcohol on his breath, but it hasn’t affected him one bit.

“Nothing.” I reply coolly. His eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“Nothing?” His beautiful blue eyes lock with mine.

“Yeah, nothing.”

“Okay… Well I’m going to go back over with Cassandra then.”



“You can’t go back over there with her, Louis!”



“Nanda, are you jealous?” An amused smirk forms on his face.

“Of her? No.”

“Of the fact that she’s dancing with me?”



“Okay, maybe a little.”


“Because I like you, okay!? I have since the first day we met!”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“We’ve always been close and have had an amazing friendship. I didn’t want to ruin that.” I murmur, scratching my arm awkwardly.

“But Nanda, I like you too.”

My jaw drops a little.


“I always have.” He says with an alluring grin.

“Well, why didn’t you tell me?” I giggle, the corners of my mouth curling up in delight.

“Because I didn’t know you felt the same way.”

In the blink of an eye, Louis’ lips are on mine. They’re soft, and they roughly kiss mine. Our bodies turn towards each other as he licks my bottom lip, asking for access, which I quickly give him. Our tongues fight for dominance, his winning. Our arms wrap around each other, pulling ourselves closer to one another.

“Why don’t we get out of here and head back to my place?” Louis growls in my ear after pulling his lips away from mine.

“Let’s go.”

He takes my hand, leading me out of the club. He hails us a cab, which takes us back to Louis’ house. As soon as we reach his bedroom, he picks me up, his hands holding my ass. Louis lays me down on the bed, before kissing and gently biting my neck. I moan softly, tangling my fingers in his hair.


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