Let's Talk Dirty

I walked into my friend's smoke-filled party house and was immediately greeted by my friend.
"Hey Nate." I smiled and he chuckled. "I just got here and you're already smoking a joint?"
"Oh what's the problem Tasha? Shit. If I would've known that you were going to be such a buzzkill I wouldn't have invited you." He slurred and I laughed.
"Who all is here anyways?" I looked into the living room and sighed. "You invited him?"
"Oh don't be like that. Of course I invited him. You two are like best friends."
"He was never my friend. He just wanted attention. That's why he hung out with me."
I looked around the whole room and sighed again.
Taylor was here. I never really liked her. I mean yeah, we were once friends. But she just stopped hanging out with me and started to hang out with the bitch cheerleaders and sluts like them. She even dated my Senior crush, and I hated her for that. But I've grown to like her in small ways like when she actually laughs and stuff, but sometimes I can't even hear her voice without wanting to stab her in the neck.
Then there was Stacey, my main. Me and her have been bros since the beginning.
Then there was Nate, you know, the high asshole that I met at the door.
Then Jason, Gage, Haley, Michelle, and worst of all, Louis.
I loved everyone in here except for Taylor and Louis. And Nate has his times to where I want to punch him in his face, but I still love him to death.
"Oh my God! Tasha! Come join the party!" Stacey made eye contact with me and I smiled, sitting down beside her on the couch.
Taylor and I made eye contact, and she scoffed. Now that, made me want to stab her. But of course, I am a guest and I can't ruin this lame get-together.
"So bitches. What's the plan tonight?" Stacey said and Nate sat down in a broken recliner.
"Well we could order some pizza." Nate suggested and I laughed.
"I got here, actually making this lame ass party kind of cool. And now you want to order pizza? I don't think coming here was a very good idea." I said and went to get up but Stacey grabbed my arm.
"Who shoved sand up your vagina?" Jason said and I gave him a sneer.
"Go to hell." I sneered again.
"Okay. Let's just calm down, take a deep breath, and try to have some fun." Michelle suggested and I let out a deep breath, trying to avoid the bitchy looks that Taylor was giving me.
"Yeah seriously Tasha. Don't be such a dramatic bitch." I snapped my head towards Taylor, who had surprisingly said that to me.
I smiled and Stacey went to say something but I told her no.
I looked back at Taylor and she scoffed again.
"Are you going to say something whore? Or are you just going to sit there like the pussy you are?"
"Wait a minute. Hold the fuck up. You've slept with every guy in the fucking 12th grade, and I'm the whore?" She nodded her head and I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "Let me just get my point across here before you start calling me a whor-"
"Whore." She interrupted me. She, fucking interrupted me.
"Excuse me? I didn't hear you. Say that one more time." I stood up and she looked up at me.
"Whore." She said it slower this time and I got directly over her face. "Would you like me to spell it out for you?"
"I am seconds away from beating the actual shit out of you." I grated.
And she laughed just before saying, "Whore."
Then I tackled her to the floor and everybody immediately started to try to pull me off.
-30 minutes later-
"Okay. Now that Tasha is finally off of Taylor, let's play a game." Stacey said, trying not to laugh.
I looked to my right at Louis. He hadn't said a single word to me, and it was kind of pissing me off actually.
"Actually Stacey I think I'm going to go home." Taylor whined, walking to the door.
"Yeah that's right you fucking pussy! Go home and cry to your daddy like you always do. Bitch." Then she shook her head and left the house.
"Aren't you just so satisfied?" I looked to my right to see Louis, who had finally spoken to me.
"Yes I am satisfied. And who the fuck are you, coming into my conversation like that when you haven't even said a word to me in two days?"
"Okay Stacey. You want to play a game? Let's play a fucking game." Louis threw down his cigarette and sat down in the chair that Taylor was sitting in. "What do you have in mind?"
Stacey smiled and said, "Well I was kind of hoping we could play seven minutes in heaven."
"Okay, fine." Louis drank the rest of the beer that was laying on the table. Then he pushed everything on the table off and set the beer bottle in the center of the table.
"I'll go first." Michelle said, and when the bottle was finished spinning, it landed on Jason and she blushed.
Person after person, turn after turn, minute after minute. Every single person went into that closet in six turns except for me and Louis. Coincidence? Maybe not.
"Okay Louis. You're turn." Louis spun the bottle, and I crossed my fingers; praying to God that it wouldn't be me.
But, of course. It lands on me.
He looked up at me with a sudden lust in his eyes, but at the same time, it was drenched in anger.
"Come on sunshine." He rasped and walked to the closet.
I looked at Stacey and she nodded her head, making me stand up and walk into the closet with Louis.
"Is it even legal for us to do anything?" I laughed.
"I don't know. But even if it wasn't," He put his lips on my ear and I tensed, "I would still do anything and everything to you."
Then he connected his lips with mine and pressed my back to the wall. I was confused and mad at him, but at the same time, I wanted this. He kissed me harder and put his hands on my zipper, unzipping it and pulling my pants to my ankles. Chills went down my spine and I gasped when he pulled his lips from mine. He unbuttoned his skinnies and pulled them to his ankles, grabbing my thighs and pulling my body into his.
"I want it all." He mumbled on my jaw and I laughed in his ear.
"We have five minutes." I said.
"Oh trust me babe. I can still manage." He chuckled and pulled my underwear down to my ankles. "I've been waiting to see you like this for a while now."
He then pulled his underwear down and pushed my back to the wall. He rubbed his length over my clit, making me moan with eagerness.
"You might want to-" He shoved his length into me and I gasped. "Nevermind."
He chuckled in my ear again and began to thrust. He picked me up and wrapped my thighs around his waist, pushing his thighs against the wall. He thrusted upward, making me clench and grit my teeth. I tried to keep my moans as silent as I could, but too many were escaping from my mouth and I couldn't control them.
"You better calm the hell down before I lose control." He grated and I took a deep breath.
His thrusts were sloppy, but he still managed to keep them heavy and strong. I cursed in his ear as I ran my fingers through his hair. There was a knock on the door and I jumped. But he kept going.
"Time's up." We heard and I expected him to stop, but he kept going, making me squeal as he grunted with every thrust.
"Time is up." We heard again, except it was more demanding.
Louis growled and shoved my shoulder onto the wall, thrusting a few more times. But then he pulled out of me, growling again and pulling his pants up.
I pulled my clothes back on and he kissed my lips again before walking out of the closet.
I ran my hand through my hair and walked out of the closet, sitting down beside Stacey.
Louis and I were trying to avoid eye contact, but I saw him looking at me in the corner of my eye.
"So. Did you two finally kiss in there?" Stacey asked, nudging my shoulder.
"Yeah you can say that's what we did." I mumbled and she gasped.
"How about another round?" Nate suggested, and me and Louis immediately looked at each other and nodded.

Notes

There was a little more drama at the beginning than I hoped for but, you know. Oh well.
Tasha I hope you liked this! Next is for Katie... There shall be Calum.
*Kiss, kiss* Love me like you hate me. xx