Chapter 17

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"Did you hear what I asked you?" Zayn asks with two cups full of some sort of liquid in his hands.

"Oh, um.. I'm sorry. I didn't, could you please repeat the question?" I respond.

"Do you drink?"

"Oh, no I don't." I answer in the most politeful way.

"Are you ok?" He questions.

"Yeah... I'm totally fine, Zayn." I answer. "How long have we been standing here, talking in this entrance?" I ask laughing a bit.

"Well, we were talking for like ten minutes, and you were in your stare for about thirty minutes!" he laughs. "So I went over and grabbed a couple drinks because you looked stressed out in your stare!" he laughs even harder.

" Very funny, Zayn." I laugh a bit.

Then he guides me inside, with one arm around my waist, slowly pushing through the crowd. As we slowly push through the crowd he whispers to me.

"You better be careful Ash. One of those unconscious stares could cause a guy to walk over to you and take you away to a room!" He winks at me and then laughs.

"You are so immature!" I half laugh, half serious.

"I'm serious!" he laughs. "You were so oblivious at that moment!"

"Yeah, Sure!" I slightly laugh.

As we keep going through the crowd, we end up running into a girl with Bright, dark blue, Hair and covered in tattoos and piercing. Honestly, I don't think there is an inch of clean skin on her body. She looks slightly drunk too, the way she sways.

"Hey babe." she says calmly as she leans slightly towards Zayn.

"Uh. Hey Brittney." he responds.

"Who's this rat your hanging out with?" she asks calmly and laughs obnoxiously.

"Well..." Zayn says as I cut him off.

"Excuse me?!" I say, louder than I wanted.

"You heard me." she laughs.

"Well at least this RAT doesn't look like a cheap piece of art work!" I yell a bit louder than I wanted, again.

"Calm down Ash, she's drunk." Zayn says cooly.

"Well then, miss prissy pants. I'm going to steal this guy on fire." she giggles.

Zayn gives me a small smile before walking away with Brittney.

I watch Zayn and her walk off and I decide to get some fresh air outside, to soothe my nerves.

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