"They asked me for drugs, so I told them about your smile..."
_____
House Party - Sam Hunt
Chapter 32
August 8, 2015
_____
Ella sat on the couch, debating whether or not to go out, or stay in.
Zayn laid on his bed, thinking about Ella, with a smile on his face.
He pulled his phone from off of the bedside table, and unlocked it. But before he could call Ella, she called him.
"Baby, come out tonight." he asked her.
"Zayn, I don't really feel like getting up and going. I'd rather stay at home."
"Well fine. I will come see you."
She smiled at the other end of the line. "I look like hell warmed over with a vengeance."
Zayn started laughing, "As if. You could never look like hell warmed
over with any type of vengeance. You're too pretty for that. Anyway, I've got to go pick up a few things, so I'll be over in a few."
"Okay, sugar muffin. See you then."
He chuckled again, and paused, listening to her giggling.
Ella bit her lip, "I love you"
Zayn smiled. "I love you too"
They hung up their call, and Ella immediately began cleaning her house, picking up clothes, and different things that were strung about.
She got into the shower, and cleaned up quickly, throwing on a pair of shorts, and a t-shirt.
No sooner had she gotten finished fixing her appearance, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in" she said, opening the front door.
"Help me out here, babe" Zayn said, handing her a case of coke, and a couple of 'Albertsons' bags.
She laughed as Zayn ran back to his car, and grabbed several more bags. "What is all of this."
"If you're gonna be a homebody, we're gonna have a house party." he said, then pressed a kiss to her lips.
He opened every curtain, and window in the house, moved some of the furniture around, and blared the radio.
"I invited some of my friends. Don't worry, they're good guys." Zayn said, opening the door, letting multiple guys, & girls into Ella's home.
That's when things started getting crazy.
Dancing, singing, drinking, flirting. Everything that you'd expect of a bunch of teenagers at a party.
After being introduced to everyone, Zayn dragged Ella into the living room, "Let's dance"
She threw her head back, laughing, as Zayn began dancing like a crazy man.
"I can't dance" she yelled over the music.
"It's easy" he placed his hands on her hips, as she swayed to the music.
Ella began to lose herself in the music, and in the dance.
With people surrounding her, the music practically pulsating through her body, and Zayn's hands roaming her body, as she danced.
Zayn stood behind her, with one arm around her waist, the other gently gliding down her arm.
She laid her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes, as his body moved against hers.
"Let's go upstairs, yeah?" she asked Zayn.
Zayn took her hand, leading her to her room, and closing the door behind them.
