Texting Zayn Malik

1.

Parties are fun and all, however they aren't when you've just been dumped and have to third-wheel your best friends.

"Sy! Come take a shot with us!!!" Tatum shouts over the loud music to me. I just nod my head as I walk over.

"Okay what kind of shots are we consuming tonight?" I ask.

"Like you have to ask! You know we only do tequila shots in this city!!" She squeals with excitement.

It's true. Living LA most people only really drink tequila, sometimes if you go to the right party, or are with the right people, you can probably get vodka or whiskey.

"Okay, everyone got a lime and salt on their hands?" Brooks asks, Tatums boyfriend.

We all nod our heads.

"Okay. ONE! TWO! THREE!" We all shout in unison before downing our shots.

The liquid goes down my throat and into my chest in a fiery path. I scrunch my face and shake my head. Before we go for another round.

The bartender knows us by now and what we drink because we're here so often. By now we've already had about 16 shots and 11 is my limit, but I don't care I need tonight to be fun.

"Let's go dance for a bit!" I shout to Tatum dragging her to the dance floor. The music is so loud and I feel like I'm flying. Moving my hips to the beat and tossing my curly hair around not caring whom I might hit with. Soon I get drowsy and want to sit down.

I walk to the bar and ask for a Malibu Sunset. Watching my best friend make a complete fool of herself, dancing like a maniac is so funny that I didn't realize I was laughing til I felt my stomach hurt and tears come out my eyes. And that's when I see the most jaw dropping, panty soaking, sex on legs, looking man on earth. Zayn Malik.

He is like my favorite celebrity on the planet. And this will not be good for me because I'm drunk, like really, really, really drunk.

He looks so amazing with his black shirt with red flowers, his black semi ripped jeans and all black sneakers. His hair is styled in a ruffled quiff. His beautiful jet black hair.

I have absolutely no idea how I'm being so observant in this state of mind, however just look at that man.

Just then he turns and looks in my direction, and smirks. I turn around and see a blonde behind me smirking back at him.

Of course he's not looking at me, why would he even? He's a famous celebrity and has a solid type of tall blondes who have plastic faces and boob implants. I'm African-American and Native-American. I turn and look at Frank our bartender and ask for bourbon straight.

"That guy in the back paid for it, so don't worry about it." Frank says with a nod.

I don't even bother to acknowledge the guy, it's probably some creep. Instead I just raise my drink in the air and down it in one gulp.

Soon I'm dancing and just vibing out with Tatum and Brooks. They leave to his in a Lyft soon enough and I'm dancing by myself. Just then I feel hands on my hips and I smell this intoxicating of Creed Aventus For men. God I love that cologne. I have my eyes close and I turn around and reach my hands up to his face and bring it down to kiss him. The kiss is passionate and full of hunger. I know this is the best kiss on the planet because I've never felt this much passion in a kiss before.

Before I know it were in a Lyft driving down the street, lips still attached, and his hands are all over my body.

He picks me up out the Lyft and I wrap my legs around his torso and I feel him unlocking his apartment door. We get in the bedroom and I feel his hands lifting up my shirt and over my head, we break the kiss for two seconds and we're back at it in no time. Then I feel his hands unbuttoning my skirt and sliding it off. I probably should've worn a bra but who cares? I surely don't and he doesn't seemed bothered by it at all.

He soon takes off his shirt and pants while he kisses my neck and I run my hands in his hair. He's soon just down to his trousers and he's still grabbing my body like he never wanted to let me go.

He starts grabbing my breast with his left hand, while his mouth is licking and gently biting my nipple. His right hand is playing with my lower areas.

"Mmm baby" I hear him moan against my skin.

I continue to moan and grind my hips against his hand.

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Next chapter is very interesting don't worry about it lol.