Fifteen

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The blurry image of Zayn kept on forming in my eyes, eventually fading off as Liam kept on leaving pecks on my lips. My hand had already felt comfortable by holding his waist slightly as he pulled me closer every one minute for a kiss with his both hands. I am too intoxicated to think about Zayn.

Who the hell does he think he is to be upset about me kissing Liam?

I can kiss whoever I want, whenever I want. I didn't scowl at him when he was embracing Elle. Elle is really sweet, but I basically believe it's in a girl's nature to automatically hate the other girl who stays with the guy she likes.

Wait, am I saying I like Zayn?

My thoughts cease when Liam whispers into my ear."My apartment?"

My throat clenches. The bile rises up as my head keeps on spinning around his question. Just two simple words, put together, to give a meaning that's contrary to being simple.

Stupidly nodding, I answer."Okay."

He pays for our drinks, abruptly pulling my hand and weaving us through the crowd. We appear out of the club, obviously drunk. He is quickly approached by a young fellow, who hands him his car keys.

How on earth will he drive being drunk ? Who would take us home?

"Liam?" I slur.

"Mm, baby?" He leans into my neck, which he kisses hungrily.

"How-how-" I swallow hard and try to keep my focus on the question I'm trying to put together."Are you going to drive?"

"Zayn will-" he is cut off by Zayn's sudden appearance from the doors.

He does not utter a word, instead, he holds Elle's hand and grabs the keys from Liam. I feel disturbed and lost. Disturbed from his behavior, and lost from Liam's unbearable kisses.

"I guess we should-" he trails off when his eyes fall down to see my bra that was showing underneath my shirt.

"Go?" I giggle.

"Ye-"

"Are you coming or not?" Liam and I both jerk our head to the car that had its window rolled down. Liam gives me a sorry look and takes me into the car, where we get in and face the silence.

Elle might have been touching and talking to Zayn here and there, but the light brown eyed lad had not uttered a word for the whole ride. I could not focus on most of the ride anyway because Liam kept on tracing on my thigh, snickering a low laugh whenever I whimpered from his cold touch. The car stops, the door unlocks, signaling Liam and I for our cue to leave.

"Thanks, man." Liam rubs Zayn's shoulders from behind.

"I've had a great, um, time.." I blink repeatedly to say the right thing.

"Zayn."

He does not smile or say anything to me. What the fuck is his problem? My bones go on fire due to his irrational behavior.

"Zayn?" I say, noticing from the corner of my eye Liam sliding out with my little bag.

He half way turns and fakes a smile.

"Bye, Nora. Hope to see you soon.." He whispers the last bit, leaving me even angrier. Ignoring his words, I come out and wave a goodbye to Elle, who is all giggly and vibrant.

I turn away from the car, immediately catching the cold air hit my skin, the crispy leaves rustling on top of us. I lick my lips, watching Liam funnily input his house code. Once the door rings, he pushes it open and waves his hand forwards for me to follow. The flashes of Zayn's laugh appears, making me shiver from the emotions flowing in my system. I shrug it off when I begin running towards Liam, sort of wrapping my arms around his waists when I get pass through the doors, burying my face into the crook of his neck.

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