Louis' Girl

*Jessie's POV*

"Damn Brooklyn." I complained. "Could you pick anything tighter for me?" I asked. "Girl its hot." Is all she replied. "You mean it's slutty." I corrected. "Just shut up and enjoy the night." She scolded while putting on her makeup. "Well you know I'm not a big fan of clubs." I said truthfully. "Just loosen up." She said while rolling her eyes. She put on a bright pink lipstick. "Your turn, come sit." She said patting the makeup seat at the vanity makeup desk. I sighed and sat without refusing. It would get me no where. But I have to admit I love my best friend. I'm still glad we share this apartment even though it has its downs.

Brooklyn was putting a lot of eye makeup on me. It was a dark smoky eye to match my little black tight dress. Then she applied a deep red lipstick. I admit the finished look was great. But I didn't pull it off. "You look ah-mazing!" Brooklyn squeeled. "You would look better in this." I mumbled. "Shut up gorgous!" She yelled while handing me red heels. I put them on and stood up.

We walked to her midnight blue 2011 mustang. Within 5 minutes we were at the club. It was filled with neon lights flashing, sweaty people, drunks, and crowded people. "I'm gonna go dance!" She yelled over the music. "Okay ill be at the bar." I yelled back. I made my way through the crowd.

Im not a big club person but I won't lie, I don't mind drinking. It realives me and numbs the pain. I ordered multiple shots of random drinks. 6 came in a line. I downed one quickly.

"Hey babe." Someone said while sitting next to me. I turned the chair. I froze. It was Louis from One Direction. Its a gang you defiantly want to stay away from. "Hi." I finally mumbled. "I'm Louis but by your reaction I figure you know that." He said with a lot of confidence. "Yeah.." I trailed off while downing another shot. "Well aren't you going to introduce yourself?" He asked. I was getting nervous. "Jessie." I said shakily. He chuckled. Probably about me being scared and it being noticable as shit. "Well nice to meet you." I said while getting up and pulling out money from my purse. He swatted my hand away from paying the bartender. He payed instead. "Thanks but you didn't have to do that." I said. "Its no problem love. Can you dance with me?" He asked. "Hah! Me dance? Not a good idea." I laughed. He laughed. "Come on please. Consider it as a thank you for paying? " he begged. "Okay." I sighed and rolled my eyes.

What the fuck are you doing Jessie? I scolded myself after Louis led me to the dance floor. I started swaying my hips to the music. His hands found my waist. We danced for two songs. "Well I'm gonna go back to the bar." I said. "Okay see you around." I went back and ordered more shots. Not too long later I was drunk off my ass. A guy came over and started flirting with me. I giggled uncontrollably at his jokes. He backed me up against the wall and started kissing me. "Okay..stop." I slurred trying to push him away but it was uselwss. Him being so muscular and my small framed drunk self. I struggled trying helplessy to get out out of his grip but failed. His hands started traveling up my dress. "Please stop." I pleaded while tears started running down my cheeks leaving black stains from my mascara.

"Get off of her Chris." I heard a demanding voice. Louis. Oh thank god. Chris stepped in front of me. "Oh and what are you going-" Chris got cut off by Louis fist slamming into his jaw. I gasped and stepped back as he fell to the floor.

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