Tyra’s POV
Later that night, Michelle and I were getting dressed to go to the club. I was wearing a short skin tight black dress with quarter sleeves and black pumps. I have my hair long and straightened. Michelle was wearing white short dress and red strappy stilettos. She has her hair down and curled into ringlets. *Honk honk* The boys pulled up in the driveway. I heard a knock on the door, "It's open!" I said. Niall walked over to Michelle hugging her and gave her a kiss on the lips. Zayn walked over to me and kissed me too. "Let's get this party started!!" I yelled and we all walked out the front door.
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The music was loud, the bass was pumping through my veins. Zayn and I were sitting at a booth taking shots. I was sitting in his lap, Zayn whispering compliments in my ear. I was feeling tipsy but somehow was still sober. I turned my head looking for Michelle and Niall. They were grinding to the beat of the music on the dance floor. They looked like they were having fun. Even though they weren’t drinking. I turned to Zayn, "Wanna dance?" I said. I grabbed his hand and lead him to the dance floor. The night continued for a couple more hours, but at about 3 o’clock we decided to leave. Michelle and Niall were in the front seat. Zayn and I couldn't drive because we were total shitfaced.
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When we got home I go the kitchen and grab water from the fridge. When I get back I see Michelle whispering in Niall’s ear and then she leads him to her room. "They're gonna fuck," I say, "Wanna come to my room." Zayn grabs my hand and we go upstairs. When we get to my room Zayn sits on the bed and I pull of my dress. Zayn puts his arms around my waist and pulls me in for a kiss. I can hear Michelle and Niall talking while Zayn and I are kissing. I giggled when I heard her start yelling. "What's wrong?" Zayn asks giving me a questioning look. "Nothing I was just laughing at the fact that the other two won't shut up and go to bed already. I know how much Michelle has been waiting for this. But now that the time has come she is nervously talking instead of doing what we are. You know what I mean?" "Are you saying that the only reason I'm here right now is because you want to get this over with so you can move on to the next guy?" "Heavens no. I'm just saying... never mind let's just forget I said anything. Ok?" "No I want an answer for my question and if it's a yes then get off of me and tell me to leave." I get off him and am about to tell him no it's not that but he doesn't give me time. He just stands up and is about to walk out the door. "I didn't say to leave." "Huh?" "You said to get off you and tell you to leave if it was a yea and I didn't say to leave. I just wanted to get off you so that I could explain what I meant to say earlier. Please sit down." "Ok.." "What I meant earlier is she has been waiting for a moment like this with Niall since we exchanged numbers at the meet and greet. So have I. But she had more, how do I put this, need for it then I did. So I'm just surprised that she didn't take advantage of this time with him. Now do you get it??" "Yea I'm sorry I jumped to such an outrageous suspicion about you. Could you forgive me for that rude comment?" "What rude comment?" I giggled. "Oh never mind." "I really like you Zayn and would never do something like that to you." "I should know you wouldn't. It was wrong of me to say that. Sorry." "Your forgiven!" I say with a smile.
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The Mix Up (Niall fanfic)(Zayn fanfic)
FanfictionMichelle: Wait I thought Niall liked me. Then why did he ask Tyra out. I'm so confused. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tyra: I am so confused I thought I hit it off with Zayn. Maybe I was getting the wrong idea because he asked out my best friend Michel...