Like Dreamers Do (Niall Horan Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 10

He wasn’t hard to find. All I had to do was look for a group of slutty looking girls who were screaming and I was set. Pulling up my dress as high as it would go and adjusting my bra, I waltzed right through the group of girls until I had reached Zayn. 

“Hey babe, finally.” He whispered in my ear, his arm reaching its familiar spot around my waist. As predicted, I was met by another wave of death stares. 

“Whose this Zayn?” One girl asked, staring me up and down. Right now, I was especially glad I had caked on my make-up and dressed like a slut, because in their eyes, I looked half decent. 

“Wait I know you!” One girl piped up. “There were pictures of you on Twitter with Niall posted like two hours ago, you were going out to dinner together.”

I shrugged, cozing up to Zayn. “I don’t have Twitter love, I wouldn’t know.”

“Are you cheating on Niall with Zayn??” One girl shouted at me, and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

“Honey, you shouldn’t believe everything you read.” I managed to say. 

Jesus, why was I speaking like that? I sounded so patronizing it was ridiculous. But I was past caring at that point, mainly due to just how drunk I was, but also because Zayn had started pulling me away from the group and towards the corner of the room. I figured that it didn’t matter what I did now, someone would be writing a story about how a mystery girl was with Zayn at Code Zero.

I guess it started off kind of innocent. We went straight to the bar again, both of us keen to get more drunk. 

I wasn’t sure why I was doing it. This wasn’t like me at all, I wasn’t the kind of person to get drunk and flirt with some guy I barely knew, especially when I didn’t have feelings for him at all. 

I was doing it out of spite. I was doing it because I hadn’t been with people my own age for so long and this seemed like the appropriate way to act.

I was doing it because I’m pretty fucked up at the moment. 

Once we had downed a few more drinks, Zayn dragged me to the middle of the dance floor. I don’t even remember speaking to him, I just remember thinking to myself ‘You have to kiss him, you need to kiss him.’ 

Luckily, he seemed to have the same idea. He pulled me into him while we were dancing and I closed my eyes, throwing my arms around his neck. His hand slid down my neck and rested on my lower back, pulling our torsos together. 

“You wanna know something?” His lips were brushing against my ear and he tried to shout over the music. “As soon as I saw you today I knew I had to fucking do this.”

“Do what?” I asked, letting his lips run down my neck, his hands travel lower down to my ass. He smirked into my neck, lifting his head up and making eye contact with me.

“This.” He mumbled, before pressing his lips against mine. 

I had zero resistance in me. I kissed him back furiously, my hands entangled in his hair. His tongue was brushing against my bottom lip, so I parted my lips to allow him entry. I had always found snogging kind of disgusting, but right now I couldn’t care less, slipping my tongue into his mouth without hesitation. All of a sudden, Zayn had picked me up without breaking the kiss, and I giggled against his mouth. 

I could feel him smiling into the kiss and before I knew it, he had carried me over to the side exit, as though we were trying to stealthily escape the crowd. I wasn’t entirely sure why he had wanted to get away from everyone, but I got a clue when he pushed me against the brick wall outside the club. 

His hands were on either side of my face, one of his fingers twisting my hair over and over.

“Fucking hell.” He murmured into my neck, and I smiled lightly, my eyes closed.

“Yeah I know.” I whispered back, before he brought his lips to my collarbone and began kissing his way up my neck. He ran his hands from my hip bones up to my hair, wrapping his hands in the now tangled mess I had spent so long straightening. Just as smoothly as he had lightly been kissing my neck, he began intensely pressing his lips against my own, just as forceful as we had been inside, only this time we were alone. Which worried me a little bit. 

In a matter of seconds, Zayn pulled his hands away from my hair and began running them down my body again, stopping when he got to my thighs. I very hesitantly took his hands in my own, trying to steer him away but he seemed to have other ideas.

“Babe.” He moaned into my mouth, this time not stopping when his hands reached my thighs, instead creeping under the hem of my black dress, which I now regretted wearing. 

“Zayn I-” I wasn’t sure what I was doing now, and to be honest I didn’t know how to stop him, or if I even wanted him to stop. 

I only did this because I was annoyed at Niall. Which was stupid in the first place, considering I don’t even know him, at all. And now I had been roped into something I really didn’t want to be a part of anymore. But the feeling of Zayn’s lips on my own was making me question my thoughts, confusing me further. 

Jesus Christ, I should have stayed home tonight. 

Then, two things happened. Firstly, the side door or the club was slammed open and out came Niall, with a look of shock on his face the moment he saw us. But I was barely even aware of Zayn quickly pulling away from me, a look of guilt on his face, because something else caught my eye. 

It chilled me to the bone and before I knew it, I was completely frozen to the spot, my breathing jagged. 

Across from where Zayn and I had been standing, there was a wall, and behind that wall revealed the bustling city streets of London. From where Zayn and I had been standing, no one could see us unless they climbed on top of the roof of the building next door. 

And someone had done just that. 

It was a man. I barely even caught sight of him. I was so drunk, I could have been seeing things.

But I could have sworn I’d seen those eyes before. In fact, the last time I saw those eyes was about a month ago, the night when my parents were taken away from me and my whole life was torn apart. 

I was staring into the eyes of the man who had told me ‘I’ll be back.’

And now it looked like he had done just that.

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(A/N: Sorry for late update and this crappy chapter. I have the worst cold ever. I'm terribly sorry. Hoped you liked this update. HAPPY THANKS GIVING TO ALL OF YOU!! LOVE YOU BUBBAS! Don't forget to vote and comment. Twitter:@Zayn_Malik018 KiK:ZaynsWifeyXx Love you-Mona)

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