DANGEROUS

Wanted

Instead of taking a taxi like any regular group of people, we took Niall's car. Fitting four people into a sports car that only sat two was ridiculous. How did we do it? We shoved Harry into the trunk. For fun,  and of course he enjoyed it. 

When I imagined Zayn's place, I figured he would be as rich as the other boys, but he wasn't. Niall parked in front of a normal looking apartment to me.

"We're here!" Louis shouted for Harry to hear. I could hear him groan from the trunk.

"Hurry up and get me out of here, I can hardly breathe!" I heard his muffled voice complain.

After climbing out of the car, Niall, Louis and I helped Harry out of the trunk. A man walking down the sidewalk across the street saw us and shook his head. We just laughed.

- - -

"Are you sure the party is still on?" Niall asked. We were standing outside of Zayns apartment, room 330 to be exact. The door was painted a burgundy shaded red and seemed to be chipping a little.

"Let's see." Harry said twisting the door knob and opening it. "You can't just barge in on people like that." I said, pulling him by the back of his shirt. 

Harry shrugged, "It's just Zayn." 

We walked in after him into a clean and cozy little apartment. I was right, the place was totally normal. It smelled clean like fresh laundry detergent. The place was completely empty and quiet, no party going on here. 

The boys sat down on the couch, making themselves comfortable, as I stood up and looked down at the clean white carpet. I could hear the faint sound of moaning and something slamming against a wall in another room. It was a girls voice, seemed to be getting louder and louder. I looked over at Niall wide eyed and uncomfortable. 

"Is he... Having sex?" I asked.

Harry and Louis looked at each other and laughed. "Yeah." Niall said. He had his phone out, not paying any attention. They all acted like it was a normal thing. 

Louis tapped on the wall behind the couch rather loudly, "Hurry up in there, you have guests!" he yelled. The moans got louder and so did the banging. This was so uncomfortable for me, I had never witnessed - well heard - people having sex before in real life.

Niall finally put his phone down and looked up at me smiling, patting the small space between him and Harry. I plopped down on the couch and brought my knees up to my chest. I didn't realize until a door opened that the moaning had stopped.

"You were great. Maybe we could do this again sometime." a girls voice said and then there was the sound of lips smacking together, as kiss. "Yeah maybe." a raspy English voice said back. 

A blonde girl stepped out of the hallway pulling down her shirt and smiled at us awkwardly before leaving the apartment. Just a little behind her trailed a guy that was tall, tan, tattooed, and shirtless. At least he was wearing pants.

"Sup boys?" he said without looking at us and walked into the small kitchen, pulling four beers out of the fridge. When he looked up, I caught his eye and he grinned. "And girl. Who's this?"

"This." Niall said, placing a hand on my knee, "Is Amelia." Just his hand on my knee sent butterflies to my stomach.

"Your girl?" he asked.

"No." Niall said.

"Yes." Harry said, louder than Niall.

Niall and I looked at Harry who was staring us down. "We aren't together." Niall said, taking his hand off of my knee.