The Good, The Bad and The Helpless
So Live Your Life
The music from the speakers were so loud I felt like my eardrums were about to burst, I heard that clubs were loud but honestly I had no idea. I also witnessed the most amazing thing, the only thing that took us to get in here was Jake showing some sort of badge to the door guy and then we were ushered right in. I thought that shit only happened in movies.
"How about I get a drink for the lady?" Jake said with a cocky grin as we moved to the bar. I really regret wearing these heels.
Is it possible for me to get any more awkward? I so don't pull off this sexy bad girl thing.
"Three shots please." Jake said to the bartender and I scoffed. "Yeah like you're going to take three shots."
He raised an eyebrow "Those aren't for me, we need to get you loosened up a bit. You look like a stiff board."
"I take offense to that, I have never felt sexier." I raised my chin and put my hands on my hips as if that somehow seemed to prove some point. Besides there were so many sweaty bodies everywhere, one I could tell was about to grind on me but I moved out of the way quick enough.
"Here you go" The bartender slid three shots towards us and I eyed them uneasily.
"Have you ever taken a shot before?" Jake asked and I blushed, you think at 18 I would have been a pro but nope.
"Okay well its not that hard except for the burn in the back of your throat. All you got to do is put a little salt on your hand, lick it, knock it back then suck the lime."
I raised an eyebrow "Um don't people just keep knocking them back I mean what's with all the trouble." He laughed "Look just do it Rose, we need to get you drunk. I'm sorry about how creepy that sounds."
We laughed and I honestly could feel a connection between us. "By the way who told you to call me Rose?" I asked.
"Look, Rosella is pretty but that's a fucking mouth full."
I giggled then looked at the shots. "All right here I go." I didn't do all the shot bullshit and instead I picked it up and knocked it straight back and then I started coughing.
"Holy motherfucker that burned!" I yelled and Jake patted me on the back. "Don't worry love it's good for you, here have another."
After a bunch of shots later, I don't know how many I lost count I sort of became a pro at taking shots. Maybe because my throat was numb but that doesn't matter. Everything just sort of blurred together and dancing with Jake was so much fun.
"I have to use the bathroom." I yelled as I walked away, having ditched my heels a long time ago. On my way though I must not have been looking because before I knew it I smacked my head face first into someones chest. Two strong hands caught my arms before I slipped down.
"Woah there beautiful don't want you to break a nail." It was then that I looked up, even in my drunken state I knew who this was. Back home his face covered half my wall and if it weren't for his song I would never be here today. Harry fucking Styles everybody.
"Sorry didn't mean to run into you."
He stared at me for a moment and then a huge dimpled grin spread across is face.
"Let me buy you a drink."
Well you can consider the first part of what McFadden wants me to do tonight checked because I have never been so wasted in my entire life. Harry ended up buying me more shots and before I knew it I was the sluttiest girl in the whole club.
Harry took me back into the VIP section to meet some people and I almost had a heart attack when Niall came up to me.
"Hey I'm Niall" I don't remember much after that but apparently I started to scream and cry like a 5 year old who had there lollipop taken away.
The next few moments are definitely blurry. The only thing I remember was Me and Harry on the dance floor, grinding up a storm.
Of course one moment I remember.
Harry and I in a bathroom stall making out, my top was gone and my pink cherry bra was showing. I was to drunk to be embarrassed.
Number two check.
"Let's head back to your place." Harry said, his breathy voice whispered into my ear. I nodded with excitement, completely forgetting the fact I'm a total virgin.
Well, not anymore.
"How about I get a drink for the lady?" Jake said with a cocky grin as we moved to the bar. I really regret wearing these heels.
Is it possible for me to get any more awkward? I so don't pull off this sexy bad girl thing.
"Three shots please." Jake said to the bartender and I scoffed. "Yeah like you're going to take three shots."
He raised an eyebrow "Those aren't for me, we need to get you loosened up a bit. You look like a stiff board."
"I take offense to that, I have never felt sexier." I raised my chin and put my hands on my hips as if that somehow seemed to prove some point. Besides there were so many sweaty bodies everywhere, one I could tell was about to grind on me but I moved out of the way quick enough.
"Here you go" The bartender slid three shots towards us and I eyed them uneasily.
"Have you ever taken a shot before?" Jake asked and I blushed, you think at 18 I would have been a pro but nope.
"Okay well its not that hard except for the burn in the back of your throat. All you got to do is put a little salt on your hand, lick it, knock it back then suck the lime."
I raised an eyebrow "Um don't people just keep knocking them back I mean what's with all the trouble." He laughed "Look just do it Rose, we need to get you drunk. I'm sorry about how creepy that sounds."
We laughed and I honestly could feel a connection between us. "By the way who told you to call me Rose?" I asked.
"Look, Rosella is pretty but that's a fucking mouth full."
I giggled then looked at the shots. "All right here I go." I didn't do all the shot bullshit and instead I picked it up and knocked it straight back and then I started coughing.
"Holy motherfucker that burned!" I yelled and Jake patted me on the back. "Don't worry love it's good for you, here have another."
After a bunch of shots later, I don't know how many I lost count I sort of became a pro at taking shots. Maybe because my throat was numb but that doesn't matter. Everything just sort of blurred together and dancing with Jake was so much fun.
"I have to use the bathroom." I yelled as I walked away, having ditched my heels a long time ago. On my way though I must not have been looking because before I knew it I smacked my head face first into someones chest. Two strong hands caught my arms before I slipped down.
"Woah there beautiful don't want you to break a nail." It was then that I looked up, even in my drunken state I knew who this was. Back home his face covered half my wall and if it weren't for his song I would never be here today. Harry fucking Styles everybody.
"Sorry didn't mean to run into you."
He stared at me for a moment and then a huge dimpled grin spread across is face.
"Let me buy you a drink."
Well you can consider the first part of what McFadden wants me to do tonight checked because I have never been so wasted in my entire life. Harry ended up buying me more shots and before I knew it I was the sluttiest girl in the whole club.
Harry took me back into the VIP section to meet some people and I almost had a heart attack when Niall came up to me.
"Hey I'm Niall" I don't remember much after that but apparently I started to scream and cry like a 5 year old who had there lollipop taken away.
The next few moments are definitely blurry. The only thing I remember was Me and Harry on the dance floor, grinding up a storm.
Of course one moment I remember.
Harry and I in a bathroom stall making out, my top was gone and my pink cherry bra was showing. I was to drunk to be embarrassed.
Number two check.
"Let's head back to your place." Harry said, his breathy voice whispered into my ear. I nodded with excitement, completely forgetting the fact I'm a total virgin.
Well, not anymore.
Haha It's starts off slow but I promise you will see a lot of them. The first couple chapters have a lot of Rose cause I want to set her up good before I start with Harry and the boys.
10/15/13