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It Never Ends

The Balcony Scene.

*illianna’s POV*

Going out with friends or going to parties weren’t really my thing.

I was more of a stay-at-home, do my school work, playing soccer kind of girl.

It was basically how I was raised.

Soccer was life for me. I lived for it.

It’s what made me who I am.

Anyone can say that it’s just a game or just kicking a ball across a field.

But it’s more than that. Some people just wouldn’t understand.

I live with my older brother, Zayn.

Our parents had to leave us when we were younger, but I don’t want to get into that.

Zayn is very over protective of me and I can understand that.

I’m all he has left. He’s all I have left.

I need his protection while I still have it.

The both of us play on the varsity soccer teams at our high school and are well-liked by our teammates.

Zayn tells me not to talk to his teammates or his friends, but he always has me around them.

There are four of them that he always hangs with.

Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Niall Horan, and Louis Tomlinson.

I am allowed to be near them, but forbidden to talk to them.

I am actually surprised that Zayn is letting me attend Louis’s party with him tonight.

It’s Friday, and I usually spend the night watching movies with Zayn.

My best friend, Ariana was coming over to help dress me for the party.

Ariana is a soccer player like me, but unlike me, she dresses like a girl.

My everyday attire consisted of training paints with soccer jerseys.

Getting dressy was a challenge for me.

“Here. I brought this for you.” Ariana explained laying a red jumper with black leggings across my bed.

“Don’t you think this is too simple? Too plain?” I question.

“No! It’s a high school party. Besides, you might get drunk and it’s better to be wearing this instead of a dress with heels.” Ariana defends.

“Hmm. I guess you’re right.” I say turning my straightener on it straighten my dark locks.

Ariana grabs her towel and heads into my bathroom to shower.

Ariana showers in my shower. That’s how close we are. Best friends.

I finish my hair as Ariana gets out of the shower.

She scrunches her hair with mousse and we sit side by side applying our makeup.

I was never one to wear a lot of makeup so mascara and eyeliner was all I had to worry about.

“Girls! Hurry!” Zayn shouts from outside my door.

“Five minutes!” Ariana informs him, standing up and stripping in front of me.

We were girls and we were used to it.

I change my underwear and replace my sports bra with a lace one, earning a catcall from Ariana.

I roll my eyes and proceed to pull the leggings on and slide into my jumper.

Ariana has decided on a pair of dark jeans shorts with a plain black V-neck and her black Vans.

She could pull off any outfit.

I tie up my red, high top Converse and have Ariana spray me down with perfume.

“Ladies.” Zayn calls.

We grab our IPhones and walk out my room.

Zayn locks our house up and we climb into his car.

I know that Zayn and Ariana have a fling between them so slide into the backseat with my earphones.

I don’t even want to know what my best friend and brother say to each other.

The irony of me not being allowed to talk to Zayn’s friends, but he could hook up with mine.

I come to realize that Louis doesn’t live far from us and we find a spot to park on his busy street.

Zayn seemed to have a reserved parking spot in front of the house.

His house is so big and packed. Everyone from school must be here.

I follow Zayn and Ariana inside, scared.

I am a well-known person in school, but this is my first outside of school function.

I don’t know how to react to any of this.

I get bumped into roughly by some drunk who I know.

Harry.

“Oh my, I’m sorry Lilly.” Harry slurs apologetically.

I smile it off with the nickname he has given me and turn my attention back to the house.

Zayn and Ariana have disappeared.

"Well then, I’ll just go in...by myself" I said to myself.

People were making out on the balcony and against trees without any shame it seems.

My head was pounding and I felt a beat in my chest.

I was hesitant on going in because I didn't want to go deaf but I couldn't just stand out here like an idiot.

I walked up the stairs and stepped inside. It instantly got hotter and I felt like I was going to pass out.

Inside wasn't any better than outside, a majority of the guys didn't have shirts on, I could barely see the floor, this huge house and everyone's down here. People seemed to still be all over each other.

I'm thirsty. I need some water and there had to be some in the kitchen, hopefully it's less crowded.

I navigated my way around and found swinging doors. I pushed and I smiled, as it was the kitchen, it was less crowded.

Zayn and Ariana were already in there, and that's when I saw the second door in the back.

There were no obvious non- alcoholic drinks so I looked in the refrigerator, which was were all the sodas were.

I took a Coke, snapped it open and took a sip, instantly feeling refreshed.

Maybe I should just get drunk and dance. Besides, I’m basically alone and bored and I’m probably just going to be in this kitchen all night.

“Lilly, there’s a bonfire out back.” Ariana said getting my attention from this wild party.

I nodded and watched her walk out the back door, hand-and-hand with Zayn.

“This is bullshit.” I thought to myself.

I walked out the swinging doors and followed the two, my hands freezing from my soda.

It was bright but it didn't faze anybody.

I saw a group of people playing a 'who could get closest to the fire and not catch on fire’.

Among those people I saw Harry and Liam. I stopped following Zayn and just watched. They were just going up to the fire and sticking a hand in and pulling it out quickly.

Harry’s shirt sleeve caught fire by surprise and was put out, courtesy of Niall, another friend of Zayn’s.

I giggled and looked up, noticing a balcony. I guess I’ll just watch everyone from there.

It’s not like I’ll get in trouble.

I walked back inside the house, avoiding the kissing couples and the naked ones.

What a way of having self-respect.

I climbed up the stairs to a spacious area. The balcony room wasn’t that hard to find.

I grabbed the handle and turned, which wasn't locked like I thought, like I would have done if this were my party.

I opened the door into a spacious golden room. It was huge, a silk white sheeted bed and a beautiful brown dresser.

I stepped closer and noticed a figure.

A tall dark figure, leaning against the balcony.

It was a guy, wearing a beanie.

I walked even closer and saw it was grey.

I took another step and the floor creaked.

The figure turned around.

Louis.

He had a red cup in his hands and a tall dark brown bottle sitting on the railing. How did I not see him when I was looking up?

“illianna?” He questioned amused. “What are you doing up here?”

"It's a little too crowded, it's calming up here" I said taking a glance below, the music got louder and everyone was dancing. It was easy to see the red cups, there were a lot. “Why are you up here?” I ask confused.

“I’m quite the party host.” He shrugs.

I stepped closer to him and leaned my arms against the railing.

I took the time to admire his side profile.

His tanned skin glimmering in the moonlight. His brown hair creeping out from his beanie. His brown eyes gazing at his party below him.

"You're staring" Louis says with a questioning expression.

“What?”

Louis placed his cup on the railing. “Why are you staring?”

I look away embarrassed. The feeling of my cheeks heating up.

“I find a shy girl very attractive.” Louis whispers, leaning down to my ear.

I sniff in his scent.

“You smell good.” I blush.

Louis chuckles. “So do you.” He responds coming into my personal space.

He was a lot taller than me by a couple inches, but it was a significant difference.

I couldn't help but smile, he wasn't as bad as I thought, but I barely knew him.

I reached up to stroke his cheek.

I found this man very attractive.

Suddenly my hand was gripped tightly and Louis was smirking.

He kissed my ear, around my jawline, and finally to my lips.

His lips were soft and full and I found my eyes closing. Louis kissed me, he was, right now.

Louis moved his hands to my waist and walked us over to the wall without breaking the kiss.

He was a good kisser, not that I’ve ever been kissed before. I didn't want this moment to end.

I brought my hand up grazing his arm and up to his smooth brown hair lacing my fingers through it.

Louis pressed his body closer to mine and moved his lips to my neck. I couldn't help smiling as he sucked harder soothing it with his tongue. I bit my lip and my breathing was ragged. I gripped his hair tighter.

"Louis." I moaned.

Suddenly I heard music, it wasn't from downstairs, it was louder, more distinct.

It was Louis’s IPhone.

He kissed me again and rested his forehead against mine and reached in his pocket.

My mind was racing. Questions piled up and I couldn't answer them.

"I have to go" he whispered. He kissed me one last time before stepping back and leaving.

I was in a state of shock and still trying to piece together what just happened, or what was going to happen. Or what he thought was going to happen. I would say no, but I didn't. He didn't ask. I'm so confused.

I waited a bit before leaving the room to avoid Louis. I went outside and looked around. The party didn't die down a bit. Where was Zayn? Or where was Ariana.

I spotted Harry from across the yard, he was alone holding a sack of what looks like ice to his arms. I walked over to him.

"Harry?" I called. He looked at me.

"Lilly? I was meaning to ask. Since when does Zayn let you come out to parties?" he chuckled.

"I don’t know. But speaking of Zayn, do you know where he is?

"Erm. Zayn left 10 minutes ago with Ariana."

Shit.