Chapter 16: Niall's party

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Since there are already cars everywhere, we park the car on the side of the road a bit further from Niall's house. Zayn opens the car door for me, and then we walk hand in hand to the party. 

I'm a complete mess on the inside. I keep thinking about our kiss, and the feelings that blossomed in me. I can't help but want to feel it again.

Though I am a bit worried that the others will be mad at me, for forgiving Zayn - especially Liam, even though Zayn told me he had covered for him. - Which is strange also. 

I don't want to choose between them and Zayn, because I really like hanging out with them.


- "Do you think this is a good idea?" I ask nervously but he just shrugs, not looking too nervous.


When we make it a bit closer,  I feel the bass of the music pulsing through my body, and it makes me even more nervous. 


There are some people outside I don't recognize, sitting on the curbs and drinking from their red cups. They stare at Zayn but he doesn't seem to notice - or I guess he's used to that kind of attention. 


Opening the door, we are hit by a wall of sound and bass, and there are literally people everywhere. Seems like the party has already begun. I think.


Some people I recognize from some of my classes, greet me but their smiles stiffen and is replaced by confusion when they see me and Zayn's entangled fingers. Seriously? 


We make it further into the huge house, and I spot Niall standing in the corner of the kitchen with a beer in his hand, talking to some guys. He looks really handsome in his black jeans and a white shirt, with his dirty blond hair almost in a quiff.


- "Hey Zoe! You came!" He smiles at me and gives me a hug. "Hey," he says to Zayn and gives him a nod and a hesitant smile. He looks at our hands and scratches his neck uncomfortably. 


- "Uh, I'll se you around then, have fun!" he tries to sneak away, but I grab hold of his wrist.


- "Niall, Zayn is really sorry, he.." I say, and let go og him and look up at Zayn. But then Niall is gone like the wind.


- "See he's scared of me," Zayn says with a confident smile, as he pulls me closer to him. 
For a minute I  think he's gonna kiss me again, but then his face turns serious. 


- "I need to talk to Liam ok? Just go find Niall, he seemed.. pretty uptight," he says. My hand feels instantly colder when he lets go and disappears into the crowd.



Zayn's POV


Ever since I kissed her, I have felt like floating on air - it's weird I haven't even had one single drink. I took a big risk, and honestly I thought she would pull away. She didn't though.
I'm glad she forgave me, and I wasn't lying, I really am sorry for what I've done. All of it. 


I can't find Liam anywhere, and I can't get myself to ask anybody, because they seem to all stare at me. Some because they probably wonder what the fuck I'm doing here, and some because I look.. well hot. 
It usually doesn't bother me at parties or clubs since I can usually get whoever I want - but it's awkward now when I'm here with Zoe.

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