As i stepped in, i took a look of the
whole surroundings.
my eyes flew to one of the room’s corner, i
walked closer and saw Zayn was kissing
a busty blonde girl, in some corner of eyes,
tears started to form but i controlled
myself as i didn’t wanted to make a
drama at the party.
Sudddenly, i felt a large hand grabbed
my wrist. It was Harry, his hands
travelling up my shoulders turning me
to his side.
“Hey, wanna make him jealous” he
winked at me
“Absolutely but how?”
“come follow me”
He grabbed my hand tugging my
fingertips into his, he pulled me infront
of Zayn. Obviously Zayn was seeing us,
maybe he felt jealous but though i was
happy.
“Wanna dance?” he said raising his
right eyebrow.
“yeah, why not”
Harry took me to the dance floor, he
held my back and started moving. I felt
safe with him.
But then......
