Party Hard- (Zayn Mailk's Fan Fiction)

This story is about a girl named ____(y/n). She is 16 years old. Since her mom died she changed completely. From blond-hair, to red. Almost pink eyeliner, to a fully black, and tender to rebel. She lives with her dad. Which is not the same either, he changed too. One night she goes to a party that will change her life. What is going to happen? Just start reading my movella and you'll find out.
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~Zayn Malik's babe


3. Spending the night with Zayn

-''OMG!"-I was shocked.
 - ''What?'' - Said the boy.
 -''You're ZAYN MALIK!'' - I shouted. Now I understand why so many girls were stunned at the entrance of the door,it was Zayn Malik from One Direction. I looked to the other side and saw Louis, Liam, Niall and Harry. What the hell are they doing here!?''.
 - ''Hey, Zayn!'' - I hear the voice of James.
 - ''Do you know him?'' - I asked very confused
 -''Yes, we went to school together and I invited him to the party''
 - ''Why didn't you told me that before?'' -
 -''I didn't know you liked One Direction''-he looked at me confused
  "BTW ... Why do you have vodka all over your clothe?'' -
 -''I accidentally threw it, but I'll replace that beautifull blouse that she's wearing'' -Zayn said very sweetly.
 -''How sweet''- I whispered.
 - ''What?'' - Said James.
 ''Nothing,''- I said, embarrassed.
 -''I'll buy another shirt in Forever 21 you want to come?'' - Zayn said.
 -''Yes, of course''
He took my arm and took me outside, as we crossed the street he said:
 -''I'm sorry I called you an idiot''
 -''It's fine. I should not behave with a jerk''-
 We smiled and he put his hand to where he had it (my arm) into my hand. I was the luckiest girl in the world, I've always liked Zayn.
 We went to Forever 21 and I choose the blouse I wanted, bought it and returned holding hands.
 I entered the bathroom and he waited outside. I took off my dirty shirt and put it in my purse.
 - ''Want to start over?'' - he asked
 -''I think it would be more appropriate'''- I laughed.
 -''Hi, I'm Zayn''-
 -''Hi, I'm __________'' -
 -''Nice to meet you, __________''-
 -''The pleasure is mine''-
 - ''Would you like to dance?'' -
 -''I would love to, Mr. Malik''-
He took my hand and we began to dance.
 "Party, party all night, night, night, sleep all day then do it again" sounded the song "Run The Night" Havana Brown and Pitubull.
 Suddenly the song changed to "Same mistakes".
 Zayn grabbed my waist and I took his hand, we began to dance foolishly.
 - ''How does it feel to hear yourself on the radio?'' - I said as I put my head on his chest.
 ''Strange, but great'' -he laughed.
 We danced until 1 am

 -''Zayn, I have to go'',
 -''No, don't go!''-
 -''I have to! I shouldn't even be here!''-
 ''Well, but let me take you home''. -
 -''Sure''. -
We got into his car and on the way we talked about us.
 - ''So,how old are you, _______?'' -
 -''16 and you?'' -
 -''18, it feels strange that usually people ask, everyone knows my age lol''-
 -''Well, I didn't '' - I winked-''This is my house''-he stopped the car.
 He got out of the car and opened my door. "How handsome" -I thought.
 He went to the door and when he was about to ring the doorbell I stopped    him!!.-
''Don't do it!, my father doesn't know that I left the house''. -
 ''I'm sorry''- Zayn said smiling
 ''I should go in now''
 ''All right'',
 - ''Would we see each other again?'' -he said in a sad tone.
 -''Yes, but until we see each other again let me give you this''-
 I kissed him, our lips melted into deep passion, I thought I was going to stop, but he took me by the waist and pulled me close to him, our chest reached the point of joining. He pulled my shirt up a little.
 I pulled away from him, but I didn't want to.
 ''Goodbye''- I said sensually.
 -I walked to the back of the house, and went to the window, I went to the other side of the house to see if Zayn left, but he was still there but looking surprised.


End of 3rd Chapter!! Love,love love <3

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