The Fanfiction Writer (Completed)

Chapter Eleven: A College Party

Chapter Eleven: A College Party

**Lilah's POV**

"Are you sure you all want to come to a college party? A. College. Party." I try to make it completely clear that this is a college party, not some big Hollywood celeb party. The boys better know what they're getting in to.

We're in the limo heading back towards campus. Liam is still texting away and I have the feeling it's Danielle. Or at least about her. A small part of me pings with jealousy as I've always had a sort of soft spot for Liam.

"Hey Lilah, 'one mustn't frown so much'," Zayn bumps shoulders with me as he recites a quote from one of my fanfictions. I have the urge to take out my phone and tweet about it, but I don't want to weird anyone out.

I bump him back. "I'm not frowning. I'm thinking." Thinking about Liam's own frown and the crinkle between his eyebrows. Thinking about him dating Danielle. Thinking about relationships in general.

"You're thinking too much Lilah. Tonight should just be about partying and some good cold drinks." Jared pats my leg and leans against me. "You always think too much. Not everything is one of your fanfics you know," he mutters, sounding more than a little sketchy already and we haven't even had a drink.

No, not everything is a fanfic. But damn do I wish they were.

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When we finally get to the Frat House, there's loud music emanating from inside and drunk college students making out in every spot possible. A girl with a bright pink shirt has her hand in the front of a big shirtless guy, their lips attacking eachother ruthlessly. His hands reach down and grope her ass, causing her head to tip back.

"That's disgusting," Lena mutters. Her nose is pinched at the sight before us.

The boys have all taken on looks of shock. They aren't in college so I wouldn't be surprised this sort of thing will freak them out a bit.

"Ignore the cannibals. All the good ones are inside anyways," Jared says and fusses with his clothes, making sure they're in perfect condition. After shaking his hair a couple times, he struts up the stairs of the Frat House and walks through the open door.

"Alright boys. Let's go," I say and pin a smile on my face. This will be fun. This will all be fun.

I can feel the bass vibrations even before entering the house. People are everywhere. Red cups litter the floor, tables, and counter. It seems like each hand has a red cup in it as well.

"Great. There's plenty of drinks. I'm going to find the keg!" Niall yells over the loud music and pulls Harry and Louis away with him.

A couple people bump me on their way back towards the dance section. My body starts swinging with the beats.

"I think we should get some drinks!" I yell. I have to cup my mouth close to his ear just to be heard.

"Don't worry! Niall always comes back with drinks!" Zayn smirks down at me.

The dim light makes his stubby face look darker. I want to reach up and brush my hand against his cheek. I keep my hand to myself though. No character in my fanfics have gotten one of the boys to fall in love with her by her touching their face.

"In the meantime, we should dance!" He nods towards the dance floors. Couples everywhere are swanging against eachother. The scene is more sexual than anything.

I bite my lip at the mere thought of dancing alone with Zayn. "Oh yeah! Lena loves to dance!" I yell and look around us for Lena, but I don't see her anywhere. "Where's Lena?!" My throats getting a bit tired from having to constantly scream over the music.