“It’s a work night, Char.” Sidney said, looking at her friend expectantly. Charmaine Calosa was standing in front of her house with her makeup fully completed and an outfit that definitely shouldn’t be allowed at the lab where she worked, grinning at her like she hadn’t just showed up at her door out of nowhere.
Sidney couldn’t help but smile though. It had been a couple of months since she had properly gone out, and she hadn’t had a boy in her life for even longer. Frankly, it was starting to get to her. And her friend knew exactly what she needed - a night of dancing and flirting and letting loose, not caring about whether or not she would be able to function the next morning. Of course, she had to begin by pretending she didn’t want it. “Sidney. Please. We don’t have to go through this nonsense. You want to. I know it. I can see it in your expression. Go upstairs and get even more stunning than you already are and then get your ass back down so we can have some fun!” Sidney rolled her eyes and smiled, knowing she wouldn’t be able to convince Charmaine to back down. She bounced up the stairs, and let Charmaine wait on the couch while she figured out what to wear.
She was exhausted from work, but she knew that a few drinks in her would be sufficient in getting her energized enough to dance all night. Sidney was a short Guatemalan girl that loved to go out and have fun. She almost always had false eyelashes on, so long that they brushed against her cheek at times, and large hoop earrings that swayed as she strutted around work. It was hard to decide what to wear, since she hadn’t gone out in so long, but at last she settled on a simple black dress from Artizia, which hugged her body in all the right places. She quickly made a few curls on her long dark silky hair, which fell at her legs as she put on her heels. She hadn’t dressed up properly in so long that she had to stop at the mirror to look at her reflection, and grinned when she realized she still had it in her.
Charmaine was just finishing her second cocktail - a random drink she seemed to have created from rummaging her friend’s alcohol cabinet, when Sidney sauntered dramatically down the stairs while sporting a cheshire grin on her face. Charmaine gave her friend a loud wolf whistle. “Damn girl, you look hot.”
“I know. It’s been so long.” Sidney replied, and flipped her long locks as she continued grinning.
“I already ordered the uber. Let’s go.”
“Wait. Where are we going?” Sidney asked Charmaine, turning to her as the driver pulled a left turn into a road she was unfamiliar with.
“I got a VIP access from some guy I’m talking to online.” Charmaine replied, her eyes almost shimmering under the moonlight.
“But you literally only go on one date with them…” Sidney said cynically.
“I guess he really liked me.” Charmaine said, shrugging.
Sidney couldn’t help but gasp at the sight when the driver finally stopped. It looked extremely shabby on the outside, with an old brick wall and an ancient set of wooden doors that looked like it had been there for centuries. She would’ve easily missed it if it weren’t for the hundreds of people lining up, eagerly trying to get in. “Char… are you sure this guy isn’t messing with you? Cause if he is… we’re definitely not getting in tonight.”
“I’m sure.” Charmaine said, getting out of the car after thanking the driver.
Sidney followed her hesitantly while Charmaine sauntered over to the door and grinned. The guard didn’t look too impressed. “Back of the line.” He grunted.
“I’m here to see Steve.” Charmaine said, looking completely unamused.
“Like we haven’t heard that before.” The guard replied. “Back of the line.” He repeated.
Charmaine rolled her eyes like the man was boring her, and pulled out her phone from her purse. She unlocked it with her thumbprint, and showed the screen to the man. His eyes widened slightly before nodding at her and pushing the door open. It creaked loudly as it did, and Sidney wondered if this was one of the oldest surviving buildings in Toronto. As soon as they entered, she turned to look at Charmaine. “What did you show him?” She whispered.
She leaned over her friend’s shoulder to spy her screen, which had a picture of her with an African American man, both of them grinning and holding ice cream cones. “Is that Steve?”
Charmaine nodded. “Yup, and his daddy owns the club.”
“Wow, who knew dating every eligible guy in Toronto once would get you somewhere one day.” Sidney laughed. Charmaine swatted her gently on the shoulder, and they moved even deeper into the dark corridor. Sidney could already hear the blasting music, playing a current pop song that she regularly heard on the radio. The walls and floors seemed to vibrate as their heels clicked across the floor, and Sidney gaped as Charmaine pushed a second set of doors open. The large dance club seemed to go on forever, with hundreds of sweaty bodies dancing and grinding against one another as the music seemed to pulse with their movements. There were wait staff everywhere, beautiful women with matching outfits that sauntered through the room, all of them holding exotic drinks that looked absolutely delicious. Up high, she could see sectioned off areas with couches, where the most exclusive VIP and celebrities stood and conversed while observing the dancing crowd.
“This place is…” Sidney started, completely in awe.
“AMAZING?” Charmaine finished. Clearly, it was her first time seeing it as well. “Let me tell Steve we’re here.” She tapped on her phone, sent the message, and continued to look around the dance club like she’d never seen something so mesmerizing. It felt like only a few seconds before the man from Charmaine’s photo appeared in front of them, grinning ear to ear as he looked down at her. Both women looked like they were half his height, and Sidney was sure the trio would look odd to an outside observer.
“I thought you’d never come.” He said, almost shouting to be heard over the music.
“Had to convince my friend here.” Charmaine said while inclining her head towards Sidney. Steve seemed to finally notice Sidney for the first time. It seemed to her like he had it bad for Charmaine, though most guys usually do.
“C’mon, let me show you girls the good stuff.” He said after they exchanged polite nods. He barely glanced at the guards standing at the base of the wooden staircase as he walked by them. The girls followed him as they traveled up the stairs together, heading towards the plush leather seats filled with people who looked rich and important. Sidney was getting a little worried. What had Charmaine gotten them into? This was already far beyond their usual dancing experience. Charmaine didn’t seem bothered at all though, and looked as if she’d been here thousands of times before.
After a short tour, he brought them to sit at a secluded seating area with leather seats, seemingly saved just for him. He ordered some drinks for them immediately, and began to chat with Charmaine as he moved closer to her with every sentence. Though the place itself was amazing, Sidney couldn’t help but feel a little bored. She wanted to go downstairs and lose herself among the crowd of dancers, and forget all of the thoughts that had been haunting her for months. She didn’t want to go without Charmaine though, and she didn’t think they’d be getting up anytime soon.
As she sat back in defeat, she glanced over at the set of couches next to her. It seemed to be reserved for a group of people, and despite the fact that it was getting pretty late, no one had arrived yet. Just as she was about to ask Steve who they were for, she heard a commotion downstairs, and saw that the crowd was moving towards the stairs, with people straining to get a glance of whoever had just arrived. The guards were trying hard to contain them, but seemed to be having a tough time. They must’ve been quite famous for people to go wild like that.
A few seconds later she saw a few heads appear at the top of the stairs, and her breath caught in her throat. Is that really who she thought it was? It couldn’t be.
“Char--” She began saying, but Charmaine got there first.
She grasped onto Sidney’s arm tightly with her eyes shot wide open. “It’s One Direction! Holy shit! Even Zayn is here!”
“No. Way.” Sidney responded.
“Oh yeah, all the big celebrities come here if they’re doing a concert in Toronto, they’ll be sitting at the table next to us.” Steve said it like it was the most normal thing in the world. Sidney wondered absentmindedly how spoiled he really was.
“A concert?” Sidney asked. “I think I’d know if 1D was doing a reunion concert in Toronto.” She had been a huge fan of them since they were on X-Factor in 2010, and had been following them ever since. She still had some hidden posters in the back of her closet, since her mom had told her she was getting too old to be such a huge fangirl.
“Must’ve been something private.” Steve shrugged.
“We have to go say hi!” Charmaine said eagerly as the five men and their guests began sitting down at the couches right next to them.
“Wouldn’t that be rude? I’m so nervous.” Sidney responded.
Steve chuckled and shook his head. “I’m sure they get it all the time. Come, let’s go say hi.” He seemed like he knew what he was doing, so the girls got up and followed him as he headed towards the boy band. No one seemed annoyed at them as Steve beamed down at their seats. “I hope you’re all enjoying my father’s club. Natalie, could you get some drinks for all of us, please? My name is Steve, nice to meet you.” He shook hands with all five men, who reassured him that their experience had been great so far. “Do you mind if me and my friends come sit with you?” They hadn’t, and moved to let Charmaine and Sidney scooch in, with both girls looking completely bewildered.
It had taken almost an hour for them to get past the formalities of small talk and get comfortable with the boys, but Sidney was having the time of her life. They were nicer than she imagined, and she actually felt as if they were interested in getting to know her, and not just trying to be nice because she would post about them on instagram or something. Louis seemed to be the most interested in her, and they had moved seats so many times that she was somehow sitting right next to her, so close she could smell his cologne. It was intoxicating.
His sea green eyes were even more mesmerizing in real life, and seemed to shine against the dazzling lights of the club. She was leaning more and more into him, and wanted to drape her legs across his lap desperately. It was hard to tell what he was even saying at this point.
“It was called the Three Horseshoes.” He chuckled. “Really dumb, I know. But we had a lot of fun.”
What was he talking about? Focus! She couldn’t help but giggle for what felt like the hundredth time that night. “I’m sure you could’ve been a professional football player if you wanted to.” She recalled absentmindedly that was what his childhood team was called before he auditioned for the X-Factor. At least her obsession with 1D was coming in handy finally.
“Nah. I like singing too much, football just doesn’t give me the same feeling, you know?” His light brown hair brushed against her face as he looked up at her.
“Does that mean the band is getting back together?” She asked hopefully. She was so, so upset when Zayn left.
He shook his head. “We did a private show in Toronto for a close friend of ours who’s going through something, and decided to catch up with each other at the club tonight.” She couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment. At least she was having her share of them tonight. Though… he said he had come to spend time with his friends, but he didn’t seem too interested in them right now. His attention was solely focused on her, like she was the only person in the room, and she couldn’t help but feel the same about him.
She must’ve been self-centered to think that Louis Thomlinson could be interested in her, right? He must do the same with every girl at the club, trying to use them to make himself feel more important. She shook the worries out of her head in an instant. She was overthinking things again. She was out with her friend to have fun and relax, and that was all she was going to do. There was nothing to worry about.
It was getting so late that she knew she would have to call in sick to work tomorrow, so she accepted and gulped down every drink that was ordered for her. She had lost count of how many she had throughout the night. She must’ve lost consciousness at some point, though, because she woke up the next morning completely bewildered, and knew at once that she wasn’t waking up in her own bedroom.
She had to rub her eyes a few times before she felt well enough to sit up, and she glanced around at what seemed to be a hotel room before croaking, “hello?”
There was no response. Her heart began to hammer. She had no idea where she was, no idea where her cellphone was, and couldn’t remember anything about last night past laughing loudly with 1D. Was Charmaine okay? Did she go home with Steve? She had to make sure her friend was alright.
She crawled out of the large king sized bed and shivered as her bare feet touched the cold marble flooring. She knew at once this wasn’t a typical hotel, it must’ve been one of the expensive high rises in Toronto that cost hundreds of dollars a night. She had some clothes on that weren’t her own - beautiful silk PJs that settled nicely on her body.
Was she wearing another woman’s clothes?
“Hello?” She called out again. This time, she heard a door click open, and gasped slightly when she saw the bathroom door swing to reveal Louis, who was half naked and rubbing a towel on his wet hair.
“Hello, darling. I was wondering when you’d wake up.” He said casually.
She couldn’t hide her completely bewildered look. “What’s going on? Where am I?”
He chuckled. “I’m not surprised you don’t remember. You were pretty hammered last night.”
She blushed furiously. “Did we…? Did we do anything?”
At least he had the decency of looking a little shocked. “Ah. Um… maybe we can talk about that later.” Why was he avoiding the question? Did something go terribly wrong?
“And who’s clothes am I wearing?” She couldn’t help the questions from spilling out one by one. He must’ve thought she was a complete idiot that just slept with guys every night, but this was new for her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had gotten so drunk.
“I had my assistant get it for you. Do you like it?” He asked hesitantly.
She nodded. “It fits perfectly on me.” He was sweet enough to buy pyjamas for her, but had to admit it was a little out of the ordinary. Was this what it was like to date someone famous? Wait, were they even dating?
“Oh. Do you know where my phone is? Or where my friend Charmaine is? I need to make sure she’s okay.” She felt like a bad friend. This should’ve been the first question she asked. He had settled on the unmade bed with his legs crossed. If she had just tilted her head a little, she might’ve seen what was underneath that towel… and though she wanted to, she had more important things to worry about right now.
“Sorry. I have no idea where your phone is, or where your friend is. I think she left with that kid with the rich dad, but I’m not sure.”
Sidney groaned loudly. She was nursing a terrible headache from the hangover, and now she was somehow stuck in Toronto with Louis Tomlinson?? None of it made any sense. “I… would you be able to drive me home? I don’t have any money on me, or my phone.” She had expected him to immediately agree, since he was clearly like a nice guy, but instead, he surprised her once more by abruptly standing up from the bed and strutting towards her determinedly. He was going so fast he hadn’t noticed the towel that was wrapped around him a second ago had fallen to the floor.
She gasped as she saw a flash of his dick before he pushed his body against hers, into the wall. It wasn’t too aggressive, but she still gasped again in surprise. “Louis…” She began, “your towel…”
He looked down along with her, smiled, and then looked up into her eyes once more. She wondered if her makeup still looked half decent. She must’ve been a mess. Were her falsies even still on? “It’s not like you didn’t see it last night.”
She blushed. “I don’t remember…” She was right. They had done something. And now that she knew, she could feel the soreness between her legs, something she always felt when the guy she was dating had done a good job the night before. “So, we did do something then.” She concluded.
He nodded. “I feel bad for taking advantage of you while you were drunk, but I had no idea you were that bad.” Though his words were kind, it was weird that he was still pressed against her, not letting her go. She should’ve been scared, but all she could feel was excitement. Her stomach was fluttering with butterflies, and she wanted desperately to press her lips against the ones so close to her right now she could almost taste them.
“Does that mean you’re not going to drive me home?” She half-teased. He shook his head slowly, and then pressed his body even harder against her, making her gasp as she felt his erection against her thigh, which wasn’t there a second ago.
“Are you sore?” He asked. She could only nod in response. The tension between them was palpable, and she couldn’t remember the last time she wanted to fuck someone this bad. He chuckled. “How about we make you a little more sore?” He lifted her up abruptly, making her giggle and gasp, and threw her onto the bed, making her bounce a bit before she settled down.
He licked his lips, and she almost groaned at the sight of how hungry his eyes looked. It seemed to have darkened a few shades, and it thrilled her that she was the one that made him look like this. Other 1D fans would’ve died to have Louis look at them like this. He crawled on top of her, with his crotch pressing up against her’s, and began to grind against her thin silk bottoms as he pressed his lips against hers. Her body seemed to react immediately, remembering what it did last night. She kissed him back hungrily, seeking for more, desperate for more. He began a slow rhythm of pushing his body against hers while opening her mouth wider and wider for him. She let his tongue into her mouth, and couldn’t help but moan against his lips as the kiss deepened.
She felt his hand move from around her waist down… further down and beneath her shorts. She didn’t want to stop him, and knew that she wouldn’t be able to. He pressed his finger between her folds and hissed. “You’re already so wet for me. Fuck.”
She almost came when she saw him put a finger into his mouth and suck hard. “You taste so good, baby.” He seemed to know what he was doing, because he pulled her pants down rapidly, and as he did, she saw a flash of his erection again. Fuck, it was even larger than before, with some precum already oozing out. He must’ve been very horny as well. It turned her on more that she was the one doing this to him.
He was already angling his body against hers, but before he could thrust inside, her eyes widened slightly. “Ah. A condom.” She said. She might’ve been desperate to fuck, but she was still a sensible lady.
He chuckled once more, with the head of his dick poking into her slightly. “Baby… we didn’t use a condom last night.”
“What?” She asked. This was bad. Really bad. By her calculations, she would’ve been ovulating around this time… and… could she be pregnant with Louis’s baby? There was no way. She had to take the morning after pill. And fast.
But for now… it had already happened once, so she might as well let it happen again. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and pulled him into her with one sudden thrust. He groaned out loud as he sunk into her abruptly. “Oh god, baby.” He hissed.
It felt so good to be filled up like that, to feel her body expand so fully to his length. He began to thrust in and out of her, slowly at first, and then so fast that she barely knew what was happening. All she could feel was the sensation of his dick inside of her, and the pleasure and heat that was pouring out of her body.
He reached down to play with her clit, and she gasped loudly. God, she was so fucking close. She knew the orgasm would be one of the best she had ever had. His dick just felt too good. “Louis… Louis… I’m cumming!” She cried out in the midst of her moans.
“Let’s cum together baby.” He replied. She nodded, and felt her body release suddenly as she moaned out loud, practically screaming. She clenched against his dick over and over again as her juices poured out, and he groaned as he was taken over the edge as well.
She could feel the heat of his load deep inside of her, and it drove her completely wild. She had never felt the sensation before. He collapsed on top of her after he was finished, and groaned as he pulled out. “I didn’t think it could even be better than last night, but it really was.”
She could only laugh softly in response before she fell back into deep sleep again, unable to help her exhausted body.
It was a few hours later when she woke up to the smell of breakfast. She rubbed her eyes again as she settled on the sight of eggs and toast, and smiled to herself. That was exactly what she needed right now.
Her smile wavered as she realized where she was. She still had no idea where Charmaine was, no idea how to get home, and no idea if they were even still in Toronto. She also had no access to a morning after pill, and feared the worse would happen.
Louis was sitting at the table, happily munching away as he saw her approach. “Hey sleepyhead.” He said as he scarfed down another bite.
“Hey…” She replied, biting her lip. “I was wondering if you could bring me home now. I still have no idea where I am.”
He shook his head. “Unfortunately, we’re deep into the tour for my new album, and I have too many concerts lined up right now to go back to Toronto.”
“Toronto? What? Where are we?”
“We’re in LA, you silly bunny!” He responded.
What the hell was going on? She wanted to run, but she had the feeling that he would easily catch up with her. She could fight him, but he’d easily win. When did she even get on a plane?
“So, you’ll be heading with me to the rest of my concert tour, and I’m sure you’ll have the time of your life travelling the world anyways.” He winked.
She could only stare at him. Was he serious right now? This must’ve been a joke. Maybe Charmaine was in on it.
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4 Months Later
“Hey babe. You ready to go?” Louis asked her. She was putting on the last of her makeup at the hotel room they were staying at that night, and excited to see one of the last shows he was playing. They were in Munich right now for the last show, and would be seeing some of Germany tomorrow before they headed back to LA, where she would be living with him for the foreseeable future.
“Yes! Come on!” She grabbed her purse and followed him, but not before looking back at a glass of champagne, which he had had the hotel sent up to celebrate with some of his friends in Germany earlier. She was about to lift it to her lips when she shook her head. “Ah, I forgot I can’t have alcohol anymore.” She said to herself.
He shook his head and walked back towards her, wrapping his arms around her affectionately. “Only a few more months to go, and you’ll be able to drink again.” He rubbed his hands against her swollen tummy, and they both smiled down at it, a baby they had both learned to love so much in these past months.
It was only when they reached the venue when Sidney had wondered one last time what had actually happened to her friend Charmaine, before shaking the thought out of her mind. She was here to have fun tonight, afterall.