red love (z.m.)

5. Emergency

"Devils voice is sweet to hear."

Next day, an invitation came into our rooms, it said that the hotel is inviting us to a big party in some club in Miami. The directions were on the invitations but I didn't bother to look cause I was really excited.

More boys!

More cocktails!

More vodka, tequila!

And more funnn!

I already knew what I'm going to wear. Black high-waisted shorts, a loosened, white tank-top and black heels. Perfect.

So the day ended fast cause everybody was excited for the party and Harry was even in shopping for the perfect shirt. That boy is crazy, he is worse than a girl like me.

"Sky, are you ready?" I asked Sky as I was touching up my makeup. I have black smokey eyes. Perfect! Again..

"Yeah, just a second." She yelled from the bathroom. When she came out my mouth fell down. I gasped. Damn, she's beautiful.

"You are gorgeous Sky! You're going to be the prettiest of them all, and Harry will make you his!" I said, clapping my hands together. "This is all for him Char, everything." She changes her features and her face falls. I'm so sad and sorry for her, if Harry doesn't do anything tonight I think I'll just simply kill him. That's all.

The guys came for us and once again my mouth almost fell down. ALMOST. Zayn is so freaking hot, how can he do that? Be so stunning all the time. He checked out my body, from head to toe, smirking. What's that supposed to mean? I'm gonna kill this boy too. Jesus I'm such a morbid person. What's wrong with me? Never mind.

The taxi drove us to the club, big club. Music was really loud and there were a lots of people, drunk, passed away and even sober, thats something for a change, positively of course.

They put us in the VIP section and the party can begin ladies and gentlemen.

The music is so good, everything is perfect except that Zayn is here. But who cares he can watch as men come and start to flirt with me cause I'm irresistible, shame on you Zaynie-poo.
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My favourite song comes, "Do what you want" from Lady Gaga, I stand up and go straight to the dance floor with my cocktail. I love this song.

I start dancing, all alone, just swaying my hips in the rhythm.

I drink up my cocktail, feeling much better, I fell someone's hands on my hips, and his breath fanning on my neck. My lips turn into smile, feeling the familiar scent. I turn around meeting the already known, chocolate eyes pricing into mine.

He looks at me so purely, like he is searching for my lust to come out.

I put my hands on his neck as he pull me even closer to him, hands on my upper bum. He was so gentle but at the same time so rough. I like that.

I turn again, my back facing his chest and start swaying my hips, he starts kissing my neck and the atmosphere is so much more intense and passionate. I hate him so much, He knows just what to do to girls to make them want him, but too bad for him, I'm also a good teaser. Fûck you Zaynie.

I go back to him much more closer, our bodies pressing into each other, can't be closer. He spins me around, facing me. Our bodies still moving but it's like everything and everyone stopped, just paused. I only see him and he only sees me, alcohol and lust mixed up, I cam already see my self kissing him.

But stop. I have to stop my self.

He cocked his head, wanting me to kiss me, but I can do this. I don't have any emotion for him, it's just lust, I know that, it's just lust when you're drunk. An idea came to me, I smirked.