Masked {One Direction Fan Fiction, ft. Cameron Dallas}

21: Buzz

Chapter 21:

He laughs harder.

"Be quiet so we can hear what they're saying," Allie puts a hand over Louis' mouth.

He licks her hand and she squeals,"Ew! What the hell?"

"Don't pretend you aren't used to my tongue." He licks his lips and gives her a sexy smoldering stare, making all of us laugh, especially Harry.

She pushes him, trying to hind her embarrassment, "Louis shut up." She hides her smile in her hands.

"Shhh.." I shush them and turn back around to watch Niall and Hailey.

She must have gotten him to go somewhere with her, because they were gone.

"Damn it," Louis sits down, "we missed it.."

"Who cares? We're here for the party anyways." Harry says.

I yawn, I'm not used to these parties, they were wearing me out.

Allie was holding Louis' hand as they walked inside. And I lost Cyndi in the crowd, so I had no where else to go, so I followed behind them.

They sat on a love seat and it was too awkward for me to sit next to them, especially if they got into a heavy make out session. I think I'll pass.

I wonder around the house taking a few sips of whatever the hell Harry brought back for Cyndi and I.

It was really strong and bitter. It burned when I swallowed it, so I wasn't about to chug it. Plus, getting drunk would be the worst possible thing to do right now.

I take out my phone and there was 3 missed calls from Liam. I really want to call him back because I don't want him worrying, but I also didn't feel like screaming over the music just to talk to him.

I feel a little buzzed so I set my cup down as I walk through the kitchen.

This house was huge.

As I walk past a bedroom, I hear familiar moans.. I ignore them, but I get away from the door as fast as possible, I don't exactly enjoy hearing one of my best friends' moaning with her boyfriend.

As I round the corner I run into a tall boy with a black hair quiff, wearing a SnapBack.

I fall down completely and so does he.

My mouth goes dry when I look into his glistening brown eyes.

He stands up quickly and helps me up too. "Really sorry about that." He says, pulling his tight black T-Shirt down a little. He smirks at me, "By the way, I'm Zayn."

Just as he starts to say something else, his friend slowly walks around the corner, whistling casually, and snatches his SnapBack.

They guy full on sprints down the hall.

Zayn tries to stop him, by grabbing his arm but he gets away, so he just lets him run.

"I'm gonna get you for that!" He yells down the hallway to his friend.

His neck vein was vivid and the sight of it made my chest tense up.

He started laughing and I could feel my heart practically exploding inside me.

"Oh," he says, slapping me back into reality, " I didn't catch your name."

"Well, Im Elizabeth." I smile, trying to look cute.

No no no, I have a boyfriend.

"I'm Zayn," he fixes his hair in the hallway mirror.

"Cool," I say, awkwardly shifting on my feet.

"Do you want to help me get my hat back?" He smiles at me.

I melt like a witch in water.

"Y-.. y-... yeah." I stutter.

"Ok cool," he pauses and rubs his hands together, "I think I have an idea."