Friendzoned? - A Zayn Malik fanfiction

Chapter 10: The Halloween Party

Everyone was having the time of their lives at the party. Most of the costumes were very original, you’d only see some few sluts here and there, but otherwise people were creative. Some were dressed as a toilet, the president and Indiana Jones. Others were the Frankenstein Monster and Ed, Edd and Eddy. The school was decorated so nicely, and the spirit was high. I haven’t been drinking because I prefer to have control over myself. Last time I was drunk, it went pretty bad and I can also take care of Lauren tonight. She was defiantly dead drunk. Within an hour at the pre-party she had a few shots, and you could just see it “helped” on her dancing skills. Zayn was staggering around, not knowing anything and he would come with a comment or two on how “sexy” I was.

“Ritz baby you look damn fine, can I take you home”

“Zayn behave your little drunk bastard, go flirt with someone else”

I would just act like nothing happened and he would walk away. Even though I was having a great time as well, it would hurt when I saw him dancing with someone else. Girls would be swooning around him and flirt like there were no tomorrow, and I just wanted to go up and tell them he was mine. But I couldn’t because: 1. He did not belong to me. 2. I was too big a pussy to say it even if I did date him.

“RITA, WHY ARE YOU STANDING OVER THERE? COME AND PARTY WITH US ITS FRIDAY AND YOU ARE AT A PARTY YOUR MORON!”

Oh. Lauren must have noticed I was being philosophic again. But I didn’t want to be near her though because she would just embarrass me and tell me to flirt with Zayn. A drunken Lauren didn’t care about anything.

“Hey Ritz what’s wrong huh? Even at a party you will be philosophizing about why guys have a dick and girls have boobs. C’mon love!”

Great, even Zayn has noticed me. I went towards him as he made a sign that showed he wanted a dance. Just as I stood in front of him, the DJ played a smooch tune and I literally wanted to die. Zayn didn’t hesitate when he rested his hands on my waist, so I complied and putted my hand around his neck as we danced in time with the music. It felt natural as we were dancing around, and I rested my head on his chest. This was just a small taste of how I wanted it to be between Zayn and me, but for him we were just dancing as friends. We had a peaceful silence and none of us spoke to ruin it, but of course it would not last forever.

“Rita help, I need to pee but I can’t go by myself because the bathroom is upstairs and these heels are killing me- wait am I interrupting something. Is that Zayn? Did you tell him that you l-“

“SHUT IT LAUREN I’ll take you to the bathroom, bye Zayn!”

What the hell was going on in her mind? She was just about to tell him that I fucking like him, and I bet he figured it out now. How can I ever look at him again, wow this was just my luck. I was furious and grabbed Lauren’s drink. Screw that “not getting drunk” thing.

“Lauren what the hell was that? We were just dancing and now he probably thinks I like him and things will be so awkward. You owe me a drink and three shots!”

“You do like him and what the fuck do you mean with that, I thought you didn’t want to drink but whatever you say, here take this £20 and buy what you want. But first, help me to get up these stairs! I knew I shouldn’t wear heels.”

“Who would have thought that Barney wears heels? But okay, hurry”.

With some help from other girls I got Lauren upstairs and she made it to the bathroom before vomiting. I found Annabel upstairs as well, snogging with some guy and I made sure she would help Lauren downstairs again, so I went to buy something to drink at the bars.

“Two shots please”

The guy behind the bar was a senior student, and he started flirting with me. He sure was hot, but I just wasn’t interested so I took my shots and found a couch to settle down. As I took my first shot I felt the vodka burn down my throat, and I remembered why I wasn’t a big fan of drinking.