Rebel

The Party

We arrive at a gated area. The same place where I dropped off Marcel yesterday. "Tell the gate guy, dj malik!" Kat shouts at the driver. Seconds later the gate opens. The driver continues until we reach a huge house with people everywhere. They all stop and look in our direction. The driver gets out and opens the door. We start piling out. The people who weren't looking before, are looking now. I hide my penny board under a bush by the side walk before I do anything.




"Follow me," Perrie whispers. I argue if I should listen to her or not. I grudgingly agree and walk beside her. We walk inside and are greeted by the same kid in my art class, that Zach kid. "Hey," he smiles. "Hi Zach," I say. "It's Zayn." "Sure whatever you say big guy." He smiles "Funny girl." I laugh and look at Perrie, she's frozen and starring at Zayn. "Hey, can I get you a drink?" He asks. "Yeah, I take whatever you can find." He smiles and walks away.




I turn to Perrie, "It's obvious you like him." She looks at me with a worried expression. "Is it that obvious?" she whispers. "Not really, I'm a girl so..." I joke, it is kinda obvious but I wouldn't tell her that. "I see." she says. At that moment Zayn comes back with three cups. Thank god he brought one for Perrie. He hands her the cup, "Perrie, right?" She blushes and nods sheepishly. She grabs the cup from him. He turns to me, "I never caught your name." I grab the cup, "Charlie." He smiles, "I'll see you around then?" "I guess." He smiles for the fourth time in the past five minutes, and walks away.




"Oh my god, he's so cute I could die!" Perrie squeaks once he's out of ear shot. "Sure," I agree even though I don't think so. I did not expect her to be like this. Maybe it's just him that makes her this way.




We walk over to where the other girls are. We all sit down on a large sectional in a corner. I sit down an take a sip of my drink. I'm trying to guess what it is. I'm guessing a cherry vodka sour. A very good cherry vodka sour. I down mine in ten seconds flat. "Good?" Cher laughs. "You know it!" I feel amazing.




I look around to see if Zayn is around. I need another one of these things. I don't see Zayn in the crowd of people but, I do spot a mop is curls walking over to us. Please not be that one guy. As he gets closer I realize it is him.




Ok, Charles, try not to beat the shit out of him.




He walks over and hands me another red cup. "What the hell is this?" I snap. "Cherry vodka sour, I saw you down yours so I got you another." He says. I smell it. It smells like a normal drink, nothing funny. But I do not trust this kid. "Thanks but I think I'll get my own." I push the cup back into his hands. I stand up and make my way through the crowd of hormonal teens to the kitchen. It takes me a while to get to the kitchen because of teenage boys with wondering hands. I may or may not have given a guy a bloody nose when his hands when below the equator. I finally make it to the kitchen I find hundreds of red cups all over the room along with dozens of people.




I see one guy leaning against the counter alone with a red cup in his hands. I walk over, "Are there any cherry vodka sours?" He nods and stands up straight and opens the fridge and pulls out a pitcher of red liquid. He makes my cherry vodka sour for me which I would probably yell at him and say I can do it myself but, I'm feeling great and I don't give a fuck. He hands me my drink. "Thanks," I say and take a sip. Yum! "You're welcome...." He raises an eyebrow. "Charlie." I answer. "You're welcome Charlie. I'm Niall." He stares into my brown eyes with his crystal blue ones. I have this strange urge to kiss him.




Control yourself.




"Thanks Niall." I grab his hand and pull a small pen out of my wallet. "Wha..." "Shh!" I interrupt. I write my number on his hand. "Text me," I whisper in his ear. I hold onto his hand and pull away.




I turn and go back to the crowd of hormonal teens. I honestly don't know what came over me in there. I have never shown any interest in guys after I got my heart broken my Jeremy. I mean, I'm not a lesbian but I haven't dated since then.




I take another sip of my drink and the memory starts to fade. I take three more until the memory is is foggy, then gone. I look around the room and spot a stage with a DJ stand. I spot the familiar dark hair. I walk over to him. "Hi Zayn," I giggle. Why the hell am I giggling? He looks so handsome with one speaker headphone on and the other hanging. God what's gotten into me? He takes off the headphones. "Hey Charlie!" He beams. "So whatcha doin?" I rock back and forth on my heals. "Well I'm DJ-ing." "That's so cool!"




"Yeah. Party time! All day! All night! DJ Malik! DJ Malik!"




"You're DJ Malik? As in the password to get in to this place?"




"Yeah."




"So DJ Malik," I place my hands on his chest, "Can I request anything?" He smirks, "That depends, what do you want to request?" I lean in and whisper in his ear, "Trouble by P!NK." I take a step back and smile.

"I. Ummm... Ok....." He goes to the computer. I stand on my tip toes and whisper in his ear, "Thanks Zayn." I turn on my heel and go to the kitchen to get another cherry vodka sour.




When I get into the kitchen I look for the cherry vodka sour mix. I check the fridge to sadly find that the pitcher is empty. Damn morons. I look to see if there's anything else. I find a couple beers and grab them. I turn to set the beers down when I notice another cherry vodka sour pitcher on the counter. Yes! I pour myself another glass and pour the beers into some red cups.




I walk into the room where Zayn is DJ-ing. Trouble by P!NK is blaring. I squeal which I never ever ever do. I run up to Zayn, "You actually did it!" I shriek. These cherry vodka sours are messing with my attitude. "Well yeah I played it!" He smiles. I push one of the beers into his hand. "Your reward kind sir!" He frowns slightly, "Well I was thinking I could get something else," he smiles and takes a step closer. I grab hand and take out the same pen from earlier and write my number on his hand. He smiles, "Thanks." I smile and walk in the direction of sectional.




On the way there I bump into that Niall guy. "Hey!" I smile, "here." I push the other beer in his hands. "Are you feeling okay?" I sounds concerned. "I'm fine." I slur. "Really?" he asks. "Yes! I'm fine!" I snap and push past him.




I finally reach the sectional where everyone still is, except a couple more people are sitting there. I take a seat next to Perrie and Jesy. "Charlie have you met Liam and Louis?" Cher asks. I shake my head even thought I technically have. "Well, this is them!" she smiles. I nod and take another drink. "So," Harry smirks. All eyes go to him. "Anyone up for Truth or Dare?"







A/N: sorry it's a short chapter but the next chapter should be awesome. And for anyone who was wondering Charlie looks like Lilly Collins, liv looks like Ashley benson, and Kat looks like Ariana grande. I'll update either tomorrow or Monday. Don't forget to vote and comment! love you all!