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Fake ID's |MICA|

[MICA]

Two girls stood in my door way, looking as Innocent as possible. "Who's, who?" I said uninterested, "Amelia," The one with long curly brown hair said, "Kisle," the one with the straight black hair and blue eyes announced. I ordered them to come in fully, as I plopped on the couch. "Arn't you going to show us our rooms?" they both asked. I pointed to the staircase, "There up stairs,'' I said as I turned my full concentration to my cell phone.

They eventually found thier rooms, "Amelia, Kisle, come down here," I yelled. as on cue they were down stairs in an instant. "Lets lay down some rules, Kay?" I said,instructing them to take a seat on the couch opposite of the one I laid spread out on. "First off. Stay out of my room." They shook their heads understandingly. "That's all," I clasped my hands together as I got up to leave.

We all stayed in the house most of the day, getting use to each other, I was going out tonight, and I probably should start getting ready now. I had gotten fake ID's from an Ex-Boyfriend of mine, which means I could get into any club I wanted. it was going on 11pm when my friend Gabbi bailed on me, "Kisle, Amelia, you guys wanna go out tonight," I asked as I waved the fake ID's in their faces. They both looked terrified, and shook their heads no, "Suit your self." I said as I walked towards the door, "Wait , are you coming back ?" Amelia questioned, "Later, Girls." I said as I shut the door behind me.

My heels clicked against the club floor as some random guy that was way to old for me danced behind me. I turned, giving him a Scowl that let him know, I wasn't interested. He backed away, knowing he wasn't wanted. I danced sexily in the middle of the crowd, all eyes were on me. . . as always! but tonight I felt a new pair, a deep brown pair of eyes that were full of lust ran all over my body. His black hair, streaked with a hint of blond that stood perfectly in a quiff. He was undressing me with his eyes. I teased him, running my finger through my hair. He approached me, a grin spread across his face. He danced behind me, letting his hands fall onto my hips and his lips hit the side of my neck, as I grind against him.'

I stopped dancing, to turn and face him. I smiled as I tilted my head, kissing his neck lightly. My hands placed themselves over top of him toned chest. I smiled again, teasing him with my eyes as I backed away, walking towards the bar. I knew exactly who he was, and there was no way I was going to be just another one of Zayn Malik's little groupies. I worked at his recording company as a receptionist, . . . I needed the extra money. It never felled him, to look over my body constantly, he had girls left and right. . I was not one of them.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, "What do you want, Malik," I questioned as I downed another shot. "You," his voice was full of lust. "To bad, " I smiled, as I stood from my seat, Zayn pulled me into him. He entranced me with his eyes, it was like I was under his spell. "You know you want me, to." he said confident. I opened and closed my mouth, not sure what to say. When his lips sucked on the spot right underneath my ear, I couldn't take it anymore. "C'mon," I whispered. taking his hand in mine and walking towards the exit of the club.

When we got back, Amelia and Kisle were still up, Kisle looked terrified. Amelia looked like a crazed fan. "Thats ., Thats Zayn Malik " she whispered to Kisle "What are you do-" Kisle started to say. "GOOD NIGHT, GIRLS," I said as I led Zayn up the steps and into my bedroom.