I'd spent at least an hour debating with myself on what to wear, I wasn't a party-going kind of girl, so my clothes never need to suit the occasion. I had to wear Valerie's clothes. Well since she's not actually here she won't mind me borrowing it for the night right?
I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring the dress I had picked out of Val's closet. A tight black dress, it ended mid-thigh and had a few cut holes at the top but not too revealing. I also borrowed Valerie's strapped stilettos.
"Knock, Knock!" Dressed in time and ready to go. I opened the door to Zayn, wearing his usual attire.
"Jesus!" he stood, looking me up and down.
"What?" I began to feel rather self conscious.
"Nothing, you just look amazing," he rubbed the back of his neck. I blushed and smiled at his comment. He cleared his throat, "Shall we leave then?". He led me out of campus and into his car.
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We pulled up into a drive way, but not the same drive way as the last time he took me to his house. This one was even bigger, almost resembling a mansion. The place was flooded with sweaty bodies. As the party raved around me, I couldn't help but notice a familiar blonde staring at me from across the room. I walked over to him.
"Hi" you smiled and greeted him.
"Hello" he gave a warm and friendly greeting back which was a relief.
"Having fun?" I asked him.
"I suppose," he shrugged "Haven't met anyone interesting, until now" He smiled at me widely, his teeth were perfect, white and straight. Was he flirting with me?
"Well I guess you're quite lucky" I said. We were just getting into conversation when an extremely drunk party-goer stumbled over.
"Hello! Who are you?" He shouted and slurred but he was understandable.
"Ariana, and you are?" I couldn't help but giggle a little at how drunk he was.
"I'm Louis," he says very loudly, he then wrapped his arm loosely around the blonde's neck "And this, is my best mate Niall!"
"We've met" I looked at the boy, you now knew as Niall and smiled.
"Oh you have, have you?" Louis took another sip from his cup.
I nod, "yeah, about 7 minutes ago."
"Well then! I seem to have interrupted!" he pat Niall on the back. "Sorry buddy".
"No worries, mate" Niall said to him.
"I'll leave you two, to it." he stumbled away. He stopped in his tracks almost as if he'd forgotten something. He turned around to face us.
"If you two end up having sex, wear a condom. Better safe than sorry" I burst out laughing, Niall hid his face in his hands.
"Sorry about him, he's just drunk" Niall said to me.
"It's okay. I quite liked him." I reassured him.
"I'm glad," Niall said, "Do you want a drink?"
"Oh, no thanks I don't drink."
"One drink won't hurt" he gave me his hand and led me across the house towards the bar. To my surprise the bar was quite empty.
"Caribbean Martini, on the rocks please." The bartender got right to it. The drink was ready in no time. I stared at the alcohol on the counter.
"Go on then! Drink it" Niall urged me to drink it. So I drank it but very quickly. The flavour exhilarated me, I wanted more. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and put the glass on the counter.
"Well?" Niall asked me.
"No more." My body craved more but I knew I had to stop while I still could. Niall and I spent the night at the bar, socializing until he was totally wasted by about midnight and so was everyone else who attended, but I couldn't help but wonder where was Zayn? He'd brought me here and I hadn't seen him all night.
"Excuse me Niall, I'm just going to the bathroom." I stood up from the stool and made my way through the house. I checked downstairs and I found nothing. I made my way up the spiral staircase. I went through the door in front of me, it was a bedroom.
I knocked quietly to make sure no one was in there. No answer. I went in and then I saw Zayn, shirtless on the balcony and smoking. I went in quietly hoping he wouldn't notice me. He turned around and looked at me. His facial expression was a mixture of sadness and anger. He walked towards me.
"What are you doing in here?"
