Chapter 15

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I stumble back on my heels as he loosens his grip on my waist.

I can't look at him. The kiss sobered me up too quickly. 

"U-Uh I'm going to go freshen up." I tell him as I get out of his hold.

I hurry and make my way to the bathroom pushing through the crowd of sweaty bodies. I approach the bathroom door, pull it open and immediately latch on to the sink.

"Holy fuck.." what is going on with my life? I just kissed Louis Tomlinson from One Fucking Direction, on a dance floor. I danced with him too. WHAT THE HELL!?  I rub the back of my neck with a wet paper towel to calm my nerves.

"Rhennaaayyyy, what are you doing in here?"

Jess is standing in front of me. Definitely way past drunk.

" Jess, I just made out with Louis.."

Her jaw drops to the floor. "You did what?!"

"I know.."

"Well how was it?! was it good? Cause he should be good at kissing. I mean he looks like he'd be good. He is sex on legs."

"Whoaaa, Jess too many words." I say throwing my hands in front over her face to silence her.

"Yes it was amazing, as amazing as I imagined anyway."

"Well why are you worrying about it then?"

"Cause he is going to regret it in the morning. He may even regret it now for god sakes!" my voice rose as I pulled at the ends of my hair in frustration.

"Babe. Calm down. lets go drink and see how he acts the rest of the night. Plus Zayn, is like taking a liking to me, I think. he keeps staring at my tits."

"Jesus, Jess. You're wasted." I giggle.

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The alcohol is finally through my body. I am feeling way too damn good. I feel no pain.

When I drink I say whatever I want, when I want. I don't get in fights or cause drama.  I guess you could say I'm a happy drunk. I love everyone and I laugh to much. But, I get handsy and clingy. Some people can handle me, some can't. Jess and I are great Drunks together, It's a good time for everyone. We're hilarious. Our personalities mesh together and its perfect.

We were at the round bar with Harry, Louis, and Zayn. All of us taking shots of STROH which is an Austrian Liquor. Its very good.

"Hey girls!" I hear a familiar deep voice over my shoulder.

Everyone with us turns to look at him.

"Xander! Baby  how are you?!"

"Oh god Rhenn, you're white girl wasted."

"Shut up and hug me." I sling my arms around his waist as he hugs my shoulders.

I'm a foot shorter than him. He's quite tall.

He lets go of my petite body and walks over to give Jess her hug.

"I'm so happy you're here!" She slurs making me cackle

Zayn clears his throat, obviously jealous of Xander and Jess.

"Oh, please honey, I'm as straight as a rainbow."

Zayn says nothing looking down in embarrassment. He spins the empty shot glass.

"So uh, who is he then?" Louis asks, eyes cold.

"This is our friend Xander, we work with him. Yes, he's bats for the other team."

I feel like I have to make it a point for some reason. I'm looking at all three boys. They all look very uninviting. But I can physically see their bodies ease when I tell them he is gay. They got that jealous over a hug? Damn. What is happening?

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Once Xander leaves with his date for the night the tension at the table disappears. Everyone is talking again and we're sipping on our drinks.

"Jess can I talk to you for a minute?"

I look to my left and see Zayn holding out his hand.

Rhenn gives me a look and I almost feel jealousy. But that can't be it. She made out with Louis. It's probably all the alcohol making me see things,

"Yeah sure" I smile up at him.

Nobody seems to care or notice but Rhennie when we get up and walk towards the front of the club. I need to talk to her about this tomorrow. I doubt its anything serious. Fuck, I can't even walk straight. Let's not think and walk at the same time. Just focus on walking for now, Jess.

We stop at the side wall where its a little bit quieter. Zayn lets go of my hand and starts pacing slowly in his intoxicated state. I take the time to admire him. Damn He is so Hot. he's wearing black skinny jeans with biker boots. His shirt is white with a random looking logo on it and to top it all off he's wearing a leather jacket. Jesus Christ. I might need to change my chonies.

I lean against the wall watching him carefully. I feel like I'm in trouble. I need to break the awkwardness right now.

"Zayn?"  I say quietly

He stops and turns around, His eyes are blazing.

"Sorry, I was trying to make sense of this."

"Of what?"

"I'm infatuated with you."

My eyes widen and I gulp "wh-what?"

My voice isn't as strong as I wanted it to be.

"I've come to the realization that I cant escape you. Every where we go you're always there. I always run into you."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Um, I can leave?" I point towards the door with my thumb.

His body stiffens and he walks towards me placing his hands on the wall between my head. He stares at me, like he's staring into my soul.

" That's not what I meant." He says slowly

" Oh." I sigh.

His eyes travel down to my lips. He leans forward but then pulls away looking into my eyes, asking permission. I nod my head slightly and he crashes his lips onto mine. Our lips move in synch and his hands move to my waist. He tastes like alcohol but, I don't mind. It's Zayn Malik for Christ sakes. He's perfect. But this, this is just the alcohol, guaranteed. I fine with that. This is our dirty little secret and I intend to keep it that way. This moment is perfect.

" Jess.." he whispers breathlessly

"Yeah?"

" Stay with me tonight?"

"Sure, yeah." I nod "But what about Rhenn?"

"I think Lou is going to ask her to stay."

"Oh, sweet. "

"Mhmm, now shh.." he says as his warm breath hits my face.

He pulls me too him again and our lips meet in a passionate kiss. Less hungry, less needy.

I can deal with this.. definitely..

Sorry guys! I know I haven't been on a lot and I'm working on it! I'll update soon!

-Rhenn

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