"Carmen? What are you doing here?" Zayn says, turning me around. Levi turns with me.
"Trying to avoid you, which obviously was not successful. Me and Levi got back together so, um, no need to bother me here." I lie, hoping Levi would go along with me here.
"Yeah, I couldn't stay away from her." Levi lies and a smile plasters on my face with excitement. We actually went with it.
"Cool. I have to get back to my non loser-ish friends, so uh, smell ya' later!" Zayn says, quick to run off. Seems everyone's joining in on this 80's talk. My face fills with joy knowing that he won't be bothering me tonight.
"I am so sorry...thank you." I turn to Levi.
"I figured it out, you needed to get away from him. I wasn't going to ruin your night. But why avoid him?" Levi asks.
"It's a long story! Plus it's really loud in here! Wanna dance?" I yell as the music gets louder.
"I would but...I have to find Macy. She's kind of my girlfriend and she wondered off." Levi answers. I stand in complete shock.
"What? How come no one mentioned this to me?" I ask, still forcing myself to talk over the music.
"Is it that important to you?" He responds with another question.
"Um, yes!" I answer.
"Okay, well now you know. Bye! See you after the party." Levi says, wandering off. As walked away I felt as if my perfect night was walking away in front of my eyes. I wasn't expecting to get back with Levi, but I was expecting no drama. This is a party, where everyone's going to be, what was I thinking when I thought that? Now what am I going to do?
An evil idea popped into my head. I am going to make Zayn so uncomfortable-- so embarrassed by his friends that he'll never talk to me again. Maybe I will get Perrie to hate him, his life will be torn. If my high school life got ruined at a party, so can his. Bring it on, Malik. I move myself through the crowd and wind up just where I want to be. In Zayn's group. I grab 3 drinks and prepare myself for a horrible night.
"Hey!" I say, talking to the tattooed boy in front of me. I take a drink out of the bottle of disgusting beer.
"No tattoos? No piercings? What are you?" A boy with curly hair laughs. His body is filled with artsy yet meaningless tattoos. He has two lip piercings and an eyebrow piercing.
"I am a normal person unlike you crazy people." I laugh back.
"Hi, i'm Harry. The least craziest one. Nice to meet someone who isn't a human canvas." He smiles and puts his hand out. I hesitate, but smile and shake his hand.
"Carmen. Charmed, i'm sure." I say, laughing. I take a sip of my beer and walk with Harry to his group--Zayn's group. He introduces me like no one has met me before.
"Hey, have you all met Carmen? I am taking her home tonight if she's lucky." Harry laughs.
"Um, no you're not." I say, looking at him in an unapproved tone.
"I'm only kidding." Harry laughs, and was grabbed by the arm by Millie. Who now has had this virus, this tattoos and piercing punk virus that spreads like herpes if you aren't careful. I can tell she's warning him about me, but I stand careless drinking. I hope Zayn arrives soon, I am getting tired of being stared at like I murdered a small child.
"Carmen! What...what are you doing here?" Kelsee pulls me back slightly.
"You brought me here, remember?" I answer, in shock.
"I didn't mean to the party, don't hang out with these punks. You're too delicate. Too pure." Kelsee warns.
"Too late, I am already involved." I smirk. Kelsee rolls her eyes and sighs "Whatever."
"Carmen, were you invited here?" Zayn says, with a mad look on his face.
"Yes, actually, by Harry," I reply. "Harry! I need you!" I call for him. He actually comes over, and I begin to worry. What did Millie tell him?
"Mmm, yes?" Harry growls, he's horny, I can tell. Horny and high don't go well.
"Um...you know what, scratch that, point got across. Thanks anyway." I smile, indicating that he should go.
"Uh, you're welcome?" Harry answers in confusion, but makes his way to find Kelsee.
"Well I never said you couldn't hang out here." Zayn smiles. I stand shocked, no, I am not giving him what he wants.
"But I did." Perrie walks up behind him. But I am not giving Perrie what she wants, either.
"Oh, hey, baby!" Zayn kisses her on the forehead and I pretend to barf, jokingly. A familiar song came on, and I wanted to piss them both off.
"Zayn! This is my favorite song! Oh come dance with me!" I pull him to me, watching Perrie's facial expressions. I am a bit tipsy, that's what 2 or 3 beers do to you. Maybe I am more then tipsy, I realize as I sip my 4th beer. Zayn doesn't protest when I drag him to dance, which confused me but I am too drunk to know what my own name is.
"I like you when you're drunk, you want to be around me." Zayn says as we begin to dance.
"Mhm." I say, not paying any attention to what he said. I am more concentrated on where the beers are. Part of me wonders why Perrie didn't run after Zayn, but she begins dancing on a blonde guys with as much tattoos as her.
I get to into the music, and completely forget who I am dancing with. My sweaty body grinds against Zayn's. I have never been this drunk before-- where I don't know what's going on every second. My mind is lost, and Zayn took advantage of it. He kissed me, and I willingly kissed back. It was sloppy and slimy, and it tasted like beer. Not how I remembered at all. I pull myself together and push him away.
"Wha...what...dooo...yo...you...," I hiccup. "Thin....k. You're...doing?" I stutter. I drank countlessly and now I am more drunk than everyone here.
"I don't even know!" He laughs and I laugh too for some reason. We were both drunk and it felt like no one else was there but us. And in those 2 seconds...just 2 seconds...everything felt normal. But that ended as soon as Perrie came to collect her man.
"You've had enough time with him. My turn...in the sheets." Perrie winks and pulls Zayn's arm. Great, now I am back to square one...or two...I run my fingers through my already messy hair and sit on the big red couch, next to a couple making out. Of course, it's Macy and Levi.
"Carmen!" Macy says, unlocking her lips from Levi's.
"When are we going home? I'm pooped." I say, laughing.
"We're not going home, it's an all night party. We're all gonna crash here." Levi answers.
"Great. Is there a room somewhere I can sleep in? I am like so drunk!" I laugh loudly.
"Yeah I will show you. Macy stay here babe, alright?" Levi assures Macy.
"Gotcha!" She says back. Levi leads me to the stairs and I follow him. Once we reach the top, he walks me down to the farthest room.
"This is the quietest. Lock the door. Make sure no one, I mean no one, get's in. Okay?" Levi tells me. I could sense he was serious now matter how much of a drunken state I was in.
"Yes, sir," I smile and hug Levi. "Thanks." I say, kissing him on the cheek. He nods, doesn't say anything, and walks out quickly. I lock the door and almost fly to the big queen size bed. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
