The foreign exchange student (Larry fanfiction)

Chapter 30

-Liam's POV-

After the emotional day with Louis and harry, harry had became sick and had to stay home which ruined our surprise.

we were all going to go to this new club and party but now we really couldn't.

Louis insisted we all go anyways while he took care of harry and so they could 'bond'.

I agreed seeing id want time alone with Danielle if given the chance so the guys and I were currently heading to the club.

As soon as we walking in loud music coursed through us and people dancing everywhere took up the space and the varied lights filled the darkness. alcohol filled most of our smelling senses which sucked since I can't drink much.

Zayn and I walked in last after josh and Niall as we looked around.

Niall excitedly picked out a table in the back where we all sat and got some drinks with random liquor that we all drank having no clue what it was.

I just smelled mine and looked over at zayn questioningly "what is this?"

He shrugged taking a large sip of his and set it back down on the table and began talking to josh about some sport I wasn't interested in.

Niall and I chattered amongst ourselves about stupid things like trying out for choir next year in France since it'd look good on our records.

Zayn, and josh had finished their drinks and Niall had half of his gone and mine was completely gone but only because I dumped it out when nobody was looking and pretended to be drunk.

We all went to dance and since josh practically claimed dancing with the giggly drunk Niall. And since Danielle hadn't shown up yet zayn asked me to dance and of course I said yes but I wouldn't have imagined he would be dancing so close to me.

I didn't really know if it was the alcohol, or if it was crowded, or if it was just zayn being zayn but he kept inching closer and closer to me.

he was suddenly an inch away from my face and my breath hitched and I couldn't move it felt like it was just zayn and I and everything else was froze.

His breath smelled of mint mixed with alcohol and fanned out on my face as I looked at him questioningly.

His eyes trailed down to my lips and quickly flicked back up to my eyes and he closed his eyes leaning in more.

I panicked and stood there like an idiot not moving as his lips pressed to mine. I didn't kiss back and I did the first thing I could think of, I pushed him away roughly and glared at him "what the fuck zayn! I don't like you like that." I stormed off and sat at a different table hidden from the rest of the bar.

I ran a hand through my short hair. Had I liked it?

it wasn't bad at all his lips were perfect and soft, better than any girls lips. even dani's.

But I was already in love, and not with him.

I wasn't confused, I was straight and taken, I shouldn't even be considering zayn..

authors note

So im sorry! This definitely sounds like a filler but I have ran out of ideas!!