The Mutual opposition

Little Black dress

Luna's POV

Seriously?! I thought we weren't going to have boys with us this time. This is absolutely ridiculous! And why is Lily talking to that curly guy? She HAS a boyfriend!
And were the heck did Roxy go. Probably drinking with that quiffed guy.
"You must be Luna Jones from Little Black Dress, am I right love? I've seen you a few times at a couple of Simon's conferences in the studio" says the guy standing next to me. He has a squeaky British accent as if his voice stopped changing in the middle of puberty.
Wow how'd he guess. Oh yeah, because of how close we've come
to the top of the charts together.
"Yeah. And your that guy from One Direction. How could I not know?"
He shifts his drink to his left hand before replying with a cocky smile,
"Well it's obvious love, we're just one step ahead of your band"
Why the heck does he keep calling me 'love'? Like who does he think he is, Roxy's mom? She's the only one who uses that word.
I just roll my eyes.
"Yeah you've sure got that 'number one' attitude" I retort, making sure my voice drips with sarcasm.
"Chin up blondie, your not the only one jealous of me. Plus, there are millions of girls just like yourself who would die to be in the position of having a conversation with Louis Tomlinson"
I don't know which is more disgusting. The fact that he's addressing himself as the third person or that he actually thinks I'm one of his obsessive fangirls. It's going to be a long night.

Lily's POV

The first thing I think is,
"I have to tell this guy I have a boyfriend"
But the second thing I think is, well, I don't think. In the little time I have to reconsider that, I am drunk as hell. My head spins and I can barley keep my eyes open.
I see a familiar set of green eyes appear next to me, and lucky for me, it's not an asshole ready to torment me because I am drunk. At least I don't think so.
"Lily?"
"Yeah"
His worried expression softens but clear concern is still written on his features.
"Babe, we need to get you home"
He chuckles, "you can stay the night at my flat"
"No, I need to.."
He cuts me off by encasing his large hands over mine and hoisting me up into his chest. Shit, What a gentleman. If Luke found out he would be torn. I wish I wasn't so wasted. But sometimes having fun has its consequences. Having fun isn't just excitement, it's being naive and foolish. Just how I ended up tonight. I have no fucking idea were Luna and Roxy are and I barley know this guy. I should have told him earlier, but I didn't want to come on to strong telling him I have a boyfriend. Sure enough I am following Harry aimlessly around the club until we reach the parking lot. And I don't even question him when he opens the car door for me to get in. Something tells me to trust him. And that's exactly what I do.

Roxy's POV

"Roxy, what the heck are you doing?!" Luna hisses through her teeth.
"What does it look like? I'm going to have fun!" I shout back.
"Yeah but we need to get home! I can't find Lily anywhere. And she won't answer her phone!"
"Luna just give me a few minutes" I say, ignoring her little attempts at protesting. Maybe I shouldn't have had that third time shot of vodka..
Oh well.
I head to the dance floor because it sounds like a great idea, being tipsy. Once I'm on the floor I feel a presence behind me and I whip around to find Zayn.
"Hello again love. Roxanne, correct?"
He's so gorgeous. But I want to give him the finger for calling me Roxanne.
"Roxy" I correct.
"My apologizes Roxanne" he says, sliding his arm around my waist.
I really wish Calum was here.
He must realize I tense up at his touch.
Zayn chuckles,
"Roxanne, I'm not going to hurt you.
Of course not, it would ruin my reputation"
Oh that gorgeous bastard..
"Are you as self-centered as I think you are?" I ask, feeling the immediate effect of the alcohol empowering me.
"Well once you get to know me" he jokes.
"Well I'm afraid I have to get back
to my friends. I have no idea where they are"
"Aren't they old enough to take care of themselves? I'm sure they're fine. , It's too late to go home now"
I sigh, defeated and he seems to smirk at his victory.