Silence (Niall Horan)

Chapter 3

As I walk over to my car, I feel a hand grip my wrist. I turn to find Zayn with a cigarette in his mouth. He lets go of me and pulls out the cigarette.

"We are having a party tonight" he hands me a paper with an address on it.

"It's Tuesday. A school night must I point out."

"So? Why does that matter?" he rolls his eyes.

"I unlike you care." I spit.

"You're scared aren't you?" he laughs

"Ha! Of course not!" and mean it.

"Fine. Then I expect to see you there." He sucks on his cigarette once again and throws it to the ground. He steps on it and walks away.

As I pull into the drive way, I notice my parents are still not home. I run upstairs and hang my bag. I throw myself on my bed and attempt to sleep but all I can hear is Zayn laughing about how I didn't show up. It's not like I care what he thinks of me but I would love to prove him wrong.

I plug my wand back in and walk to my closet. I look for my most "party-like" clothes. I throw on a pair of black tight jeans that show off my bum very well and a black and white "The Beatles" t-shirt. It shows my breast and I over look myself in the mirror. Is this appropriate? I shrug to myself and walk to the restroom.

I stare at my wand and decide not to curl again. I brush through all the curls and love the end result. I grab my makeup bag and take out my eye liner. I mark the lines on top darker and thicker than usual. I grab a red lipstick and put on some only on the bottom. I rub my lips together and they look lightly red. I run back to my closet and stare at my shoes. I grab my black combat boots and a black leather jacket.

I grab my phone and look at the time. It's 7 p.m. and I had no idea what time the party started. I text the only person who has gave me their number out of the whole school.

*Hey by any chance, do you have Zayn Malik's number?*

*Hahaha why would you want that boys number? He's no good.*

* I just need it. Please.*

She sends me his number and I chose weather to text him or call him.

*What time is the party?* and I make sure to leave out my name.

* It starts at 8. Be here on time.*

I roll my eyes and open my laptop. I type in the address which is only ten minutes from here. I check the time again and it's 7:30. I grab my keys and head down stairs.

I pull into the drive way and it's 5 till 8. There is already a lot of cars filling the street. I park my car and climb out. A group of boys stare at me and I give them a playful smile even though I would never date any of them. I walk inside and the air is filled with smoke and I can smell bear. What am I even doing here?

I move through the crowd towards the living room. I spot a girl I had met in dance and quickly move towards her. She has dark black hair and it is wavy. She is wearing a short blue dress and black high heals. She looks beautiful.

She sees me and the biggest smile grows on her face.

"Oh my god!I didn't expect to see you here! Come, come. Let's go meet everyone." she squeals.

She grabs my wrist and leads me outside. I spot Zayn sitting in a chair and he, as always has a cigarette in his mouth. He looks up at me and chuckles. Ugh.

"Everyone, this is Rebecca. You can call her Becka or Beckie..."

"Beckie please." I interrupt. She smiles and continues.

"Beckie just moved here from Texas so be nice." She takes a seat on a chair and I do the same.

"Hey I'm Liam!" a boy with brown hair waves at me. "That's Niall and Louis over there" he continues. He has a british accent that melts my heart.

I look at the boys and smile. Niall has blonde hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. Louis' hair is brown and I see random tattoos all over his body. I look back at Niall and notice he has none.

I look up and see Harry coming over. He hands me a drink but I refuse.

"She too scared" I hear a familiar voice say.

"Zayn, stop giving her a hard time!" Jennifer jokes

I grab the cup from Harry's hand and take a drink. It taste like cherry lemonade although I know it isn't.

"Let's play 7 minutes in heaven!" yells a girl with red hair.

I roll my eyes and take another sip from my drink. They grab a bottle and spin it. Nobody says anything and I notice one of the ends pointing at me. Crap! I look up at the other end and almost choke. Harry.

He smiles and I look around to see if anyone says anything. I look at Jenny and she winks at me. I look back at Harry and he is standing up.

I get up and follow him. All eyes are on us. Great. He opens a door and it leads to a room with two beds. He smiles at me and sits on the bed. He pats the bed but I don't move. He frowns and looks down.

"I'm not gonna make you do anything. I was thinking we could talk." he says as he plays with his fingers.

I walk over to the bed and sit next to him. He smiles and looks into my eyes.

"How is Texas?" He asks.

I notice that he also has a british accent. Is he somehow related to Liam?

"It's nice. I guess. Very hot most of the time."

He smiles and his dimple shows. He looks back up at me with his green eyes. My heart melts.

When I snap back to reality, I am on top on him and our lips are touching. His tongue moves with mine fast. His hands are on my hips and he is moving them down to my butt.

I have never made out with anyone. I have had a few boyfriends and kissed them but never made out. I like it though. I honestly don't want to stop. I mean, kissing isn't anything bad is it?

He moans my name into my mouth and I realize what is causing that. My hand is on his length. I pull away quickly and put my hands on my mouth. I can't believe I just did that.

"What?" he says as he catches his breath.

"What am I doing? Oh my gosh!" I want to cry.

"It's okay." he says with disappointment as he walks to the door. "You ready to back down stairs?"