She Will Be Loved

Chapter 3

I had slightly thanked Harry for him interrupting Trev, the stranger that has been harassing me. Other than the small thank you I tried to ignore him and his dark stare for the rest of the night. I decided against going home after Mia begged me not to leave her and I sort of got the hint that she did not really like Katie. I'm kind of embarrassed at myself for not going home, after everything that's happened in the last three weeks. I shouldn't be doing this. I should listen to that small voice inside that want's me to be better than this. "Fuck it" I whisper to myself.

"Are you okay" Zayn asks after I just downed Three shots of the table.

"Yes mate, I'm fucking buzzing" I scream over the music, standing up and giving my hips a wiggle. Not one care in the word anymore as the alcohol has fully taken over my intruding thoughts.

"Lets dance beauty" Mia whispers in my ear and kisses my cheek. I glance at Harry for some reason. Its only a quick glance but I can see him smirking at me biting his lip. He catches my glance and his expression immediately changes to almost blank, blank but dark. My breath almost hithes in my throat. Before I know it I'm being dragged  to the dance floor.

Mia holds my hips and brings herself to grind up against me. We dance together in between sweaty bodies. I almost get the feeling she's really into this. I've never been with a girl. I never thought it was my thing until this moment. I'm not sure if its the alcohol or I'm actually feeling this.. Or it could be the fact you haven't been touched in about five months. My intrusive thoughts begin. We suddenly share a kiss but I can't help but laugh through it. It's definitely just the alcohol.

Lost in it all suddenly the lights come on and the music stops. I pull my phone put of my back and check the time. 2:45. Mia and I then walk back to the table to Katie on Harrys lap and Zayn making out with a random girl. The other three boys had left in the time we were dancing. I slump down next to Zayn as even though I don't know Harry, I get a really bad feeling about him. I would rather not be anywhere near him. 

I look at the table and see 7 drinks all full. Should I. I look towards Mia. "Who's drinks are these" I wonder aloud to her. 

Zayn the breaks away from his kiss with the girl on his lap. "ones yours, ones Mia's and the rest were the guys who already left" With that I then help myself to the one closest to me. Perfect a double vodka. I can't help but down it in two huge gulps. I look up to see Harry glaring at me. I can't tell what the look on his face is or what he is thinking. Mia decides to copy me downing her drink.

"So if they aren't coming back can I have another?" I ask with pleading eyes to Zayn. I see Harry shoot Zayn a look out of the corner of my eyes.

Zayn shrugs Harrys harsh stare off "why not, if not they will just get wasted" Perfect just the reply I was hoping for. You really shouldn't says my mind again. Not that I care. I deserve this after what I've been through. I then pick up another drink. I give it a quick smell before realizing it's gin. 

"I'm not ready for this night to be over" Whines Mia. Looking at me with glossy eyes smirking. The more I think about it neither am I. Although this is part of my problem. Once I start I can't stop.  

Zayn then starts to stand while downing his drink. "Yeah fuck it me either. You all can come back to mine" He says slamming his cup back down. Well I live in the same building so obviously I'd be going back for after's. 

I wait for Mia and Katie to agree with Zayn that an after party in his room was a good idea.

Once again I down my drink and stand up. Falling back down onto the couch I quickly get back up to my feet and laugh it off. Mia joins in laughing with me "You're smashed" I then hear Harry scoff.