We're both on Cloud Nine- Zayn Malik Fan Fic

3: Cannot Fall

~Rydell's POV~

"Thanks Charlie!" I shouted once again. After dinner Charlie dropped me off at a house party I told him about. It was eleven and the night was still young. Charlie and Nicole went to get a couple of drinks so they headed off to a local bar. I walked in through the front doors of the house and was greeted by a few people I knew. They weren't friends, more like acquaintances.

I walked in the kitchen and got a beer. I struggled with getting the bottle opened until a guys hand took it from me and opened it. I turned around and found Brett. Remembering what he tried to do earlier today, I stared to walk away from him.

"Rydell wait up please" Brett said grabbing onto my arm.

"What Brett?" I spat at him.

"Look I'm sorry for what I did. I was being stupid and I deserved the punch from that random guy. Please Rydell I'm so sorry, I screwed up. I'm sorry for calling you a Bitch. I really am please, please for give me." he said putting a strand of hair behind my ear.

I looked away but then back at Brett. He really was a great looking guy. He had stubble across his cheeks and on top of his upper lip making it look as if he were growing a mustache. His brown hair sticking forward but mostly to his right side. His thick chocolate eyebrows above his brown eyes. He was wearing a grey tank top shirt showing off his biceps and revealing a bit of a bruise that was caused by Zayn punching him. He exposed no chest hair, for he shaved it. I looked at his eyes again. They were full of regret, sorrow, and a tiny hint of lust that was always there when he looked at me.

"Rydell?" he asked once again.

"Just this one time Brett" i smiled at him.

He pulled me in for a hug and gently kissed the tip of my lips. Brett really was a great looking guy. At times he was caring and his lips were pink and perfect but what would upset me sometimes is that the butterflies and fireworks one got around someone they like were never present when he was around me.

"Come on let's go dance" I said pulling him and grabbing my beer that Brett had set on the kitchen island before chasing after me.

We made our way towards the middle of the crowd and started to dance. Our bodies moved to the beat of the song. I had my beer bottle in one hand and the other around Brett's shoulder causing our chests to be against each other. He placed both his hands on my waist but then moved his right hand on the small of my back a little to dangerously close to my bottom.

"Not yet" I said as I pulled up his hand and placed it on my waist were it had previously been. He chuckled as I did that.

We kept dancing and I kept consuming more alcohol. I took several shots and chugged down many bottles of beer.

"Come over here" Brett said pointing me towards the small little crowd around the kitchen island. He jumped up a bit and laid down on it lifting up his shirt and revealing his toned body. I laughed as I realized he wanted me to take a body shot from him. A blonde girl poured the tequila shot on his belly button and shook some salt over it. I quickly licked the shot and sucked the alcohol off of his body. The crowd started to cheer as I finished. I did this about two more times before Brett got up so the blonde girl can get poured the shot on her body.

Brett grabbed a hold of my waist and pushed me into one of the hallways. He pushed me up against the wall and started to kiss me.

"Mmm You're a little turned on aren't you?" I slurred

He chuckled and responded "You know me to well"

He deepened the kiss and begged for entrance. Our lips moved in sync while our tongues fought for dominance. He trailed his finger up my thighs tracing small circles along the way.