Chapter 26.

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Mari's POV

        I step into the club and become part of the party atmosphere. There are people everywhere. It's kind of formal in here but not really.

         "This isn't what I was expecting," Will says as he links his arm with mine.

         I look around and instantly realize that we are a little overdressed for this event. But that doesn't really matter to me. Will looks around at the people and I feel him tense up.

         "What's wrong William?" I say sarcastically. "Loosen up."  I hear Will growl at me because of my use of his words on him, and I let out a small chuckle.

         "Let's go," he says while pulling me along with him back towards the door.

         "William?" I hear a man say.

         Will turns around with a solid expression, but his face changes as he makes eye contact with the man in front of us.

         "Damon?" he says.

         "Wow, you've grown up," the man, known as Damon says. "You look more and more like your father each time I see you," he says before laughing. Damon turns towards me and looks me up and down. "Wow," he says as he flashes me a smile. "You look beautiful, just like your mother."

         I don't recognize this man at all, but for some reason he recognizes me. His black leather jacket and black slacks catches my attention. He's dressed kind of edgy. His jet black hair and piercing blue eyes look very intimidating as well. Also, they make him look very secretive.

         "Mari, this is Damon. He was a friend of mom and dad's."

         "Hello," I say. "I'm Ma-"

         "I know who you are darling," he says cutting me off. "I was there when you were born." This man amazes me even more as he continues to talk. I have no idea who the hell he is, but Will seems to. So I don't mind.

         "Were you guys about to leave?" he asks. "Please don't leave! I would love to catch up with you both. How about a drink?"

         "Sure," Will says before flashing Damon a grin. Damon starts to walk away and Will pulls me along with him, following him along through the sea of people. Eventually we make it to the bar and Will sits on one of the bar stools. I continue to stand and stare out into the crowd of people. As I watch people dancing, I feel kinda left out and I am tempted to dance as well.

         Ha, fuck it.

         Will hands me a drink, which I'm guessing is vodka and I down it. The strong liquid runs down my throat and burns, causing me to cough. The burning sensation is eventually replaced with a better one, making me want to have another one.

         "I want another one," I tell Will. Will nods his head and speaks to the bartender. Moments later, Will hands me another drink and I drink that one just as fast as the last.

         I kinda feel buzzed a little bit now, and I feel my worries begin to disappear.

         Fuck it, I'm going to go dance.

         I walk away and feel Will's hand wrap around my wrist. "Where are you going?" he growls very close to my ear.

         "I'm going to go and dance if you don't mind," I spit at him. I snatch my wrist out of his grasp and I hear him snicker behind me.

         This is what he wanted right? For me to loosen up.

         Well that's exactly what I'm giving him.

         I move into the crowd of people and start to move to the beat of the music. I forget about everything, and I just let myself go. I feel a couple of guys wrap their arms around my waist, but I wiggle out of their grasp. Just leave me alone...

         I close my eyes and let the music flood into my ears. Someone bumps into me which causes me to open my eyes.

         As soon as I open my eyes, I wish I hadn't because of what I see right in front of me.

         Zayn.

         He's standing right in front of me...with his lips on someone else's.

Zayn's POV

         The girl with the blonde hair places her lips on mine and I find myself kissing her back.  I'm drunk as fuck right now.

         But this is probably what I need.

         I need to distract myself from Mari...

         I pull the girl closer to me and place my hand on the small of her back. I feel the girl softly moan and a smile spreads across my face.

         Suddenly I hear a gasp and look to the left of me. My heart stops for a what seems like forever because of the person standing in front of me.

         Mari.

         I look her up and down and realize that she is wearing a long black dress with a long slit. God she's so fucking sexy. The dress makes her look even more beautiful, if that's even possible. I want to rip it off of her right now, revealing her perfect body. The way that her usually curly hair, which is now straight, frames her face and her red plump lips makes me want run over to her and kiss her, not ever letting her go.

         I watch as tears roll down her cheeks and she bites her lip. "It looks like you've already moved on," she says before running off.

         Too bad she doesn't know that I haven't moved on. Honestly, I don't think I can.

         I feel like my shoes are glued to the ground because I find myself not being able to move. Even though I should, and need to.

         A hand is placed on my shoulder and I turn around to see Harry with his eyes full of curiosity. "Was that Mari?!" he says in complete awe. "Damn she looked sexy as he-"

         "Shut up," I mumble before walking away. The next thing I know, I pushing through the sea of people, trying to find Mari.

         "Mari! Mari?" I shout, but I receive no response. I make eye contact with Will DeSanta who is sitting at the bar and I watch as he clenches his jaw. Suddenly I see him get up and he starts to walk towards me.

         "Why the fuck are you here?" he growls at me. "Leave. Now."

         I completely ignore his comment and continue to look around for Mari. "Where did she go?" I ask.

         "Who?"

         "Mari."

         "She's not here."

         He's really fucking pushing it right now. I wanna punch him in the face. He know exactly where the fuck she  "Cut the fucking crap DeSanta," I spit at him. "WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!" I feel several eyes on me, but I honestly don't give a fuck right now.

         "I don't fucking know Malik. Now fucking leave before you cause a scene."

         I realize that people are crowded around us and I curse underneath my breath.

         "CAN YOU PEOPLE MIND YOUR FUCKING BUSINESSS!" I shout and the people around us flinch.

         Fucking nosey ass people.

         I storm off, ignoring the several looks I am receiving and walk towards Harry and the lads. "Let's go," I mumble.

         "Wait, Why?" Niall asks with a beer in his hand. "We just got he-"

         "We're leaving. Right fucking now," I growl.

         "Fine Mr. Grumpy pants," Louis says before putting his jacket on.

         I shouldn't have fucking came here.

         I had a feeling this night would not have a good ending...

(helloooooo :) so I hope you liked this chapter!!! leave a comment pleasee!

so Damon, what do you think about him? he's gonna be really involved in the next chapterrr :) and I picture him as Ian Somerhalder lol. real original right? lol but I love Ian and TVD so I had to use him in this story lol. But, Damon looks a little bit older than Ian, but that's not really a big deal xD. 

but anyways, the drama is starting back up again :) i'm so excited, lol :D there's more  drama besides Mari and Zayn seeing each other :)

THANKS FOR READINGGG! AND ILY! lol :) you are all amazinggg! and i'm so happy that you are reading my story! :D see ya later! btw follow me on twitter @narryxcashton_! i follow back! xx)

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