Sound Of Madness(COMPLETE)

(NOW FINISHED) Siobhan Kline has just started junior year. She doesnt expect much from it, she doesnt think anything special will happen. Nothing special happens to her. She has two close friends, a 1976 mustang, her author mother Loretta and her pet hamster LuLu. This is her life. Until she is partnered with the new boy Zayn Malik. He just moved to town and all the girls seemed to take an interest in him.
All the boys want to be his friend.
But he couldnt care less

Zayn Malik fanfiction ----Not Famous


6. dance until tomorrow


Jasper’s younger brother Benicio had been giving me the eye since I came in with my mother. As usual, the men flocked to my mom, for she flaunted herself in a slinky silver dress and high heels that made her legs look like they went on for miles. Even Jasper seemed a bit stunned. I felt a bit inferior, I chose to wear a white Marc Jacobs dress from my new wardrobe that had a slit up the right side, so maybe there was hope for me too, even if this meant getting eye raped by Jasper’s younger brother. Not that Benicio was ugly, because he had been somewhat of a player around the town, but he was just looking at me like I was something to eat. I sat in a chair and made myself comfortable.

A half hour later, a young man with a silver dress shirt approaches me. He extends his hand and asks me to dance, but this beat is not something I want to dance to. It is fast, Latin and sexy. On the dance floor, people move so close to one another, their dancing looks like they are having sex with clothes on. “C’mon missy” he tells me, a thick Spanish accent evident. I am certain I don’t have a choice. He leads me to the dance floor and moves against me in a way that makes me stiffen. “Let loose” he insists, his hands sliding up my sides and placing my hands around his neck as he is behind me. He smells perfect, and musky.

“I don’t dance”

“Everyone dances” I can feel his breath on my neck, this had to be the most erotic dance I have ever taken part of, and he did most of the work. I feel his hips sway from side to side, his hands resting on my hips. “Just do as I do”, his voice sounds better when I close my eyes. I mimic his movements, and his breath is hot on my neck. It seems as if in no time at all, I have the pace of it and my hips are moving with his, his groin rubbing against my backside. Oh…..


I am worn out after the dance, that or I am embarrassed enough not to do it again. He, has found another girl to dance with, I think its Jasper’s girlfriend. She responds well to his movements, as if she was made to dance like that.

“Heya hussy” I hear and know the voice instantly. It is Olive and she is in a dress. A dress! She looks great, her hair done, makeup done, and a little black cocktail dress I never thought I’d see her wear. Her shoes bring her a few inches higher. “You look delish”

“You too” I smile back, almost relieved the guys aren’t here. “Too bad the boys couldn’t make it huh” I lie thanking heavens. She sips from a cup of soda.

“Zayn and Damien are getting ready, hun, they are so coming”

It was ten on the dot when they showed up, I nearly keeled over when I saw them.

Boy did Zayn clean up nice, and Damien, well, he looked different. His long hair was pulled into a ponytail, his face bare of any makeup and most of all, there was no contact! How was it, that one of my best friends was so attractive and I had no clue to it. And then there was Zayn….what could be said, what could be thought. My knees went to jelly the minute he smiled at me. They quickly turned to stone when he took Olive by the hand and they started dancing to a club song . Neither knew how to dance well, and it amused the hell out of Damien, but I stood disbelievingly. Zayn with his perfect face and perfect smile…those killer eyes! And then Olive, the girl who didn’t care how she looked…. “You’re jealous?” Damien was too good at reading facial expressions, I turned to him and nodded. “I wouldn’t worry about it, I think if he had a thing for Olive, he wouldn’t be so open and free with her”

“Why wouldn’t he be?”

“Don’t be stupid”, he laughed. “He’s close to her because she sees past outside appearances, she doesn’t care that he drives the hottest car, wears expensive clothes or any crap like that. She cares about how he is on the inside. And truth be told, he’s not as perfect as he looks” he took my hand and led me to the dance floor for a much easier dance. “She is catching on, don’t act weird Sisi, just let it be. Plus, he’s your lab partner, even if you are not totally crazy about him, don’t let it show in your grade” he twirled me and dipped me, almost dropping me the minute he saw my mother. “Rawr Miss Kline” he made his way to her, leaving me standing there like an idiot. Like my mother would ever dance with Damien, he should keep on dreaming.

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