I Can't Stop Even If It's Wrong!!

Chapter 26 part 2

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A few hours more and the party was finally over. There wasn't much wastage on the carpet and the floor in general because there wasn't any alcohol included. Funny how every party can be so much easier to clean if you just remove alcohol from the menu. I watched as one of my classmate couldn't help but flirt with Louis even at the end of the party and that idiot kept welcoming her advances. Apparently she wanted him to take her on a drive and you know get crazy with her. Ha, no need to ask, he already is a crazy shithead! Zayn, Liam, Ni and Wahliya stayed back to help clean and I was so glad that they did. Niall had gotten different kinds of gifts from everyone and how happy he was seemed in his face. When he opened my gift, he got a little teary eyed since, it was a memorable gift because the first time we had wrote an actual letter to each other while it was autumn. He hugged me as he did everyone before leaving. Zayn, Liam and Wahliya left bidding us a goodbye. And finally, it was just me and Louis. I glanced at him from the door, to where he was sat at the couch, smiling at his phone.

"Oh for fucks sake!" "god, he's disgusting" I mumble beneath my breath as I scrunch my nose in annoyance.

"What did you say?" He asks me raising an eyebrow turning his head towards me, rising from the couch.

Shit! I didn't mean for him to hear it! Shit shit shit!

"Nothing!" I pass in a hurry and into the kitchen.

"What were you saying Styles" he asks me, stepping into the kitchen, leaning against the wall with his hands dipped in his pockets.

I just ignore him and work on putting the clean utensils in place. After a few seconds, he started talking about the party, the dance, the girl he was basically clinging onto and not once did he utter shit about anything else. God he's annoying isn't he!?

"Oh for fucks sake Louis, shut up for once" I blurt out in annoyance.

"What?" His voice seemed shocked. But his face showed confusion. I turn back around and I keep on rambling.

"Look, I have no intention of hearing you babbling about grinding on a girl or the other way around! You can fuck her or whatever you want, I don't give a shit! Hell u can even grind on Liam even though he has a boyfriend, but obviously u don't give a shit about that too because that's what you are like! So throw another party, exchange numbers with that girl, take her out on the ride, sleep with her, spend the night with her, I don't give a shit!! You can sext her all you want just keep the disgusting details to urself to urself! I don't want to hear anything about it-" I kept on rambling until I heard a loud chuckle come from him. This was my breaking point! I turn around with an angry face to ask him,

"Something funny!??" My face was contorted in anger yet his face didn't change. He was trying to cover his smile by looking down and then looking at me. And nothing he was doing was making me less angry at him.

"You are a shithead!" I say in anger as I was about to leave, he cages me on the counter.

"Awww are you jealous that she was getting close to me?" He smirks at me. The glare I give him.

"I. Don't. Give. A. Shit!" I say each word with equal pause and anger.

"Oh sure you don't" he says as he leans forward at me and brushes his nose tip on my neck as he backs on the counter. This action had my breathing in spiral and I gripped the counter tightly as his body was bending me in half. His lips finally start touching my neck and then he whispers in my ear,

"You look hot when u are jealous" his lips attach to my jawline and then back at my neck. My eyes widen in shock and the way his mouth was being the perfect tool getting me weak in the knees. And his warm hands soon make their way under my shirt as he starts moving his hand up and down on my back. And then he lifts my shirt as he kisses my collarbones and makes his way down my stomach. He brought his lips against mine and we gradually melted into the kiss. It seemed like I was enjoying a little too much because as soon as he unbuttoned my jeans and slipped his hand underneath, he immediately stopped as if something was different. My eyes shot open and the memories came flashing down like a waterfall....I was wearing it! Shit! My eyes were staring into his in complete shock and utter embarassment. His hand was still feeling the material. He looked down and then at me. His face was unreadable as I was too busy scolding myself. He stepped away a little and asked me,

"What are you wearing?" His voice was deeper than usual. I ducked my head in shame and embarassment.

"Haz....what are you wearing?" He urged me to speak in the politest way he could. I lifted my eyes and looked at him. This time I could read out he wasn't really sure about it. He wasn't judging me but was curious. I took a deep breath and after a minute of mentally debating whether to tell or no, I started off,

"Its- it's a tho- thong.." I stutter as I feel the shame creeping up at my face.

I felt like I couldn't breathe. But as I watched how Louis's face changed hearing it, the feeling turned out more pleasurable than suffocating. A moment passes by where he just stares at me and licks his lips. It felt like he was trying to muster up courage to say something. I am sure he was gonna mock me for this or make a big deal..you know like bring back manly man kinda deal but never had I imagined I would be this wrong!

"Can I see? I want to- I want to see" he stutters.

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