Corrie’s POV

Corrie brushed past the crowd surrounding Liam and Louis who were seconds away from beating each other to a bloody pulp. She made it to the front and stood there observing what was happening.

“What the fuck are you doing here, you weren’t invited!” Louis shouted in Liam’s face.

“Mate this is a free country. Where there’s booze and weed, I go” Liam said, eerily calm with a devilish smirk.

Corrie felt a little nervous for Louis. Liam was about an inch taller than him and had a lot more mass. Louis wasn’t by any means weak looking, and she sort of felt his strength when he put his arm around her. Nevertheless, Liam looked like someone who fought dirty. She didn’t really like him although this was her first time ever seeing him.

“Don’t give me that free country shit, you and your minions need to get out of here.”

Corrie turned her attention to the two guys standing behind Liam. One had long brown hair and a goatee and he looked like a stoner. The other also had dark hair, but bright blue eyes. In fact, they looked identical to Louis’.

Maybe that’s Calvin his cousin, Corrie thought.

“Naw mate I think I’ll stay” Liam said bored, looking around at the crowd. His brown eyes rested on Corrie.

“Oh yeah I’m definitely staying” Liam said staring at Corrie.

Louis turned to where Liam was looking. His facial expression turned from anger to rage and he rammed his fist into Liam’s stomach. Liam doubled over and Louis wasted no time connecting his fist with Liam’s jaw, knocking the buff and tall guy to the ground.

Corrie gasped. The crowd was going wild with excitement. This must be their Friday night entertainment.

The one guy with long hair tried to jump in, but Zayn held him back. Harry made sure to check the blue eyed guy.

Louis went to kick Liam, but Liam grabbed his foot and knocked him to ground. He tried to pin Louis but Louis kicked him in the gut causing Liam to hurl back. With lightning speed, Louis tackled Liam and both landed in the pool.

The crowd started laughing and egging them on as both disappeared underneath the water and resurfaced to start fighting again, but this time in the pool.

“Someone stop them” a skinny girl with cornrows yelled.

Liam grabbed Louis by the throat and pushed him underneath water. Louis struggled, but Liam held him down firmly.

“Liam no!” Ashley screamed. Harry and Zayn jumped into the pool and got Liam off of Louis.

But Louis didn’t resurface.

Corrie’s stomach lurched. He couldn’t have drowned him. Harry and Zayn were so engrossed in holding Liam back; they hadn’t even noticed their friend wasn’t resurfacing. The drunk and high crowd definitely wasn’t paying any attention.

“Oh fuck” Corrie said, cursing for the first time in a long time.

She jumped into the pool and saw that Louis was floating lifelessly in the water. She grabbed him and pulled him up to surface. As her and Louis’ head broke water, she saw Ashley and three girls standing near the surface crying.

Harry and Zayn rushed to the edge to help pull Louis out of the water. They laid him on the pool patio, the crowd gathering around. Liam and his cronies were nowhere in sight.
Corrie climbed out of the pool and hurriedly rushed to Louis’ side. She placed her ear near his mouth.

“He’s not breathing “she said panicking.

“Well do something!” Harry yelled. “Give him CPR!”

Corrie’s mind scrambled trying to remember what she learned in First Aid class. She pressed three times on Louis’ chest and placed her mouth over his to breath in. He didn’t budge.

“Fuck”, she muttered again. Two in one night.

She pressed three times and placed her mouth over and then did it again.

“Please wake up” she said pressing his chest for the fourth time.

As she bent down to give him mouth to mouth, Louis’ hand shot up and grabbed the back of her head pressing her mouth down onto his and slipping his tongue inside.

“Mmmmm”, Corrie half gasped and half moaned into the kiss, as her stomach exploded with butterflies.

The crowd cheered at Louis’ slick move.

She pushed him off and slapped him, glaring at him. Louis wasn’t even phased!

“Fuck you taste good”, he said grabbing the front of her shirt and pulling her mouth onto his again, inserting his tongue and outright frenching her in front of everyone
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Corrie found it hard to fight back. Her entire body felt like jello and she felt like she was the one drowning. He smelt like some expensive cologne and chlorine, not to mention he was making her wet – in every sense of the word.

With the little strength she could muster, she pushed him off and backed away quickly putting distance between them.

Harry and Zayn were doubled over in laughter and the crowd was still hooping and hollering.

Louis stayed seated on the ground staring at her for a brief second before pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and smirking, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

Corrie shook her head and looked away.

Louis stood up and announced the party was over, and the crowd groaned and slowly started to dissipate. “You guys stay”, he said to Harry, Zayn, Ashley, Corrie and the three other girls who were crying. “I’m going to change.”

Corrie gulped realizing that she would have to stay because she drove with Ashley. She wasn’t so sure she was prepared to face him after such a heated moment.

Notes

Slick Little bastard! :)