MY PROJECT IN SCHOOL IS REEEEEALLY STRESSING ME OUT SO I'M REALLY SORRY TO THE PEOPLE THAT I PROMISED A NEW CHAPTER TO. :(
ANYWAY... HERE'S WHAT YA'LL HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR ;)
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CHAPTER 17
SALSA?
Lizzie's POV
“Have you ever been to Number Zone, Jer?” I heard Amy ask Jeremy, lifting her eyes from the television screen.
“Nope” Jeremy answered.
I actually didn’t listen to them since I was too busy trying to ignore Harry’s glares on me and Jeremy. Why? Because we were now sitting at the loveseat in my condominium. That’s not the only thing. I was practically seated in Jeremy’s lap since the space was too small for his fast ass. More like muscled, my subconscious sneered inside my head.
“Why not?” Liam joined in their conversation. I noticed no one was watching the movie anymore.
Jeremy shrugged, “I was too busy to even have fun”
“Smart ass” I coughed in my hand.
“What was that, princess?” He suddenly faced me, quirking one eyebrow up.
“Nothing” I feigned innocence.
He shook his head and pointed at his ear, “No. I thought I heard you say ‘smart ass’”
I nodded, “I did”
He playfully growled and started tickling me and blowing raspberries on my neck. I could practically feel his hot break on my skin. Damn! This is my weakness.
“Shit…Jeremy…stop!” I started laughing uncontrollably.
He pulled away and said, “Oh princess, you and your giggles”
I slapped his shoulder—which didn’t seem to faze him. “I do not giggle”
He raised an eyebrow, “If I stop calling your ‘chuckles’, ‘giggles’ would you please stop calling me smart ass. You’re the valedictorian”
I rolled my eyes and nodded nonetheless.
“You’re the valedictorian!” Niall exclaimed.
“Geek!” Louis started laughing while jumping up and down in the process.
I frowned, “Hey! Being the valedictorian means that I was the smartest. No one even called me a geek. I was badass!”
“That’s what she said” Louis smirked.
“Those jokes are lame” Amy, Jeremy and I all chorused together. We all looked at each other in an awkward silence and burst out laughing.
“Did you guys rehearse that?” Zayn suddenly asked.
Amy shook her head, “Not at all!”
“I’m bored” Harry suddenly proclaimed, looking uncomfortable.
“What do you want to do?” I asked him.
He pretended to think for a second before finally smiling, “Wait. Didn’t Jeremy say that he hasn’t been to Number Zone yet?” The emphasis on Jeremy’s name was enough to place me in an ordeal.
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Number Zone (A Harry Styles FanFiction)
FanfictionNumber Zone. A small club where everyone should be masked. Where identities will be revealed at a certain time. Where you will be given a number, making that number your identity for the night. What happens when two unlikely persons will...