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East Village

Inside of East Village, it was packed, with music pulsing and the lighting dim, casting a reddish tint from the red paint on the walls. The many disco balls over the dance floor were casting silver lights everywhere, and people were throwing shapes and raving on the floor. A girl working there, presumably one of the higher ups in the club, led us to an area that was roped off. There was a big red couch, with smaller arm chairs in green and blue.
“This is your section, and as you can see its easy access to the bar and dance floor. Have fun!” She yelled over the throbbing music, and as she left, a 2 man security detail took her spot, outside the ropes, and we all sat down. Louis had brought Eleanor, and later in the night, Perrie and her band mates in Little Mix would be arriving and sharing our section. Louis sat in the armchair, pulling Eleanor onto his lap, and the two love birds cuddled in their seat, talking amongst themselves. The other boys piled onto the couch, being crazy as usual.
The table already had a medium ice chest with 5 beers in it, a large bottle of Hennessey, a bottle Sapphire Blue Gin, and clear glasses with orange and pineapple juice off to the side and a few cans of coke. 2 stacks of glasses were on the table.
“Guys, I’m ready to drink a bit and go dance!” Liz said. Dean had already messaged her and they were out parking and then would be in line. Enough time to drink a cup or two and go.
I was still standing, and Reianna had taken the other armchair, so I opted for the couch with then boys. I knew that people didn’t know about me and Liam yet, thanks to my great idea, and so I opted for sitting next to Niall and Zayn. I grabbed a beer, and handed it to Liam with a smile though, so he knew I wasn’t keeping distance on purpose. I was jealous of Louis and Eleanor all cuddled up, engaged in a conversation now with Liz who was already sipping on something, of how they could be free with their relationship. I knew it was my choice, and I knew my reasons for it, but it still was a small bit of jealousy. I grabbed an empty glass, and filled it a third with of the Bombay Gin, and the rest pineapple juice. It tasted really good, and I leaned back into the couch, enjoying the cold drink slide down the back of my throat.
“This music is ace!” Zayn said, bobbing to the beat.
“I want to go dance after this cup… I don’t want to drink too much tonight. Someone has to keep an eye on you guys.”
“Aww. Aren’t you just darling?” Niall said, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I laughed, and downed the rest of my cup.
“Who wants to go dance?!” I yelled over the music.
Liz, who had already refilled her cup got up, and so did Zayn, Niall, and Harry. I looked down at Reianna who was still in her chair.
“I’m gonna finish this and then be out there.” She motioned to her beer, and I nodded, smiling.
“Let’s dance!”
***
It was an urban beat with a lot of bass, and I was swaying my hips to the rhythm. Liz was dancing with Dean, and I got to get a better look at him. He had light eyes, which were between green and hazel. His he had small curls, so I assumed he was mixed. He was tall, and a very pretty color and his muscles were defined under his shirt.
I was dancing with Zayn, who was in front of me. We held hands and danced, and I would laugh whenever he would spin me around. Harry, who had just finished dancing with a girl, came over and sandwiched me, and we danced like that for a few seconds before a voice I knew well came over to break up the fun.
“Alright guys, can I have my girl for a dance?” Liam asked, smiling as he took my outstretched hand.
“Sure mate!” They said, and went to tag team Reianna. Those two were something else.
I smiled up at Liam, and he pulled me to his chest as the DJ played a slower beat. It was still a good song playing and he swayed with me to the music.
“I’m glad you and them get along well. It makes it easier for people to think we all are just a big group of friends. But I wish I could kiss you right now.”
My heart melted, and I closed my eyes as I leaned my head back. He leaned down, like he was going to tell me something in my ear.
“I can’t wait to get you home…” He whispered, and his lips graze my ear. I could feel the tingles travel through my body, and I shivered even though it was hot in the club.
The beat changed, and it was an American song I knew well. Strip by Chris Brown. Liam slowly dropped my hand, and then headed back to our section. I watched him jump the rope and grab a beer, taking a long drink.
“I love this song!” Reianna came over to me, and we started dancing to one of my favorite songs. I could see Harry watching Reianna work it in her short dress, and he couldn’t stop staring. I leaned over and told her.
She smiled a big smile.
“Good.. I want him to watch.” She arched her back a little more, and went lower, and Harry’s eyes widened slightly. I saw him nudge Niall, then say something to him. Niall nodded, and Harry licked his lips, before coming behind Rei. He took her hands, and with her back to his front, he started dancing with her. I could see them getting into it, and I knew it was bound to happen. Zayn was in the corner with Perrie somewhere, and one of her band mates came to dance with Niall.
Patrick, the boy who talked to me when Dean first met liz, came over to me.
“Hey!” I said, feeling friendly since I was a bit tipsy.
“What’s up? Enjoying my city?” He joked.
“Yes! I love it.” I gushed.
“Yea? I think it loves you too.” He said, and then held out his hand. “Dance?”
I took his extended hand, and he pulled me out onto the floor. Work by Iggy Azalea came on, and everyone around me started getting hype slowly, jumping up and down after the beat dropped. I joined, and the song was dope. I started popping my back, and feeling the music. Patrick danced with me, but after only half a minute, Harry came out to me.
“Dance with me!” He yelled, grabbing my hands, and pulling me away from the crowd while dancing.
“Where are we going?” I asked, avoiding bumping into people.
“Liam sent me to get you. He was watching you dance with that bloke.. I don’t think he liked it.”
I sighed, and felt my mood drop. I understood. I did. But it was just a dance, and I wanted to keep up the front that I wasn’t with him. If he felt like this, he should’ve said to Simon he wanted people to know. I was trying to protect his image for his sake and his fans.
“Thanks Harry, I’ll go chill in our section.”
It was nearing 3 am, and East Village closed at 3:30. My feet were starting to hurt anyways, and I wanted to rest before we made our way out. It was about a 25 minute drive back to Chelsea Harbour where we were staying, and I knew half of them would be out on the way. Liam was still sitting on the couch, and I sat next to him.
“I didn’t like it. Sorry.” He said, tilting the last of the beer up.
“Well, I was just trying to make sure no rumors are started.”
“Well, don’t. We’ll worry about it when it comes.”
I crossed my arms over my chest.
“I was just trying to have fun, I’ve always wanted to live here. You know that.”
“Yes, but still… Look,” he sighed. “I’ll tell you when we get home.” His brown eyes stared into mine, and I could tell he wasn’t mad at me or anything, just conflicted. I gave him a small smile, and reached over to grab his hand.
“Okay babe.” I squeezed his hand, before pulling away, and grabbing a bottled water from the ice chest. The bar girls had conveniently came and replaced the ice chest with a new one full of water bottles and clearing out all the other bottles. I was glad because looking at how drunk some of the boys were, they needed water.
Reianna came over with Harry holding onto her, thought whether it was too keep himelf up, or her up, I wasn’t sure. They were laughing at something, and I threw her a water. Harry opened it for her, and she took a long sip. Liz was sitting in the arm chair on Dean’s lap, and they were talking. He seemed to be really into her.
“Lucky for me, my hotel it right down the block!” She looked at Harry, and smirked at her.
“I’ll help you get there.”
Our driver came in and we all rounded up and jumped into the small bus like thing that took us there. Finally on our own, I was able to cuddle into Liam, which I had been dying to do since we danced together.
“I’m sorry babe.. I just didn’t like watching him on you.”
“I know.. I was inconsiderate. I’m sorry.”
He pulled my legs up so that I was facing the window, and my legs were across his lap, before he pulled me onto his lap. His arms encircled my waist and his lips found the tender spot just below my ear. I turned so my face was to his, slowly, his nose trailed along mine. My eyes were closed, and I could feel it grow warm in the back of the mini bus. He kissed me slow, before biting my bottom lip. My hands moved to his face, and he deepened the kiss.
“You’re mine baby. Only me.”
He kissed me again, and then I hugged him to me.
***
I climbed into the lift so I could go up to the 5th floor and into Liam’s room.
“Where’s Harry?” Louis asked as he watched me, Liam, Niall, and Zayn get off at the 5th floor.
We all looked around confused.
“He walked Reianna to her hotel, remember?” Liz said, yawning.
The guys laughed and smirked, and Liz waved goodnight as the lift doors closed to take her and Louis up to where their rooms were. Well, mine too, but I preferred sleeping in Liam’s bed.
I stripped down to nothing and put on one of Liam’s t-shirts before climbing into bed.
“C’mere.”
Liam pulled me to him, and he apologized again.
“I don’t know what came over me… But I didn’t like seeing you with that chap.”
“It’s okay Lee, I understand.”
He kissed me, and slowly, his hands creeped down my body and he shifted so he was over me.
His hands pulled the shirt up over my thighs, and I heard his inward groan when he realized I was bare under his shirt.
I reached down, and grabbed his length, and began to stroke him. He laid kisses all over my face, moving to my neck, sucking softly. His lips were so soft and full, and he nibbled slightly.
I was on birth control, but I was nervous still having sex with him. We had only had sex 3 times over the last 2 months, and then we were separated for a few weeks. But I was craving his body as much as he was mine, and I reached over to his nightstand.
“It’s right here.”
He placed it in my hands, and I tore it open. Squeezing the tip, I rolled it on his now hard member, and he groaned.
Once it was fully on all 10 inches of him, I positioned him, and he eased into me.
“Fffff-uckkkk…” I moaned, and he sped up, flexing his hips.
I mirrored his movements, and could feel myself growing close. He continued to kiss me, his fingers twisting my nipples in his capable hands.
I cried out as I came, and after a few more pumps in and out, he joined me in ecstasy.
SOMEWHERE IN LONDON
REIANNA
Walking back from the balcony, I took a hit of the blunt I had, and then I put my lips to Harry’s. He was sitting in the chair at the desk, and I placed my hands on his knees. I blew the smoke into his mouth, and he turned it into a kiss. His hands were on my thighs, and I pushed my hands through his locks, then gripped his hair and pulled. He let out a muffled groan, and pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him.
“I’m so glad I helped you home.” He said, and gripping under my thighs, he picked me up and carried me to the bed.
His eyes, which were turning red from smoking with me, were low, and he grinned so that his dimples showed.
“Yes, I am very glad I helped you home.”

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