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"C'mon cheer up Zayner, it's been months." Louis says after sitting down on one of the chairs of their table and sipping at his beer he grabbed from the make shift bar on his way. The colourful low lights casting shadows on them and people in ridiculously creative outfits buzzing around them at Liam's party.


Niall hums in response nodding his head on the beat. "That's what I'd been saying."


Zayn's friends Niall, Louis and his girlfriend Eleanor and some other friends were dancing for a while when Zayn decided to stay back and check on his phone as he can't dance and he really was just bored and ready to head home and the music was also shit remix so it wasn't helping either.


He pockets his phone as they start talking.


"Yeah, Zayn just try to enjoy and look Liam is happy to see you," Niall says taking a seemingly large gulp of his own drink. "And also we haven't been to a party in ages."


Zayn smiles and shakes his head at his friend's dramatics because technically it is a lie as they had just gone out two weeks ago.


It's just that Zayn really wasn't in the mood for a party and in particular for a costume party at that. He was already regretting agreeing to coming along with them, when he could've been at home chilling, but he knows Liam would have felt bad with him not coming to his party.


"I wasn't in the mood Louis. I told you I was going to have a night in. Didn't I?"


"And we all know how that would've gone -- sketching and sleeping," Louis says. "Like there's nothing wrong in that but please don't shut everyone out Z," He pauses to take a sip. "It happened alright and for one I think it was for best. Try to move on mate and don't forget she's the one to blame," he adds simply shrugging his shoulder.


Zayn sighs suddenly feeling too much with the conversation. "I'll be back, yeah," he stands to go to find toilet, as Louis and Niall nod.


He does his business, and takes a look at himself in the mirror as he washes his hands and tries to relax as he wipes them off with the tissues. Reminding himself he takes a long breath in and exhales slowly.


He just needed a minute to himself.


He knows his friends are just trying to help him and that what they say is true, she just played him but it hurts because he really thought it was going somewhere. Like he was finally opening up and being serious about them. But it's over now.


He shakes his head at himself and decides that as he's already here he might as well enjoy the night.

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He goes out and joins Niall and Louis who were having conversation. They drink on their beers and just talk about football and college, before the topic of finding someone for Zayn comes up somehow. Zayn rolls his eyes, thinks he'd get out of subject as he watches as Eleanor makes her way to join them after dancing for a while.

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