I Want You to Rock Me

"Sexy!?" Carly cried, laughing her ass off. I rolled my eyes. "What do you have that's sexy? Your wardrobe consists of lots and lots of boring colors like gray and black and white!" She laughed again, sending herself into a flurry of giggles and snorts. I couldn't help but laugh at my sister as she hee-hawed for several minutes, especially since she was in her underwear and a t-shirt for some reason, but it just made it funnier.
"Alright, alright, I get it. Sexy doesn't exactly come into context when you're referring to me." I said, which caused another snort to come from Carly and a stern and serious look crossed my face.
"Fine, Miss I'm Too Sexy For My Pants, let's see what you got in your closet hm?" I said, tossing a gray sleeved dress at her.
As we headed to her apartment, we discussed the cool clubs in town and which one would be best to go to.
"Are you going to join me sis?" I asked, a pleading look on my face. She sighed and gave me that 'I already told you' look.
"You know I can't, I have to study for admission to one of my classes I want to take. The test is in 2 days, I can't go." Carly said. I sighed.
"Yeah, yeah. I know." I replied as we pulled up to her flat. We jumped out and dove for her door. We raced each other to her room and I won.
"Victory is mine," I yelled jumping up, before bowing, "as usual." Carly just rolled her eyes at me.
She tore open her closet and started throwing things at me.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Carly calm down, I know I was excited but you will have to clean all this up without me, so don't trash the place." I said, which made Carly freeze.
"You're not gonna help me?" she asked. I looked at her like, 'duh!'
"No, I'm going to be gone all night and enjoy myself, and hopefully score some action tonight." I smiled and her face fell.
"Idon'twantyoutothinkI'mbeingselfishcauseI'mnot.Iwouldneverdosomethingtoreallyhurtyou,whatkindoffriendwould-" I rambled, before Carly stopped me.
"Whoa, now YOU need to chill the fuck out, I was only joking." We both started laughing and she continued throwing stuff out and we looked and sorted and searched until I found it. The perfect red silk, dress that hugged my curves and showed some cleavage, but not too much.
"Woooooooooooooow. No words honey, no words." Carly said, smiling from ear to ear. I couldn't help but grin also and hug the amazing girl who let me borrow this amazing gift. I was going to rock tonight.

***A few hours later***

I walked up to the bouncer who took one look at me and let me slide past. I smiled and as I entered the club, a lot of heads turned to me, and if my smile could get any wider, it would. I stepped onto the dance floor and figured I should start somewhere, why not dancing? I swayed my hips and bent my knees slightly, shaking to "Like A G6" which I thought was perfect for the moves I was putting out. I felt hands on my waist and someone was moving with me. I turned around to a pair of blue eyes. Niall Horan!!!! I smiled, and he did too, before he looked closer and nodded his head to the bar. I nodded as well. I could hear him barely, but I still knew what he was saying.
"You look amazing!" he yelled to me. I smiled and blushed.
"You look great too!" I yelled back, which caused a blush to erupt from him too. He looked at me again, before asking.
"You don't happen to be that girl from Nandos do you?" He asked and I sighed and nodded.
"Yeah, I am." I sighed, seeing what his reaction would be to leave. He smiled.
"Wow, I really must have over-looked you earlier. You wanna go sit with me and the lads?" He said, which caused me to blush again. I shook me head and declined.
"Oh, c'mon. Harry isn't over there right now. I think he's doing some blonde in the bathroom." He said and I laughed, before I realized he was serious. I reluctantly sighed and he held out his hand. As we headed over to a booth, I realized THE Niall Horan was holding my hand...wow. I could feel the tingles from shock and confusion hitting me like waves, and it made feel good. I smoothed out my outfit with my free hand. My brunette hair fell in waves to my shoulders and my strapless red dress was perfect, along with my ruby red stilettos.
"Everyone this is...um..."
"Pearl, my name's Pearl." I helped Niall. He smiled in relief and they all welcomed me to the table and we all made small conversation until I saw him.
He emerged from the bathroom after a busty blonde chick, like Niall said. He looked perfect, with a blazer and tight jeans. He was heading this way and I turned my head away. When he was standing next to me and I got a whiff of his nice cologne. I didn't dare look up at him. He was sooooo yummy though, I couldn't help it. NO! I would keep my head down until I had to look at him.
"Hi," he purred. My breath hitched in my throat and I looked at the person sitting next to me and it was Zayn. Zayn raised an eyebrow and then shrugged it off. Harry sat across from me, and I forced myself to look up at him. As soon as our eyes meet, he realizes who I am and I stand.
"I'm going to go dance, but I'll be back soon," I lied. I just needed to get out of that area and away from Harry. After how he treated me earlier, I couldn't possibly admit to liking him. I headed to the dance floor dancing like before, the way that attracted Niall. In a few minutes, someone grabbed my waist and hugged me to them. I could feel the tingles from where he was touching me. I never wanted it to end as the mysterious boy ground against me. I could feel his hard-on on my upper thigh. I wanted him, whoever it was.
"Pearl," he growled, and I realized who it was. Before I could react, he whipped me around and crushed his lips against mine. It felt good and I grabbed his head and positioned his head right where it needed to be. I don't know how long we made out, but it seemed like forever and nipped and sucked on my lips so much they felt swollen, but in a good way. Somehow, in someway we made it to my apartment and into my bedroom. He threw me on the bed, we kissed and kissed and I barely remember how much I screamed his name.

***The next day***

I woke with a jolt. I swear I felt sore, but in all the right places. I looked at my alarm clock and it read: 11:34 a.m. I flopped on the bed, suddenly remembering it was Saturday and I didn't have to work today. Someone groaned beside me and I didn't even realize I was naked until now and so was...Harry. Oh. God. NO.