Bree's P.O.V I

probably shouldn't have stayed with Zayn because no matter how many times I said I don't drink he just kept getting me beers. I was now sitting in the car with Jennifer and Rachael, ironically we all meet boys. Rachael had just finished her story. I really didn't hear what she said, my mind is cloudy by all the alcohol in my system. I felt someone shake me I turned over and looked at Jennifer.

"What's your story?" She said with excitement in her eyes.

"Not much to say... I went out of the dance-floor he grabbed me and started to dance with me. Then he bought me beers and we traded number. Nothing really." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"You didn't kiss him? Shocker." Rachael said playfully

"What's that suppose to mean."

"It means that when you usually meet a hot guy, like you did tonight. That you usually end up making-out with him or something." She said shrugging her shoulders.

"So you're calling me a whore?" I said laughing.

"Kind of." She said smiling.

"Oh whatever." I said while laughing. Just brushing her comment off like it was nothing.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, I reached in my pocket and grabbed my phone out. I got a text message from an unknown number. '

'Hey had a great time with you tonight. Can we have another great time sometime tomorrow?(: Zayn xx'

He wants to hang out again, oh my gosh. I literally want to scream, he is literally is the nicest guy I know. And I'm not even exaggerating when saying that.

'Sure. It's a date! ;) xx'

Notes

Sorry about the short chapter, but it's better than nothing! (: comment what you think of the chapter and also what you think of the story so far!(:

Bree xx