Chapter 6 ~ Zayn
Cute brunette, too tall; cute red head, jacked up teeth. Damn, not a girl here has even caught my attention. Ali and I have been here for two hours and she ditched me half an hour ago because some guy looked at her.
Honestly, I could never understand girls and I have sisters! Maybe I'll just order another beer, it'd only be my third. I wave over the bartender. A young brunette with a fit body...and a ring on her finger.
She walks over, "What can I get ya?"
"Just another beer please", I don't even look at her.
"How many have you had?"
"Two. Now can I have another?", I say rather rudely.
She sighs and grabs me another beer, setting it down but, not without saying, "Be careful tonight."
I just nod, grabbing my beer I take a big gulp. Some people are really nice and I wonder how. I lean on the counter and scope the floor for any girls. I turn to my right and see two girls and a boy sliding into a booth. I can't see their faces but it's a blonde and a brunette. The brunette is in a tight black dress with red heels, her short hair is wavy. The blonde is in a red dress that poofs out from her waist and stops above her knees. She has black heels and her hair in loose curls. She's a real looker.
The blonde laughs and flips her hair behind her back and... HOLY SHIT! I choke on my beer, no way in hell! It's Kali, right in front of me. What is she doing here? I really want to talk to her but, she'll probably tell me to piss off. I take another swig of my beer and then go to he dance floor. I search for any girl to dance with, then I spot Ali.
"Let's dance", I yell over the music.
"Okay!", she chirps.
I pull her towards an open area in clear view of the table. Ali and I dance with almost no space between us, her hands on my chest. Every now and then I'll sneak a glance at the table but Kali is laughing with her friends. This time when I look over my eyes lock with hers. She had no expression on her face and almost looks like saddness and disbelief, but that can't be right. She took off on me earlier.
I go to take a step towards her when she whispers something to Anna. Anna slightly moves enough to let Kali out. As soon as Kali is out she takes off toward the bathroom. This wasn't just a normal have to use the loo run, something is bothering her...and I think it's me.
"Zayn...Zayn!", Ali calls my name. "Jeez! I've been trying to get your attention for five minutes. Are we dancing or not?"
"Uh...yeah", I take one last look at the table. Anna's eyes catch mine and she shakes her head, almost disapprovingly. I really shouldn't be doing this, dancing with Ali. If I want Kali, then I can't be doing this. "Sorry", I say as I walk back to the bar.
"Ugh! Whatever Zayn! I know you want that loser anyway", she yells.
I stop, blood boiling. I turn quickly, "What did you call her?!"
"Kali, she's a LOSER!", she yells again.
"You have no right! You don't know her", I snap.
"Neither. Do. YOU!", she pokes my chest with every word. "You never will", and with those words she storms off. I'm left dumbfounded. Her words lingering; I never will know Kali, not if I keep messing up.
I make my way back to the bar and sit on the stool I was before. I look towards Kali's table and notice she's still not there. I scrunch my eyebrows, is she still in the bathroom? I look around and see a bright red dress on the dance floor. Her blonde curls bounces around as she dances. She's dancing? With a random guy? I watch closely and see it is Kali, grinding on a random guy....wait, THAT'S NIALL! Why is Niall even here? Isn't he early? Why is he dancing with Kali?
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I Don't Need You (A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction)
FanfikceKali Clair has lived in London for her whole life. She is newly 18 and lives with her only two friends, Anna and Louis Tomlinson. She met the Tomlinson's about two years ago and they came at just the right time to help her out of her troubles. Kali...