Sex, Drugs, and One Direction 2

Gala ready

Sam POV

“Thank you!” The boys shouted at the screaming fans as we left the arena for the after party.

“Are you sure you want to go?” Zayn asked hopping into the car. He was still trying to make me feel better about me jumping into this awards thing and now to a party.

It had been a long period of sitting and a hand count of times where we stood to clap. I needed to move around a bit and wanted to socialize. I know I wasn’t best friends with and celebs besides the band, but I needed to talk to different people and get away from Harry.

The car pulled up to a building not far from the arena and we were let out and led inside. Music played and lights were changing from purple to white. There was a bar set up in the back and an area with food. I noticed a few police officers stood inside as security.

Zayn held my hand and guided me to the bar area. “Here.” He said handing me a glass of champagne.

“Zayn, I can’t drink this with police officers here.” I nodded my head in their direction and he peaked over my shoulder. He sighed and let out a laugh while shaking his head.

I raised my brow, puzzled as to why it would be a laughing matter.

“My sweet, you have so much to learn.” He grabbed a glass and went over chatting with the officers. He took a couple of photos with them and they all laughed.

He waved me over and I followed in suit. “Sam, this is officer Brooks and Davis of the LAPD.” I shook both of their hands and they both smiled.

“Hey missy, are you old enough to drink?” The balding man asked putting on a stern face. I looked between them both and couldn’t speak.

“I’m kidding!” He said causing them both to laugh. I let out and awkward laugh and downed the glass out of nervousness.

“You two have a good time!” They both said pacing around the room.

“I told you everything was fine.” Zayn whispered kissing my temple.

I followed him around chatting with people I had always dreamt of meeting. It was about 11:30 and we were having a fantastic time. I was headed to the lounge area to sit with Zayn and a couple others. I noticed Harry in the corner with Kendall and Kylie Jenner. His sister sat with them along with Rita Ora and Ed Sheeran.

He glanced at me and continued talking to everyone. I moved on with Zayn and took a seat on the cool red leather. “Are you enjoying your time with the boys?” A producer asked me taking a sip of his beer.

“Yeah, they are quite the bunch.” I smiled. The producer continued talking music with Zayn and the other guitarist/ musicians.

“I’m going to go get a drink.” I whispered to Zayn before standing. I pulled my dress down back to its original length and headed over to the bar.

“Another glass?” The bar tender asked laughing. I nodded and he popped open another bottle and pouring it into the flute glass.

I watched the bubbles float around as I held it up in the air. Another glass touched mine and I looked over to see Niall touching mine.

He smiled and pulled his back down along with me. “To a night of memories.” He cheered and I nodded taking a sip of mine.

“Why are you standing all alone?” He asked leaning his back against the bar and propping his arms up.

“I just walked over to get another drink. We haven’t talked in a bit.” I said placing my glass on the bar.

He took another sip of his finishing it off and placing it next to mine. He loosened his collar and left it undone. His hair was a bit messy and his cheeks a bit red.