Harry groaned at her being so utterly impatient.

"You need to stop." Harry said, gripping Lana's wrist, from tearing off his stain-wash jeans.

"But Harry, I'm horny.." Lana begged, lust overpowering her sense of mind.

"Be Patient." Harry growled.

Lana huffed,"Stop being cynic, I want this, Harry please.." she whimpered.

Harry grabbed Lana's wrists, and pulled them together over her head,"Shut Up." Harry mumbled.

"Just reassure me that I'm gonna feel good tonight." Lana breathed, closing her eyes.

"I can't."

"Well why the hell not..?"

"The boys."

"What about them, you sure didn't say anything about them when we were in the hallway!"

"No, No.. That was later..but now they ALL want you Lana."

"They..?" Lana's lips curved into a smile.

"Okay, okay, WE.." Harry confessed, releasing Lana's forearms.

"So, what's wrong with doing it now? It's PERFECT timing, the boys won't hear." Lana persuaded, pushing her chest against Harry's.

"Hush, Wait I said." Harry demanded, pushing her off of him.

"Well, If you're not going to do something, then I WILL." Lana said, walking out the door.

"Hey.. Lana." a voice sprang, from down the hall, she whipped her body around to see a smiling Zayn, his body visible due to his lankiness.

Lana smiled at how nice he was being,"Hello Zayn."

"'Vas up with you coming out the storage..?" He asked, walking up to her, his body towering over hers.

"O-Oh.. Just had to.. Make a phone call!" she smiled, that fake innocent smile.

"Bull." he said, raising his eyebrow.

"Not." She replied, trying to come up with intricate answers to questions he might ask.

"Tell me what's up?"

"The sky, now I should be on my way-"

Zayn grabbed her wrist, his eyes beaming with curiosity.

"You should come with me, back down the hall. We need to talk." Zayn said, dragging her down the hall, and past the dressing room.

"Weren't we supposed to..?"

"Here." he said, taking out some keys, and unlocking a door.

Inside was a nice plush red couch, similar to the one in the dressing room, but this one was longer. There was a bar on the left side of the room, and drinks filled the shelves.

"Hey, you can sit down. Want a drink?" Zayn said, letting her go, and walking over to the small bar.

"Uh.. Yeah.." Lana smiled, sitting on the couch, and sinking down into the soft material.

"So, what's been going on with you? Have you enjoyed meeting us..?" Zayn smiled.

"No.. No, not really." Lana answered bluntly, letting her hair fall messily upon her shoulders as she threw her head back.

"What's got you down?"

"Nothing."

"That's wrong."

"I know."

Zayn's brown eye pierced her skin, it felt like it was burning, so they shared eye contact for a while.

"Why are you keeping things from me..?" he asked, walking up, and handing her a glass of what she thought was wine.

"I don't feel you have the right to know." Lana said, sighing, and tipping back her glass.

"Well, I'm concerned. Is it the boys?" Zayn asked sitting down, doing the same, and pouring another cup-full into the glasses.

"Thanks," Lana nodded, sipping the wine, slowly.


"Well, what did they do?"

"Their all eccentric bastards." she scoffed,"Except for you and Liam.."

Zayn raised his eyebrow,"So Niall too, eh? Interesting.." He said, nodding slightly.

"We just have needs, Lana."Zayn said, scooted closer to her, and flung his arm around her shoulder.

"That's nice.. But I never said I was ready for this. Don't you have someone better to do the 'Dirty Work' ?" Lana asked, downing the rest of her glass.

"Her name was Palmer, but we called her Peach. She was a pretty gal, but she was a virgin, us boys... We like a fight." Zayn inserted a sarcastic laugh,"She gave up to Niall's wit, and he got her first, then all the boys were completely done with her, we're not nice. We're just animals.." Zayn admitted.

Lana liked Zayn, and his beautiful brown eyes, and smile. His attitude was mysterious, but caring. Lana felt herself closing the distance between them, engaging Zayn in a slow kiss, better than Harry's, she needed more. She needed so much more tonight.

"Lana, wait.." Zayn whispered.

"Hush." Lana whispered back, resting her hand on Zayn's cheek, as he snaked his arms around Lana's waist.

Notes

What's going to happen next chapter?
Sex, duh.

Because there have been too many hol' ups okay?
Okay.

And we got a little Zayn, whoot whoot!

HOLLA FO LANA.

HOOT FOR ZANA GUISE.
OR YOU MAY WHOOT FOR HANNA?
OR TOOT FOR LIANA
OR BOOT FOR NANA(omg guise)
OR TOTOOT FOR LOUANA

COMMENT UR SOUNDS.