Maya's POV:
Alright I just kissed Zayn. And it wasn't a peck. But it was a dare. I don't know if I want to kiss him. I don't know him that well. It's the Zayn Malik, yeah I know. I'm not going to use his fame. Tjat wouldn't be fair.
"I feel like clubbing tonight" Harry says and lays his arm around my shoulder again.
"Me too" I say and everyone glares in my direction. "You are underaged, Maya" Liam says and nears his eyes. "Ohyeah, here in London you can't drink under 18 years. Crap." I say. "Ohyeah, you told me. In the Netherlands you can drink from 16 years, right?" Harry says and I nod.
"I'll just go lay here then" I say and lay down on the ground. The others laugh and Harry lifts me up, I see Zayn glare at me. "No, you are coming." Harry says and smiles a cheeky smile.
"You just want to see her in a short dress, Harry" Zayn hisses at him and I smile at him. Harry taps my bum and I squal.
Music blasts into my ears and I smeel sweaty people and alcohol everywhere.
Alcohol
I'm not addicted, but I need a drink now. I'm sure Harry will get me a drink if I kiss him maybe once or twice.
I sound like a slut now, do I? Sigh, I just want a drink.
My thight black dress and high black heels I am wearing look nice on me. "You look hot" Harry says and his hand slides to my bum. I feel Zayn tense next to me. "Later, Harry" I whisper into his ear and he grins widely.
Tatum and Liam walk to the dancefloor and begin dancing. Niall walks to a girl and begins talking to her, after a while they go dancing too.
"First the drinks" Harry says and I smirk. "No Harry, Liam told you. Maya get's no alcohol." Zayn says and I frown. I look at him and he shakes his head.
Suddenly Harry grabs my hand and drags me onto the dancefloor, between all the people. Zayn lost us, that was his plan. He smirks at me and stops walking, pulls me really close and bites his lip. He tips my head back and kisses my neck softly. He takes a step closer and grab my waist. When I don't respond he sighs. "You need a couple of drinks" he says and I chuckle.
We walk back to the bar and Harry orders some drinks. I look around for Zayn or Liam, they are nowhere to be seen. Hey, I'm the youngest, I can blame any older lad here for what they've done to me. YOLO!
I take the shots, it burns in my throat but it feels incredible. I get a bit tipsy and Harry notices it. After 3 more drinks he takes my hand and drags me to the floor. People are grinding and snogging. We dance and I dance like there is no tomorrow. Harry enjoys it and I let my hips swing to the music.
He pulsl me close, his breath smells like alcohol, I bet mine does too. I giggle and his hand shoves over my back to my bum. He squeezes it softly and I let out a soft moan. He smirks and his lips enter my neck. He's turning me on, and it works.
He pulls me even closer to him and his hips thrust against mine. My eyes widen a little.
Then he's gone. Somebody drags me in a strong grip. I look and see it's Zayn. He takes me outside to the cold air. I feel the tenses in my body. Harry got me worked pretty well. The tenses are still rolling down my spine, I can't stop them.
Zayn grabs my shoulders and looks at me. "You are drunk" he says and I giggle. "I know" I say and he rolls his eyes. "I told you not to drink, Maya." he says and I smirk. "So what are you going to do, badboy, punish me?" I say and he nears his eyes. I take a step closer to him but he doesn't step a side. I lay my hands on his chest and let them slide down.
"What did Harry do to you?" he asks while cupping my face. I bet he saw the hunger in my eyes because he leans foreward and kisses me. No, he immideately starts snogging me and I like it loads.
"Zayn.." I moan and grab his shirt, urging him closer to my body.
"ZAYN YOU ARE STEALING MY GIRL" A very drunk Harry walks over to us.
A/N
DRAMAAAAA! Zayn and Harry...I would never be able to choose between those two fitties...Can Maya?
Taylor I hope this was good enough for tonight :) Xxxx
