Moments Unseen (One Direction)

Chapter 8 - Night Life

A knock on the door told me the boys were here; they showed up at 8 o'clock on the dot. Thankfully my parents were out for the night, and my elder brother had his hands full with my sisters, so there was no one that actually cared to meet the people I was going out with. Apparently, Niall was elected to come to the door to get us.

"Hey Nialler," I said with a smile.

"He- uhh," was all he could manage to get out. I guess my choice of outfit was a bit, well, revealing. In my defense, Mads insisted on picking out my clothes; I was squished into a tight black dress that came down to mid-thigh paired with some black studded stilletos. To be honest, I love the studs on my shoes. But, the rest of the get-up isn't me at all.

Niall stood there, still unable to speak, so I did it for him, "Yes, we're ready. Mads let's go!" Mads came gallivanting down the stairs, not wearing any more than myself; she had on a skin-tight deep red dress paired with silver heels. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair was kept down, whereas my long brown hair was up in a high pony-tale.

Mads and I started our way down the walk to the SUV waiting for us, when I noticed Niall still standing in the doorway.

I sighed, "Come on Nialler, you can stare later!" With that I grabbed his hand and pulled him along.

We stepped into the car and suddenly four pairs of eyes were glued to us. "Um, hi guys.." I said with a wave of my hand.

"Hey guys" Mads greeted.

The car ride was unusually quiet. Not silent, just quiet. Quiet for being in an enclosed environment with One Direction, anyway. Thankfully, it wasn't too long of a drive, if you don't think 45 minutes is long. I mostly talked to Niall the whole way so that made it go quicker.

When we got to the club we got right in, much to the dismay of those waiting in the very long line outside. Straight away we all head over to the bar and the boys order us a couple rounds of drinks. After our second drink, (technically we aren't old enough to drink, but then again, technically we aren't supposed to be in a 21+ club either... Thank you One Direction hehe), Mads dragged me out to the dance floor.

Mads grabbed me close to her, our chests touching, and she yelled into my ear, "Zayn hasn't stopped staring at you all night! He totally likes you!"

"Of course he has been staring at me, I look like a hoe!" I said with a slight chuckle in my voice.

We were having so much fun just dancing with each other, we weren't drunk, not even in the least. Mads and I aren't light-weights, it takes a lot more than two drinks to even phase us. It was just pure fun. Suddenly an arm snakes around my waist, I assumed it was one of the guys, so I went with it and kept dancing. At one point in the song I turned around and was face to face with some random, sweaty, repulsive stranger. I quick pulled out of his grasp and attempted to leave, but the guy grabbed my by my waist and pulled me back into him. I slapped him on his chest and pushed with as much force as I could but he didn't budge. "Let me go!" I yelled. His disgusting body just kept swaying to the beat. Out of nowhere, his hands were ripped off me and he was shoved backward.

"She told you to let go," Zayn growled. I don't think I could've imagined Zayn being that angry. Sure, he was mysterious and quiet, but I could've never pictures him being angry.

The guy tried to respond, "Oh yeah? And who the hell are you?" But because of his drunken state it came out like, "Oh thla? N whoo thehellareloo?"

Zayn have him one good shove and he fell right over and Zayn grabbed my arm, hard, and pulled me over to a booth.

"Ow, Zayn, what the hell?!" I snapped.

"Why would you let some creep be all over you like that?!!" He snapped right back.

"Well surely I didn't know he was a creep. Thank you for helping me, but seriously what the hell is going on with you?"

"Nothing." He barked.

I didn't reply. I don't know what his deal is. But, I have to admit, angry Zayn is hot. So hot. So, so hot. Wait, Jessyka, STOP. I was wrapped in my thoughts for quite a few moments in a comfortable silence with Zayn next to me.

Next thing I knew, Zayn was pressed up against my side, so close that I could feel every second of his heart beat on my shoulder, and each breath on my ear sent shivers through my entire body. But along with the feels I got, I could also smell the alcohol on him.

"You know, you look a little too good tonight." He gushed, "I'm really glad you came out, Jess"

"Y-yeah... Me too..." I stuttered. Him being this close to me is definitely have some kind of affect on me, and I'm not sure I like it.

He placed his fingers under my chin and turned my face so I was facing him. For a moment, we just stared into each others eyes. And suddenly it was like this dark corner of the club, our little booth surrounded by dancing, drinking, music, laughter, and lust- striken couples was alone. Each and every one of those elements disappeared one by one so it was just us. Just Zayn and I alone.

In an instant that moment was transformed, instead of us being alone in some high class club it seemed as if we were floating in space. Because in that instant Zayn kissed me. In that moment all time had froze. In that moment an electrical current pulsated through every fiber of my being.

To say I enjoyed it would be an understatement. I really just hope he isn't too drunk to remember this. And I really, really hope he doesn't regret it.

****~ A/N:

I hope this is long, as you guys know I am writing this on my phone. So I can't really tell how long it is. On my phone it seems really long, but I don't know how it looks for you guys?

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~Tabitha