Try - Sequel to Let Me Love You

Chapter 15

*Sarah’s POV*

As the limo pulled up to the curb, I was excited. I had only crashed a few parties and they were on a much smaller scale. This was a huge party and a new goal for myself. If I could pull this off, everything would change.

The door suddenly opened and a bunch of lights flashed in front of my eyes. I guess the paps though I was invited and just coming late. Might as well enjoy the fame while I had it. I got out first and waited for Keaton. He linked his arm through mine and he escorted me into the building. Our coats were checked, and we were rushed into the ballroom.

To say it was extravient would be an understatement.

Keaton looked at me as if to say ‘woah.’ I had never seen anything like it. This definitely was a celebrity's house but i don’t know whose. And I really don’t care. I’m just here to crash a party. And hopefully ruin the night for 2 very special boys.

I walked over to the food table and picked up a few sweets. My mouth was watering for an eclair and a

creamful. Those and weed don't usually go well together, so I rarely get to eat them.

After I stuffed my face for a few minutes, I grabbed a glass of champagne and went to go find Keaton. I found him in a corner, kissing some girl. But not just any girl; this girl was Perrie Edwards. And even though she and Zayn had broken up, it doesn't mean that it won't break his little itty bitty heart to see Perrie moving on so fast.

I took a picture of the scene, enough to show all of Perrie and just some of Keaton so that he isn’t recognizable. I then sauntered off to find either Harry, Liam, or Louis. None of them knew what I look like or who I am, so its all good.

I saw Liam all alone at the food table. I was going to go up and show it to him, but then I thought of a better idea. I quickly turned around and walked out. I was searching for a techy kind of room. I found t after about 10 minutes of walking into many rooms. Celebrities have to put socks on their doors.

I plugged my phone onto the platform and turned on the computer. It was taking a while to load. “Come on you little shit. I need to give this to Zayn before he leaves.” As if it heard me, it finally started to work. Now I was able to quickly print out the picture.

Scanning the room I now see is an office, I grab some tape. I can’t risk being seen and I think Zayn would beat Keaton’s ass, quite frankly.

I peered out into the hallway, I slowly snuck out and closed the door. This hallway was marked “KEEP OUT”.  Normally, I don’t give two shits about rules, but I can’t get kicked out before I see Zayn. Tiptoeing down the hallway, I see a door open. I dive behind the first thing I see. Its a maid’s cart, and it smells horrible. I silently retach.

Once the footsteps pass me, I get out and run down to the ‘safe zone’ where I can walk freely about. Once there, I fix my dress. It has started to sag and I was dangerously close to a nip slip. I took my phone and stuffed into my bra while I was at it too.

I hid the picture behind my back and tried to avoid anyone walking behind me. Again I walked into the ballroom. I scanned the crowd until I saw Zayn. He was talking to some people and his back was towards the larger part of the crowd. I stopped and grabbed another creampuff before walking towards Zayn.

Silently I passed behind him and stuck the photo to his back. Then I grabbed two glasses of wine and looked for Keaton. FInally I found him, trying to get away from Perrie. I don’t have anything against Perrie, so I don’t want to hurt her. But I have to in order to hurt Zayn I will. Nothing is going to stand in  my way.

“What the hell girl! Why are your hands all over my boyfriend?” I over dramatically loudly spoke to Perrie.

“No, I don’t know what you are talking about!? This is my boyfriend. I just asked him-” Perrie began, but I cut her off.

“If he kissed you, thats not dating. Move on bitch he’s mine.” I grabbed Keaton by the collar and pulled him into a kiss. I wrapped my hands with the win around his neck. I hope I didn’t spill any on his tux. He looks hot.

Keaton’s hands then went to my butt and lifted me up and continued kissing me. Behind me I heard a gasp and then what I guess is sobbing. Sorry Perrie, you're just a pawn in my game.

I pulled away from Keaton. “I have wine in my hands, please put me down. And plus the show is about to start.”

I touched down and handed Keaton his glass. I took a sip from mine and looked at him. “The show is starting.” he told me, pointing Zayn who is pulling the picture of his back. He looked shocked and sad at first. But then it changed to something we weren’t expecting; anger. He like a bull and that bull was fuming.

Perrie was still somewhat close to us. Zayn was heading in her direction. Keaton and I should be able to hear everything.

“We should go.” Keaton said.

“So let’s stay. If it gets back and one of them is onto us, then we leave.” I told him, not taking my eyes off the scene that was about to unfold in front of my eyes.

“Risky. I like it.” He responded, squeezing my ass. I gasped and smacked his arm.

“We are at a fancy place, act appropriate.” I hissed at him. Keaton held his free hand up in an ‘I’m sorry’ gesture.

I was about to respond when a loud booming voice echoed across the room. “What the fucking hell Perrie!!” Zayn screamed.

“What?!” She yelled, already in tears from me and Keaton, I guess.

He shoved the picture in her face. “it hasn’t even been a week Pez! Not even a week and your snogging some unknown guy in a corner! You just want to rub this in my face!”

“I did not snog him!” She tried to fight back, but I knew the truth. She was trying to fight that has already been lost.

“Really? Don’t bullshit me Perrie. Who the hell is this guy? Some person you’ve been hooking up with? Is that his kid?!” Zayn screamed the last part. The entire party was silent as we awaited Perrie’s response.

She pointed in our direction.. “him.”

Zayn turned and looked at us. “Sarah?"