I took another sip of my champagne as Louis talked. My attention was dragged towards Darcey and Niall. Oh God. She was drunk. We were at the after party of the concert and there was beer and donuts. Two her favourite things. Niall placed her on the couch while she was giggling.
"We'll I have to go can you guys take care of her?" Niall asked gesturing to the absolutely drunk girl. I laughed and nodded.
"I'll take her home." I smiled and he nodded.
"Bye my little leprechaun!" Darcey giggled waving at him. That made me and Louis burst out laughing. She was so weird. That's why I loved her though.
"She is so drunk." Louis stated. I just nodded.
Me and Louis danced and talked for a little while until I figured it was time to go. I went to go get Darcey but she was passed out on the little couch where we had left her. Why? Why must she hate me?
"Darcey come on wake up." I said shaking her. She just stirred in her sleep a bit but I got no response. I pulled her arm really hard and she fell off of the couch.
"How did she not wake up?" Louis asked.
"She is a heavy sleeper." I sighed."How am I going to get her home?" I asked myself.
" Well I could put her in your car but then you probably won't be able to get her out." Louis chuckled.
"It's not funny what am I supposed to do?" I said pointing to her.
"It's all right love I'll take her home." Louis smiled. This is why I love my boyfriend. He always helps me out when he can and he is so sweet. I really wish that one day I will marry him. He is the one I would imagine waiting for me at the end of the isle.
"Thanks Lou your a life saver!" I smiled widely and kissed him. His lips were so addictive. I would never get bored of them.
I lifted the fragile body into my arms careful not to hurt her. She curled into me as I carried her to my car. My mistake though. Paparazzi snuck into the parking reserved for us. Fuck. They all started snapping pictures but I kept my head down.
"Who is she?" One yelled.
"Is that Darcey?" Another. They were firing question after question.
"Why are you carrying her?"
"Is she drunk?"
"Are you cheating on Eleanor?" Of all question why that one.
"Did you drug her to get her in bed with you?" What the fuck is wrong with these people? Why can they not mind their own business? I turned to the person who said that.
"I am not sure what your problem is but you should watch your mouth! I am sick of you paparazzi making up stupid rumours! For gods sake you people need to get a life! Why I am carrying my friend has nothing to do with you!" I barked.
"So you are sleeping with her?" A guy asked with a smirk.
"Fuck off!" I yelled on the top of my lungs making them all jump and stop taking pictures. They were surprised by my actions. The girl in arms stirred and her eyes opened.
"Tommo why did you yell? What's going on? Where am I?" She cried wrapping her arms around my neck burying her head into my neck.
"Sorry." I whispered kissing the top of her head. I turned on my heel and stomped away from the paparazzi. Surely that will end up in some magazine and I'll be asked about it in interviews. Oh well. I finally stood up for myself. I have told the paparazzi to get lost before but nothing like that.
"Just relax I'm taking you home." I said quietly as I put Darcey in my car. She just nodded and sat in the car. I buckled her up and closed her door. I ran to the driver seat and buckled myself in.
The drive to her apartment was about 20 minutes. I just played music as we drove. Once we reached there I realised she was asleep. I smiled lightly and brushed the hair out of her face. I picked her up and her up to her apartment.
"Darce!" I whispered. No response. "Darcey where's you keys?" I asked louder.
"What mmmm oh in my bra." She whispered softly as she stirred and laid still again. Okay what do I do? Do I be a pervert and get it? Or do I wait for her to wake up? Honestly I want her to be awake but I don't want to be here all day. I reached into her shirt slowly and slid my hand into the side of her bra looking for the key.
"Mmmm your hands are warm." She faintly said. I just chuckled and ran my fingers along her breast trying to find the key. I felt like such a rapist right now. I found nothing. Wait she has another boob. I sighed and slid me hand back into her bra. She giggled.
"That feels nice." She admitted. I pulled my hand out awkwardly.
"How bout you get the key?" I asked hoping she would.
"No I liked it better when you were looking for it." She mumbled. Why does she have to be drunk? I slid my hand down her bra again. I swear to god she wanted me to feel her up. I ran my fingers across again and I felt something. The key. I pulled it out and successfully unlocked the door. I went to her bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I was about to leave but she grabbed my arm. I looked back at her confused.
"Stay." She demanded.
"Please." She begged tugging in my arm. She was still laying on top of the covers so I gently lifted her up and pulled the covers over her. I slipped off my shoes and got into bed next to her. I pulled her small frame into mine and I realised she was wearing no pants.
"My shorts were uncomfortable." She explain cuddling into me. I looked down at her and her eyes were closed. A small smile appeared on my lips and I couldn't help but press my lips to hers. I could taste a mix of donut and beer in her mouth. I took her chin into my hand and tilted her head up so that she was look at me. My tongue swiped across her bottom lips and she gladly parted her lips. Our tongues started roaming each other's mouths. I pulled her body close to mine and tilted my head to the left as we made out. Suddenly she wasn't tired anymore and she rolled on top of me. She tugged on my shirt so our bodies were closer. Why is she being like this? Oh. She was drunk.
"I want you." She whispered seductively in my ear as she lowered her hips on to mine and she grinded on me. I let out a moan as she did that . Holy. Shit. I knew that having sex with her wasn't a good idea. She was drunk and had no idea what she was doing. Unfortunately she had other plans. She started kissing my jaw and down to my neck until she found my sweet spot.
"Mmmm Darcey." I moaned into her ear which only made her giggle. She started sucking on my neck.
"We can't do th-- mmm fuck." I said as she grinded on me. My hands held her hips and helped her grind.
"I want you. I want all of you." She whispered into my ear as she ran her hand over the top of my jeans when shed said all. Why does she have to be so damn sexy? I knew she would regret it in the morning so I didn't want to sleep with her. Not like this at least.
"Darcey we can't." I told her pressing my hands onto her waist and pushing her away.
"Come on babe I know you want to." She grinned slipping her hands under my shirt and running her fingers along my stomach.
"Mmmmmm you have abs." She stated. I just laughed at that. OhGod. There she goes again with the grinding. She quickly slipped her hand down the front of my pants causing me to moan. She gently started rubbing my member through my boxers. I couldn't take it anymore. I slammed my lips onto hers and flipped us over so I was on top. I grinded on her as she rubbed me and her legs were wrapped around my waist. I ran my hands up and down her sides as we made out. She moaned into my mouth as my hand squeezed her bum. She took her hand out of my pants and wrapped both of her arms around my neck. She was not even on the bed anymore she was hanging off of me. I rolled onto my back so she was laying on top of me. I pulled her legs off of me and rested my forehead against hers as we both panted.
"Goodnight Darcey." I said softly.
"Good night Tommo." She smiled. Soon we both drifted off to sleep.