Two Different Worlds

Chapter 7: This day keeps getting better and better

Chapter 7

Scarlett's POV

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Harry just saw me flying. I just hope he won't remember when he wakes up. The three of us are still outside, lying on the ground where thankfully, no one can see us. I face palmed myself for being so stupid. Why did i fly? Even if i did do it to save Louis, i almost risked exposing my identity. Damn it! I guess its too late now. I have to try to get these two back to the club and get the other boys, who i hope are sober enough to walk straight. 

I picked up the unconscious Louis and swung his arm over my shoulder while mine was wrapped around his waist. His head kept bobbing from side to side as i trudged over to the other side of the road where Harry was laying. I cautiously leaned down to pick up Harry, careful not to drop Louis in the process. I gripped both of their waists tightly as i slowly made my way back to the club. I let them rest on a booth inside while i pulled out my phone and dialed Paul's number.

"Hello?" He spoke from the other line

"Hey Paul. I kinda need you to pick me and the boys up. Louis and Harry are knocked out and i'm pretty sure the others aren't too keen on walking back." 

"Alright. We'll be there soon. Make sure they don't get into any trouble." 

"Got it." I replied before hanging up. I quickly scanned the room, trying to find Zayn, Liam, and Niall. I easily found Zayn grinding on about 3 other girls in the middle of the dance floor. I walked over to him after making sure Louis and Harry were safe sitting in the booth, unconscious.

"Zayn, come on. We gotta go." I said tugging on his shoulder.

"I'm a little busy right now." He slurred.

"Yea. Beat it you little bitch. He's in the middle of dancing with me." A blindingly blonde girl with what looked like paint splattered onto her face snarled, attempting to push me away.

I ignored her comment, too irritated to be dealing with more problems. "Zayn, let's go. Paul's on his way to pick us up."

"Ugh. Fine" He replied in a child-like whine. "But you have to do something for me in return."

I rolled my eyes. "Alright whatever. Just come on!" I pulled his arm, but was stopped when the girl tugged his other one.

"But Zayny. I thought we were going to hang out a little longer." She pouted, placing a hand on his chest.

"Sorry, but he's got bigger things to worry about." I pulled Zayn away from her grip and strutted away from her before she tried to start something she would regret. I sat Zayn on the booth where Louis and Harry were. "Stay here and watch after them, ok? I'll be right back." I turned on my heel in the direction Liam was.

"Wait!" Zayn called before i could go. "You said you'd do something for me."

I let out an annoyed scoff and got closer to Zayn. "Fine. What do you want?"

Before he said anything, he pulled my head forward and smashed my lips onto his. I was too shocked to respond as my eyes were wide open in surprise. Somehow, he managed to sneak his tongue into my mouth, giving me a taste of what i assume is alcohol. I responded uncomfortably, seeing as i didn't know what to do in this kind of situation. Finally, he pulled back and gave a goofy grin.

"Harry was right. You are a damn good kisser." My brow furrowed as i took a step back. That was extremely uncomfortable and unnecessary. 

"Riigghht. Well i'm gonna go find the others now. Stay here and don't go anywhere!" I pointed at him sternly before turning around and moving towards Liam. He was sitting on the bar playing with the cup in front of him. I placed a hand on his shoulder, startling him as he turned his head my way. "Come on, Liam. We gotta go. Can you walk straight?"