( Vanessa's P.O.V )
Zayn really seems like the perfect guy. He's funny, gorgeous, and he is a good person to talk to. But I wouldn't ever be able to be more than friends with him.. Or anyone. I'm not the "dating" type.. I stopped that a long time ago. I just can't take the pain of rejection anymore..
"Zayn!!!!" A voice screamed from across the room.
I turned my head towards the voice, and saw a girl running over to Zayn. She had pretty blonde hair with pink in it, big blue eyes, and a really cute style. She jumped onto Zayn and started to kiss his jawline repeatedly.
Figures, he would be taken. He's hot Nessa, duh. Oh well, I never had any intentions on dating him anyways.. I'm going to stay single forever.
"Um, Perrie.. What are you doing?!" Zayn yelled while putting her down to the ground.
"Kissing my ama-zayn boyfriend, duh!" She yelled back with excitement.
"No, i'm NOT your boyfriend!! Now leave me alone you freak."
"Fine Zayn, call me though." She winked at him and walked out of the shop.
Wait, so is that his girlfriend?.. I'm confused.. It doesn't matter anyways.
"I'm sorry Vanessa.. She's a -" he apologized but I cut him off.
"Um, it's fine.. I gotta go.. Bye." I walked out of the shop without glancing back at Zayn. When I was walking out, I heard him say "wait", but I left anyways.
But, me being my stupid self forgot to pay the lady at the front desk. I pulled my money out while walking back to the shop. I quickly walked in, and paid the lady.
Don't look at him Nessa, don't..
I quickly turned my head towards Zayn and he just stood there, staring at me. Looking at his big brown puppy dog eyes, my heart melted.
"I'm sorry." I mouthed to him and he just put his head down and walked away.
When I got home, it was only 7:30 p.m so I changed into a dress to go out to a club to get my mind off today. I swore to myself that I would never start getting feelings for guys anymore, and it needed to stay that way.
The dress I put on was a tight white dress, that hugged my curves perfectly. I paired it up with some nude heels and a light pink lipstick. I curled my hair, grabbed my clutch and phone, and walked downstairs.
I decided NOT to walk to a club because of what I was wearing. Yeah, I know.. Your probably asking "shouldn't you have your license if your 19?".. I do. I just don't have a car yet. Me and Lou have been sharing his, until I save up enough to get my own.
Right when I was about to wave out to a cab, a car stopped in front of me.
"WHERE IN THE ACTUAL FUCK DOES MY BABY SISTER THINK SHE'S GOING, DRESSED LIKE THAT?!?!" Louis screamed from the window.
"Calm down! I'm just going to the club for a while! Give me a ride?"
"You better behave V.."
"I will! I promise!"
"Alright, get in."
I could tell he didn't really want me going, but I am 19. I'm mature now.
I got in and he began to drive.
"Which club?" He asked.
"Erm, I don't know. Do you know any?"
"Yeah, it's pretty wild.. But I trust you."
Louis is probably the world's most overprotective big brother. He'd honestly chop his head off for me, which I find sweet. Well, not the fact of him chopping his head, but for me.
We pulled up in front of a club called "Crazy 8's", and there was a huge line outside of the door.
"Geesh, the lines's huge."
"Don't worry, I know the security guard through a friend. He'll let you in when he sees me." He chuckled.
We both got out of the car and headed towards the front of the line. While I was walking past the line, a bunch of guys started to wolf whistle at me.
"Listen you dicks, don't whistle at my sister! Unless you want to lose your whistles." Louis announced loudly.
'Lose your whistles', oh lord Lou.
Once we got up to the front, Lou and the guard bro hugged and Lou told him about me being his sister.
"Your free to go in." The big guard said while removing the red blockers away from the club door.
I hugged Lou and he whispered something into my ear.
"Call me when your ready to leave and i'll get you.. Just don't come home pregnant." I chuckled but his face just stood serious.
"I won't.. Love you." He kissed my forehead and walked back towards the car. I went into the huge club and there were people dancing, grinding, drinking, and making out everywhere.