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31. You Can't Twerk With Us

31. You Can't Twerk With Us

Narrator :

   Cindy's eyes widen to the size of frying pans. Not the pretty ones Rapunzel used to hit people; More like the hideous ones that have stains on them from three years ago. Yeah, those frying pans. The ones that can't get the grease and burn stains off. The burns and grease sort of represented the lust left my Zayn. 

   Cindy nods, plastering on a fake smile. Zayn says something else. She catches it, but dismisses it. Zayn dismisses her, going back to Maxxon. While Zayn traced his fingers up Max's arm, Cindy didn't miss the peck Max placed on Zayn's lips. Cindy scampered through the hallways, looking for her go-to person. Finally, she reached the floor with all the cubicles. She quickly went to the end, reaching her destination. Gasping for breath, she spills everything.

   "Oh, my god. Shelby. Mr. Malik has a new assistant!"

   "So?"

   "She's a girl! Not only any girl, but the girl on the picture frames around his office. They were getting all friendly and stuff. Can you believe them? The girl, Maxxon was her name, was not only close to him, but she had him wrapped around his finger. I am just so ticked off. I mean, I bet she doesn't even know what he does, right?"

   "Cindy, just 'coz you were degraded from assistant to copy-person, doesn't mean anything. I bet she actually wants a job and him being a friendly person offered her it. They're friends, right? So what's the problem? Just because you used him for your personal needs and he gave you extra attention at work, doesn't mean they're like that. Please, I have to finish work. So leave."

   With a huff, Cindy stomped down the hallway, mumbling something like, "What's she gonna do? Not allow me to be on her twerk team?"

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   "So you'll take the job?" Zayn asked, taking a seat on the desk across from Max. Max nodded, examining the picture frames around the office. "Alright, you start tomorrow." After signing many agreements and packets, it was official.

   "So, are we gonna celebrate or something?' Max joked, leaning against the desk with Zayn. 

   "Actually, yes. I invited the boys to the club by your apartment. Is that okay with you?" Zayn asked. Max's mouth dropped into an open mouthed smile. "That smiles makes me think you'll join us for your celebration?" Max smiles, quickly pecking Zayn's lips. It wasn't the sort of dramatic kiss they were both thinking of, but it was perfect. Both blush. Max coughs, clearing her throat. 

   "Sure. I hope they don't ban twerking there. They banned it at the club by the mall." 

   "Who's your twerk buddy?"

   "Louis is," Max proudly answers, a grin forming on her face. Zayn chuckles, crossing his arms over his chest. The room goes silent. The question on Zayn's mind bubbles to the surface. As he's about to ask Max, she cuts him off. Raising her hand to prevent him from asking, Max quickly responds.

   "You can't twerk with us."

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   "Ready?" Louis asked, walking through the door. One hand laid loosely on Eleanor's waist, the other shoved deep into his pocket. Eleanor, ever so gorgeous, had her hair in waves, falling carelessly over her shoulder. One arm around Louis' shoulder, the other hanging down her side. If they're not long lost twins, I don't know what is, Max thought.

   "Yeah." Max answers, fixing her hair. She pulls the blonde strands to the left side of her head, letting them cascade over her shoulder. She quickly slips on a pair of black heels to match tight, black dress. The dress had openings on the sides of her waist and a long sleeve on one hand. While the couple was distracted, Max shoves her phone down her bra, adjusting it to not bother her. "Alright," She smiles. "Let's go."

   Upon arriving at the club, they immediately spot the rest of the gang. They head over to them, Max's beauty catching many peoples' attention. Max smirks. I'm just using what my momma gave me. Max takes a seat next to Zayn, who wraps an arm around her shoulders. Max leans against Zayn's warm chest, the smell of alcohol lingering in the air.

   "Want a drink?" Zayn whispers, earning a nod from Max. "Excuse us, lads and ladies. We're gonna get some business down," Zayn says.

   "Get some, Malik!" Niall shouts as they walk towards the bar. Zayn smirks.

   "They're wasted."

   "Yup, but we will be too," Zayn responds. Max grins, taking a seat on the bar stool. And just as Zayn predicted, Zayn and Max ended up even more intoxicated than Niall. And to clear any confusion, yes; it was possible. 

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   "Alright, we're starting up the dares for the night! Anyone who wants to take part, on the floor! If not, take a seat somewhere else," The DJ announces, earning cheers from a certain corner of the room. And yes, it was the lads' corner. Each heavily intoxicated (with the exception of Rosie, who doesn't drink much), they stumbled onto the dance floor. 

   After several dares, it was finally Zayn's turn. He was excited; partly from the booze and partly from the partying. Zayn clasped Max's hand, dragging the giggling girl behind him towards the DJ. He didn't hesitate to check Max out, considering she was drunk and wouldn't notice. Meanwhile, Zayn did, pushing Max behind his body. The DJ shook his head, gesturing for them to come closer.

   "What's your name, mate?" The DJ asked, slinging an arm around Zayn.

   "Zayn. And that's Max," Zayn gestured over to Max, who cheekily winked. 

   "Well how about this. We lay your gorgeous friend on this table," The DJ said, gesturing towards the nearest empty table. "Get a can of whip cream. Spread it out on the bare skin on her waist. And if you're up to, you can clean it off, yeah?" 

   The crowd of people that was gathered around begin to cheer Zayn on. Max giggles, biting her bottom lip. Zayn winks, a dazzling smile forming on his lips. Zayn helps Max on the table, laying her down. He gently presses his lips to hers, earning some cheers. A moment later, the DJ returns with a bottle of whip cream. Max is giggling as he sprays it on her sides and over and around her neck. 

   Now or never. 

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   Sorry for the slightly long update. :( First day of summer! :D My inspirtation was the song to the left. Not very inspirational, but my friend showed me it and I listened to it while writing this. Enjoy xD