No Regrets

It was about 11:30 that night after I had ended my shift and changed out of my black work dress when I finally met my friends at this night club on Bourbon Street. I was eighteen, so I didn’t need to use a fake ID to get in anymore, but I did use my fake to order the first few rounds of shots for us until guys began to notice us and pay for our drinks.

I was already pretty drunk and dancing with some randoms on the very crowded dance-floor when I felt a very strong arms wrap themselves around me from behind. The guy ran his hands down my sides and stopped them on my hips. He pushed my hips against his to start some intense grinding. He was a good dancer, but so was I, so we were a pretty hot match for each other. Wanting to see this guys face, I grabbed his hands and turned around in his arms to face him, not breaking our rhythm. However, when I saw his face I broke the rhythm and stopped in place.

It was Harry Styles.

Disgusted, I walked away from the dance-floor only to have him follow and grab my hand. He turned me around to face him and held me there so I couldn’t escape his glare.

“Lizzie, I was a total jerk at dinner, but I was angry at someone else, as you know, and I took it out on you. It was no excuse, but let me make it up to you. Let me show you that’s not how I really am.”

After a moment, I nodded. Just hearing him say my name in his accent made me weak. He seemed sincere and I was already tipsy, so I agreed to follow him back into the VIP lounge. Once we got back there, I was still tucked under Harry’s arm- because I needed his support and because I’m pretty sure he thought I was going to run away from him. I was happily welcomed by four other equally drunk boys.

“LOOK WHO IT IS. WHAT A COINCIDENCE WE’RE AT THE SAME PLACE. HARRYANDLIZZIE. I CALLED IT. I KNEW IT. IMAGENIUS.” slurred a very drunk Louis. “Harrehhh we had a few drinks without you, hope you don’t mind love. But don’t worry, there’s more than enough to go around. IM LEGAL NOW TO ORDER HERE NOW GO AMERICA”

We were laughing at Louis and before I knew it, I was engulfed in a tight side hug from Niall. He reeked of beer and cologne, but it was a nice mix. It seemed to fit him.

He began to whisper in my ear, “I’m so glad you forgave our little curly monster for his ruuuuude behavior. Between me and you, here’s a secret, but it’s not a secret. You’re really hot.”

Harry pried Niall off of me and pulled me to sit on his lap. We started to talk but quickly decided to make our conversation more interesting by playing a drinking game called Never Have I Ever. I like this game because it’s a pretty easy way to gage how slutty everyone else is in comparison to you. It was just a two person game between me and Harry, so I got to know some personal details about him pretty quickly. We were pretty much equally experienced, and according to the game, typically the more experienced you are, the more you have to drink.

This is how, sitting together in the back of the VIP lounge on a Friday night with a tray of Grey Goose shots, Harry and I got totally shit-faced. Our actions got pretty fuzzy, and we started to get more and more comfortable with each other. The sexual tension was unbearable, and before I knew it, he grabbed the side of my face and pushed his lips against mine. He was a good kisser, so I eagerly fought his tongue with mine, but he gained dominance and I willingly let his tongue explore my mouth. I moved my right hand and tangled my fingers in his curls. As I pulled on his curls, he moaned lightly. I couldn’t hear it, but I could feel it in my mouth. He moved his right hand from the side of my face and trailed it down my side, lingering on my breast ever so slightly. This kiss was growing very heated very quickly, and before we lost total control, I pulled away, but all hands stayed in place. We were both faintly out of breath, and when I pulled away and opened my eyes, his green eyes were the first thing I saw. They were even more breathtaking than the kiss.

“WELL LOOK AT WHAT WE HAVE HEEREEEE!” chimed a very giddy Louis and Zayn. Niall was being escorted to the bathroom by a sensible, somewhat sober Liam. Louis pulled his arm from around Zayn’s shoulders and walked over to me and Harry.

“Because I’m your best mate,” Louis said to Harry, “and you’re a very pretty girl,” Louis childishly whispered to me, “I’m going to give you my room key to our room. You kids go and have fun.” Louis slid the key from his front pants pocket and tucked it into the breast pocket on Harry’s shirt. Louis then got up without saying anything else and dragged Zayn and a multitude of girls to the dance-floor.

As I turned back to Harry, he once again forced his lips on mine, this time with no tongue just force. I was dying for more but I pulled away again, and he whispered into my ear…

“Do you want to go back with me.. or..?” His whisper voice combined with his hot breath tickling my neck just about made me melt in his arms. Without giving him a verbal answer, I pulled him to his feet, and we left.

During the cab ride, we remained civil; all he did was run his fingers up and down my thigh. It wasn’t until we got through the security at the back door of his hotel, took the elevator up, and finally made it through the door to his room that he pushed me against the wall and kissed me with so much intensity that it shocked me. For a few seconds, I couldn’t even kiss back. When I did, and I moved both of my hands up to his hair, he picked me up and backed up until the back of his knees hit the hotel bed. He dropped back, and I was now straddling him with my knees as he sat on the end of the bed. As he began to work his way down my jaw line and suck and kiss my neck, I moved my hips so that I grinded my crotch against his, causing a moan to escape from his mouth. He moved his hands and unzipped my dress down my back. I pushed him to lie back on the bed, and still straddling him, I peeled my dress off over my head. I bent down over him and unbuttoned his shirt one by one until his sculpted chest and abs were entirely exposed. He then flipped me over onto my back and took his shirt entirely off. As soon as his lips touched mine again, his tongue was in my mouth. I bit his bottom lip as he pulled away from the kiss, and he slowly began to suck and trail kisses down my neck and continue down my torso...

When he came back up, I unbuckled his pants which he quickly removed. I moved my hand down and began to pull at the top of his briefs. He was already very excited, so I moved on top of him and slowly pulled off the briefs with my teeth. This drove him insane, so he pushed me back underneath him and thrust into me. I dug my nails into his back and made sure that I left scratch marks. He spent the rest of that night making me scream his name.

I was in pure euphoria. At this moment, I definitely did not regret giving this green-eyed, curly-haired boy another chance.