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Chapter 2

"Zayn." I answer Naomi's burning question.

"You're crazy. What did he say?" She asks.

"That I am going to a party." I say, looking for their car to return. I don't know why, I am not going anyway.

"Oh no you're not." Naomi laughs.

"I know, I know." I say as my phone rings again. Zayn of course.

"Yes?" I answer, walking away from Naomi.

"We're here. Look behind you and walk." Zayn says and hangs up again. I really wish he would let me talk before hanging up. Forgetting about Naomi, I walk to their car as I spot them. Zayn gets out of the car and opens the door.

"That won't be needed, thank you. And I am sorry to be this way, but I am not going to a party with a bunch of tattooed strangers." I assure the group.

"We're not strangers. We introduced each other and talked for like 5 minutes. Feels like a life time." Zayn laughs. I look at him in annoyance.

"You don't have a choice, get in." The one with the curls tells me.

"Excuse me? I am human...I can make my own decisions. I am not going and that's that. Goodbye everyone." I smile.

"Your loss sweat heart!" Zayn playfully challenges. I stand, folding my arms.

"What do you mean? I would much rather relax by the water and sun while reading my wonderful novel than party with a bunch of...punks." I say.

"Sorry mum, we'll try not to wake you again..." Zayn and his friends laugh and his insulting so called joke he has made. I don't understand the joke but I don't feel as if it is necessary to argue. My feet begin to force me forward before my brain catches up.

"Aw, come on, Lana. Live a little." The blonde says in a strange accent that I soon figure to be Irish.

"No..." I finally stand my ground, and walk back to my towel with no turning back. As I lie down I grow proud of myself for not giving in to peer pressure like they teach us in middle school. I hear the sound of tires screeching as they turn around, and the further away they go the more sweet the sound. I grasp my still new book in my hands, only to smell Zayn's dreadful smoke lingering on it. I open the book, to my surprise one of the pages is half burnt from his cigarette.

"You've got to be kidding me..." I grunt. What a dick, coming here, destroying my property and inviting my to some intoxicating party. It will be a cold day in hell before I go anywhere with him. I decide that I should join Naomi and the others in volley ball, but they already finished and now are back in the water. I sigh and close my book, cringing at the burnt half of the page. I become tired and inform all of my friends I am going home. They didn't seem to have a huge fit but they were still pretty upset. I could use some rest.

Zayn's POV
We arrive at Harry's brother Ed's house. I smile at the familiar scent of alcohol and marijuana and nearly fly inside when I see Perrie, my best friend. We dated for 2 years and boy do we have memories... After we broke up we decided that friendship would work just as fine. I did miss the sex, and tried many times for her to give in but she never bothered.

"Perrie!" I say, giving her a warm hug.

"Hey Zayn...No hot slut by your side this time?" She laughs, pointing out that I don't have someone that I plan on burying myself into later with me.

"I tried...She rejected me so I burned her book." I lie about my accident. I burnt it because I was hit in the head with a ball while reading the summary. But my excuse sounds more like me.

"Zayn...that's no way to treat rejection..." Perrie continues to laugh. I agree and Perrie and I continue to talk for about 10 minutes before her overly protective boyfriend named Michael comes to pick her up. I wave goodbye and realize that I should be screwing someone's brain out by now...specifically Lana. I decide to get my phone out and send her a text.

* reconsider the party?i t's very boring.. and sorry about your book.*

I quickly send the message and find the nearest couch to sit on in wait of her reply. If she does say yes, there's no way I am keeping her in this dump.

*only if you pick me up...*

She finally replys after about twenty minutes, Her answer shocks me but I am all for picking her up.

*most definitely...on my way, stay at the beach*

I have to find Harry and borrow his keys. I should've told her that I would be a few minutes but it's not like she's excited to see me anyways. After pushing my way through a crowd of various different people I wonder why I am going to different extents to pick this girl up.
I finally find Harry, making a drink by the bar. I sigh in relief seeing he is drunk and is pouring the alcohol on the floor rather than the glass. Normally Harry could care less what I do when he's drunk, so I knew now was a good time before he passed out.

"Zayn! Mate! Maaan, sick party." Harry slurs, patting my back.

"Not at the slightest. Anyways, can I borrow your keys?" I ask casually.

"No sex in my car..." He states, trying to be serious and I nod in agreement. He struggles to finds his keys but eventually does. He hands me them and quickly scurries to an anorexic slut taking 5 shots in a row. I laugh as he cheers her on, typical Harry. I walk outside and became shocked that the sky was dark. I hope Lana is still at the beach. My phone vibrates and I laugh as I see Lana texted me.

*You coming or am I going to have to leave? 3 people have offered me a ride. Everyone's going home and I am still sitting here and it's getting annoying using my phone to read...Hurry up.*
I smile.

*don't worry your pretty little mind I will be there in a few*

I start the car and drive towards the beach. I turn up the radio but immediately turn it off after hearing what was on. What the fuck does Harry listen to?

I turn into the parking lot at the beach and see Lana's back. She's one of the only ones here and I can't wait to surprise her. I see her check her phone a few times and decide to watch her for a bit longer. Her brown hair reaches past her bikini clasp and her body is flawless. Her ass is nice, really nice. She has an hour glass figure, those make me go nuts. I catch my self continuously staring at her perfect ass before I realize it's getting late. I get out of the car and run up to her, scaring her as I grab her ass. I laugh in satisfaction as she slaps my hand.

"What the hell you pervert?" She laughs and I apologize though I don't mean it. I really wanted to grab her ass. We walk to the car and I help her put all her shit in her trunk and we walk back to Harry's.

"This is my first bad party you know?" She tells me as we get in Harry's car.

"Oh we're not going...Never mind. That's cool." I answer her, covering up my mistake.

"Where are you taking me if we're not going to the party?" She questions as she looks at me in concern.

"To the party. I was kidding to freak you out." But I wasn't though. I decide to take her to this lame party first before I take her to my place.

"Oh." Is all she says. I give a sarcastic laugh and turn into the party.


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