Learn From Me - L.T

08

"Never say never bitch," She continues with her flirty demeanor as I finish making my drink and turn around to Niall who's furrowed his brows at my outfit instead of my drink.

"What do you have under that hoodie Amy?" He asks and my eyes lit up at the reminder that I was still wearing my zip-up.

"Allow me to show you," I giggle, unzipping and throwing off my hoodie to show him the outfit Val had picked out. It was a black corset and matching skirt, fishnets crawling across my legs while my red necklace framed my collarbones.

His eyes widen at the sight of my clothes, blinking slowly a couple times as he zoned in on my waist and the way my thighs looked while being covered in thin black lines. The fishnets were ripped slightly from scraping my thighs against a brick wall while running from the cops. The tight corset pushed my tits up and together, it also exposed the kiss mark on my right boob left by Val's beautiful lips.

"Jesus fuck Amy," He snaps his eyes shut, turning his head away and grabbing my cup. "I'm about to fuck you on this goddamn table,"

I laugh, pushing him away. "Fuck off you creep, what are you doing with my drink?" I ask and he sighs out heavily before throwing his head back with my drink to his lips. "Hey!" I snap.

His Adam's Apple bops up and down as he gulps down my freshly made drink. His free hand reaching out and gripping my waist again. I pout up at him, watching him drink up my masterpiece until it was nothing but droplets at the bottom of the cup, handing it back while panting heavily.

"Ugh, fucking hate Malibu." He licks his bottom lip. "Fuck, that didn't help."

"Help what?" I snatch the cup back, tucking my hair behind my ears to make myself another drink. I really hope my hair doesn't get annoying tonight, Val was the one that convinced me to wear it down tonight.

"Do not leave my sight, those boys are already staring at you." He nudges my shoulder before walking off towards the fridge and I giggle to myself. We are going to have to carry him out of here by the end of the night.

I peak over to the guys, catching a few eyes staring me down and I look back at Val who's already twinkling her fingers at them. I snort, continuing to pour my drink as I wait for Harry to make an appearance at his own home.

Louis ☕︎︎

"Louis.. why are you calling me?"

"She fucking left, Zayn." I huff, looking around the empty house in disappointment. "And she took the alcohol with her,"

"Who? Amy? So she went out with her friends for the millionth time and took alcohol with her, what's the big deal?"

"Zayn listen," I grumble, annoyed that she'd actually leave the house and act like we were not in the middle of something. I was so fucking ready to spread her open and fuck her in her own kitchen but no— her fucking friends had to show up and take her away from me.

"Valerie and Niall came and took her to Harry's house. I had to hide in the fucking kitchen like a rat and then she left,"

"Louis, what did you expect her to do? Say she has company and can't leave? I told you that this thing you guys are doing won't be easy and it'll suck sometimes. How do you think I feel? Val ditched me because Niall called her in the middle of our movie night,"

"You didn't say she'd be taken away from me, this is bullshit. Why can't I just go pick her up?" My hands pick up the remote to the large TV and turn it on, throwing myself onto the couch.

"How are you more worried about her leaving than you getting caught? You can't be that careless around her.. Are you still at her house?"

I hesitate to respond, "Um.. no, I'm at my house."