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Zayn's POV
"Oh." Is all she says. This stranger, this girl I only met today is in my car probably terrified of what's going to happen tonight. She's gorgeous, god is she gorgeous. But she's also a prissy. I am starting to have second thoughts of bringing her here, but I realize now I can't take her back to my flat. She's not like other girls.


"Zayn...To tell you the honest truth I am nervous." She finally says, clearing her throat. I am caught of guard by her elegant English accent. She can say anything and it would still sound so...elegant. Unlike my accent, I just sound like a dirty old beggar.

"Oh yeah, I forgot you were used to fancy country clubs." I smirk at my rude comment
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"I, for one have never...Is Golden Springs a country club? Oh my, you're right." She laughs in embarrassment and brings her hand to her forehead.

"And you don't have to be so rude about it, you know?" She adds.
"Oh yes he does." A male's deep voice comes from behind her. It's Liam. Liam is one of those broken lads. Man he used to be so clean...So innocent and charming and not a blot of ink on his body. Until him and Danielle broke up. He was ready to propose to her when she cheated on him...I almost felt bad for him but it's his fault for being so god damn boring. Then he found a new slut...a girl named Sophia, who turned him into some kind of new character that trust me, everyone likes much

"For tonight she is...Your two inch will surely scare her off" He laughs and walks away. Good.

"What does he mean by that?" She asks. She seriously cannot be this stupid. But then again, she's not used to people like...us? We're still in the car and she's asking obvious questions...she's nervous.

"He means he's planning to fuck your brains out in the future so be careful." I laugh as she shrieks and swats my arm over the seat. I have just met her and I can tell she's going to be fun to piss off. Of course I lied, Liam has a girlfriend.

"You're disgusting. Don't make me make you drive me home." She stalls.

"Fine fine. Are we gonna stay in this car all night or what?" I say in annoyance. As much as I want to push her on edge I am getting impatient. I need to start looking into personality before I judge by their looks, because this girl is pissing me off already and she's barely done anything. She mumbles something under her breath and I immediately snap. I hate when people do that.

"What did you just say?" I ask.

"I said I would rather stay in the car all night." She answers to my surprise. I see regret in her eyes. I think she realized what she's getting herself into. Which is smart, but I want her.

"Too fucking bad. Let's go." I laugh and get out of the car.

"Why are you so rude?" She asks, getting out of the car still in her bikini. I try not to stare at her perfect body as she walks towards the door. I pray she walks in front of me so I can...I shake my head.

"Why are you so annoying?" I snap back as we enter the party. I am starting to regret this more and more as I start to figure out who she is. She stops me before we go inside.

"You know what? I am not going to take this! I came to this party because I thought you were hot, and you invited me! I will not take these rude insults and I definitely do not accept that you are staring at me like I am a treat and you are a dog. This was a huge mistake. Take me home. Now." She demands. I stand emotionless.

"Okay, fine your loss sweetheart. But next time be a little quieter because now everyone's staring at you and your big ass mouth." I laugh as I begin to walk back to the car.

"I've had it. I will fine someone else to give me a ride. Isn't that your friends car, anyway? I will ask him." She states. She huffs as she begins pushing herself through the crowd. I don't bother to warn her that she shouldn't be going into a stranger's party with no one with her, and wearing only a bikini. And she thought I was looking at her like a wild animal? Yeah, have fun with that.

Lana's POV

"What have I gotten myself into?" I question myself aloud as I sit on a random velvet couch. I come to realize I am the only girl wearing a bikini and that Zayn's intentions were not to party with me. What a pervert. Naomi was right, but of course being the naive girl I am, I didn't listen to her. I did what I please, as usual.

"Hey." A voice I remember greets me. I see the one with the curls sitting next to me, he owns the car. He is clearly intoxicated, unable to drive.

"I'm Harold..No wait don't call me that...I'm Harry..." He slurs.

"Hello Harold, I mean Harry." I smile.

"You're not wasted and you're in a bikini..." He states in a confused tone.

"It appears so, doesn't it?" I laugh at how ridiculous I look. An idea comes to mind that I should've thought of earlier, but my head wasn't clear enough to process it.

"Excuse me, Harry...I have a phone call to make." I excuse myself from his presence and proceed to dial Naomi's number, hoping she will pick up.

"Hello?" Her voice finally reaches my eager ear.

"Naomi! So glad you picked up! Is there any possible way you can pick me u--" Someone takes my phone out of my hand before I finish.

"I'll take you home." Liam says, pressing end on my phone. His voice is so deep it's mesmerizing. He's very buff and his black tank top shows it...very well. His hair is swept upwards and he was facial hair that compliments him greatly. He's gorgeous. My mood becomes angry as I realize that this gorgeous man has just snatched my personal belonging out of my own hand.

"No you will not! Hand me my phone back please! How rude of you to just take my phone and hang up on my friend! I don't even know you!" I take out my anger on him.

"Oh will you shut up. Where do you live? I am going home anyways. This party blows and my girlfriend is waiting for me at home." He emphasizes the word girlfriend as he hands me my phone. Zayn made it seem like he was a creep trying to have sex with me...When really Zayn was that creep.

"I know what you're thinking...Zayn's just jealous because he can't stay in a good relationship. Poor bastard." He laughs. I don't say anything but I do follow him into his car. It's not anything special, just an old beat up truck.

"Thanks. I will tell you where to go as we drive." I tell him, not trusting on where he will take me even if he does claim to have a partner.

"Fair enough." He says as we both get into the car.

"What's your girlfriend's name?" I ask, breaking our awkward silence as we turn up the street.

"Sophia, why do you ask?" He questions. I point to the right to signal to go right before I answer.

"Just curious. Zayn made it seem like...Well you know." I laugh as he nods.

"He usually does. Can't believe you turned him down though." Liam smiles.

"He's a dick! Why would I consider going to a party with him?" Why did I in the first place?

"Beats me. You know he's the only one who doesn't have anyone. Harry has Tessa, I have Sophia, Niall has Barbara, and Louis is gay, he has Edward, Harry's gay brother. Anyways, he's always been the odd one out. Zayn claims he doesn't want a relationship but we all know he does." Liam sighs. I become fascinated and I suddenly want to know more about this guy.

"So why did he bring me?"

"Are you seriously asking me that? After what I told you about him? Listen i'm not gonna judge since Sophia used to be a prissy missy...but c'mon, Lana." He begins to laugh and my cheeks flush in stupid embarrassment. I knew he was trying to get into my pants but I wanted to keep the conversation going.

After a long chat with Liam, I finally arrive home. I thank him and ended up getting his phone number so we can chat more. I found out a lot of useless information about Zayn. It's only useless because I plan on never seeing his face again. I wave a final goodbye to Liam and open my door, only to see my parents' poisoness eyes beaming through me. I had completley forgotten about my parents.

"Hi mum, Hi dad..." I try to greet calmy as I close the door.

"Lana Marie Gorden, what were you doing? We've called all your friends and they said you weren't with them. We checked the beach and you weren't there. It's 11 o'clock pm. I cannot believe this! The day has come! Our daughter is rebelling! I have failed!" My mother says. She always does over react like this over everything.

"Mum, this boy named Liam took me to hang out with him, his girlfriend and a few others. We watched a movie. I swear mother. I know I should've told you but it didn't cross my mind." I lie. I just lied. I never thought the day would come where I would lie to my own damn mother.

"Is that the boy that dropped you off?" My mother says, calming down.

"Yes, mum. I promise nothing happens. Oh shoot! I forgot my things in Harry's...er...Liam's car. I will get them tomorrow," I state. "May I be excused? My head is pounding."

"Yes. Go take Advil and rest. I know what chlorine does to you," Yeah mum, chlorine... I laugh.
She obviously knew I was at the beach.

"But you are not in any less trouble than you are now, hear me?" My mother says. I nod. I am 17 years old and I cannot wait until I can do these things without her punishing me. I yell goodnight as I walk up stairs to my room. My mind stays occupied as I realise I need to go back and gather my things from Harry's car.

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