Kayla's POV:
The music was booming through the speakers so loud, I bet my insides were vibrating because of it. The party started an hour ago and Robin decided it would be best if I had a 'man' to protect me so she made me wear this tight black dress that stops mid thigh and the sleeves were up to my elbow, it was cute but simple. Apparently, this would attract boys. There was one problem, the dress kept going up which led to exposure of my panties. Anyways,I don't need a man! I can protect myself.
I pushed my way through the bodies of random stranger while pulling my dress down every minute. This is so annoying, I thought to myself. I have seen glances of Zayn through the party but never really had a chance to actually have a chat with him.
I made my way to the patio where the bar was and sat on a stool while resting my chin on my palm. I crossed my legs when noticing this very, very attractive boy coming towards me. He had blonde hair and blue eyes, like the ocean.
"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked while shooting me a charming smile.
I smiled before replying, "I don't drink."
He frowned but then his smile crawled back onto his face.
"You're Kayla Stone." he said with a smile that stretched from ear to ear.
"That's me." I said chuckling.
"Well Kayla, would you-"
"Kayla!" I heard a very familiar voice call.
Both of our heads snapped towards the voice.
Zayn came up to both of us but before he could speak, he checked me up and down while licking his lips. I couldn't help but blush and pull my dress down.
"I need to talk to you." he said sternly while looking at blondie.
"But-" before I could finish my sentence, I was pulled away by Zayn.
"What the hell, Zayn?" I whisper-yelled as he locked both of us in the nearby closet. "You can't just interrupt a conversation I was having and just-"
He cut me off by smashing his soft, plump lips to mine. I was so shocked! He's actually kissing me. Zayn is kissing me. My heart dosn't know whats going on but I'm sure my body does because before I can stop myself, I kiss back as my eyes flutter shut while my arms go around his neck.
His arms wrap around my waist pulling us closer. I feel like he can feel my heart beating against his chest and I'm surprised it didn't jump out of my chest. He tugged on my bottom lip for entrance and I gladly let him in. His hands would start feeling my body while still pushing us together if that was even possible. A moan was building up in me but I was scared to let it out. I dug my fingers in his jet black hair and tugged on them lightly while feeling a small smile against my lips. I smiled back.
The quiet moan that has been waiting to come out of my mouth has finally came out and that triggered Zayn to moan as well which turned me on...a lot.
His sloppy kisses started trailing down my jawline and I started falling back against the closet door.
"Zayn.." I whispered quietly before his lips reconnected with mines. After 2 minutes or so, the closet door opened and my Aunt caught us having a make-out session! Holy shit.
I quickly pushed Zayn away from me and started playing with my hair, which I never do.
He swiped his bottom lip with his thumb while smirking at me.
I looked up at my Aunt and she had the most perverted smile/face I've ever seen. I quickly walked past her while pulling my dress down and ran upstairs to the bathroom. I locked the door and sighed a big, heavy sigh.
Oh my god! I can't believe he kissed me. I'm literally sweating right now and my lips...they feel marked...they are throbbing. My heart was beating so damn fast like I drank 75 cups of coffee. I was pacing back and forth when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it and was faced by a blond girl with her mascara running down her face. I stepped out of the bathroom and let her in since...well she was crying.
I debated with myself if I should go back down to the party or just stay up here like a chicken. I was okay with #2 but of course I'm stupid enough to go downstairs.
I walked into the living room which was pact of sweaty people. I just wanted to sit down at the couch so I made my way across the room until I finally reached my destination. I stumbled out of the crowd and saw that Zayn was sitting down on the couch but he wasn't alone. No sir, he was with this other chick who had long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. American beauty.
Anger boiled up in me as I saw Zayn lean over and kiss her on the cheek. What the fuck? He made out with me in my Aunts closet and then just kissed another blonde whore? Oh hell no!
His eyes met mine and a small smirk crept up over his face. I touched my lips with my index and middle finger, what kind of sick joke is this? He made me feel...he made me feel something different. I have never felt this way when I kissed someone...he was so good at kissing...I just want to push that whore out of the way and sit there instead and have his arm around me.
Fine, he wants to play that game? Sure. I push through the crowd so I was in the middle of these sweaty people and made sure Zayn could see me. I grabbed this random guy who was behind me and started dancing with him. This guy had light brown hair and greenish eyes which reminded me of my cheeky old princess. This guy was clearly drunk and you know what? I'm okay with that. His front starts grinding around my crotch which felt super uncomfortable but the look on Zayn's face was too good to stop. I pulled that guy towards my by wrapping my arm around his neck while his hands got hold of my hips. I saw how Zayn's jaw clenched and his fists turned into balls of anger. He made eye contact with me and all I did was kiss both of my fingers, which traced my lips when I first saw blonde bitch and him together, and blew him a kiss followed by a smirk of satisfaction.
His eyes widened when the guys started doing more inappropriate movement with me. I just can't repeat what he did. Zayn stood up and made his way towards me and the dancing skin which was filled up with alcohol and pulled me by the wrist.
"You dare to touch her like that again and I will rip your skin off, got that?" he said sternly still jaw clenched while his eyes turned dark black. Whoa, I've never seen this side of Zayn before. "And with you..." he said turning to face me. He leaned closer.
"I'm going to have to teach you a lesson."
A/N: oooh ;) daamnnn :P i know you guys probably hate me since I haven't updated but I am not going to give any excuses, I was just plain old lazy! I'm sorry, I'll try to update more :)x
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