I was putting the finishing touches on my makeup in front of the vanity mirror. To say I was nervous was a huge understatement. In fact, I was feeling a surge of emotions. I’m, obviously, feeling excited because this would be my first time going out with the guys and I couldn’t wait to see them dance. Haha. I’m also feeling nervous because I know Zayn will be drinking tonight and there was no telling what he’d be capable of. Sure they weren’t legal to drink in the U.S. but who would deny these good-looking guys a couple of drinks? There’s also something else I’m feeling. What is it? Uneasiness, fear. If Ms. Novak finds out about me hanging out with the boys, I’m a goner.

I turned around when I heard a knock on the door. I offered him a smile, standing up. Niall smiled back.

“Ya look great, love.” He said. “Are ya ready?”

I nodded and we went to meet the boys downstairs at the lobby. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks when I felt all the boys’ eyes on me. Insecurely, I pulled my tight burgundy dress down a bit, which didn’t help because the neckline lowered and my chest was more visible. I instantly regretted my choice of apparel. Niall placed a hand on my shoulder and I looked at him, he was smiling at me. I took a deep breath and looked to the rest of the boys.

“Sooo…are we ready to go?” I asked.

They all nodded and started making their way to the van, except for one person.

“Louis..hi.” I smiled. “Are you excited to go dance?” I asked, trying to make conversation.

He nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets. To say Louis looked good tonight was an understatement . He was wearing navy blue rolled up chinos, a striped red and white shirt, and his white pair of converse.

“You look very good tonight, by the way.” Louis complimented as we walked to the van.

“Thanks.” I responded, hiding my face as I got in the van so the boys wouldn’t see I was blushing.

The ride to the club was fast because it wasn’t far from the hotel. Actually, we could’ve walked if it weren’t for the guys being so famous. We wouldn’t want them getting mobbed now, would we?

We stepped into the club and there were TONS of people. The guys didn’t waste any time at all. Harry, Niall, and Louis ran off to the bar and Zayn was already off on the dance floor dancing with a random girl. I felt an arm snake around my waist and move me toward the booths. My first instinct was to panic and raise my arm in a fist to punch him in the stomach when he leaned in to whisper in my ear.

“We could settle over here!” Liam spoke over the music.

My shoulders instantly relaxed when I heard Liam’s voice and I slid into the booth. Liam sat across from me and crossed his arms over the table, offering me a smile. He said something but I couldn’t hear him over the loud music. When I signaled that I couldn’t hear him, he scoot closer to me and asked again.

“I was asking if you go clubbing often.”

“Ohh..yes.” I nodded.

Stephanie and I lived in New York City and it’s PACKED with clubs. We try to go out at least once a week with our friends. But this club was, by far, the best club I’ve been to. Looking around I could tell this was where the A-listers hang out. Niall and the rest of the guys, except for Zayn, came to our booth and set down a tray of shots.

“Here.” Harry spoke, handing me a shot glass. “Let’s get you wasted.”

I, along with everyone but Liam, had a shot glass on hand and before I could drink it, Niall yelled over the music.

“To Kayla!”

They all raised their glasses and yelled, “TO KAYLA!”

“That Kayla will survive the months to come with the witch she calls her boss!” Louis yelled, offering me a wink.

I raised my glass and clinked it with theirs before downing the shot.

“WOOO!” I raised my arms.

Harry copied me and I laughed.

“Kayla’s already getting’ tipsy!” Harry yelled.

I placed a hand on his shoulder and spoke into his ear, “It’s going to tale a lot more than one shot to get me drunk.” I said.

“I will take that challenge!” Harry finished with a wink.

I laughed and looked over at Louis who was staring intently at Harry so I decided to turn back to Liam.

“Are you feeling better?” I asked, recalling that he hadn’t made it to the morning interview.

Liam nodded and gave me a thumbs-up. “Nothing a nap couldn’t fix.”

I smiled at him and turned around to be met face to face with Niall.

“Let’s go dance!” Niall said, pulling on my hand.

Louis and Harry were back at the bar and Zayn was still dancing, I didn’t want Liam to be all alone so I invited him to join us.

“Would you like to go dance?” I asked him.

Liam stood up. “Yeah!”

I grinned at both of them and walked to the dance floor. A song with a really strong bass was playing and I started moving to the beat of the music. Liam and Niall joined me and we had a blast dancing to so many songs.

“I’m tired, I think I might go sit down for a bit!” Liam yelled over the music. Niall and I nodded.

“Wanna go get a drink?” Niall asked me.

I didn’t answer, I just took his hand and brought him to the bar where Harry and Louis were hanging out with some girls. I patted Harry’s back and he turned around, handing me a shot. I gladly took it then ordered us all drinks, including the girls, because I was feeling a bit generous. I was going to take a drink to Liam but it seems I was already too late. Liam was at the booth from earlier with a very nice looking brunette and they were both holding a drink in their hand.

“get me the strongest ya have!” I heard Niall tell the bartender. I leaned against the bar and looked at Harry flirting with one of the girls, then I looked at Louis and he was already looking at me.

“Are you having a good time?” I asked him.

He shrugged. “It’s alright.”

“Alright?!” I responded. “You haven’t even danced yet!” I laughed. “Come on, let’s go!”

“What?”

“Let’s go dance!”

I set my drink down and grabbed Louis’ hands, dancing on our way to the dance floor. We made our way to the middle of the dance floor, cause that’s where shit happens, and we moved to the beat of the music. We weren’t even halfway through the song when Zayn tapped me on the shoulder.

“What?” I asked.

“Dance with me!”

“Uhh, I’m kinda busy.” I said, pointing to Louis.

“It’s ok, I can wait.” He said, standing there crossing his arms, which made me uncomfortable. I turned to Louis and he shrugged, he didn’t really seem bothered by it, I mean, he had nor reason to be anyways. When another song started playing Zayn grabbed me by the hand and I was being pulled into a different direction. I looked over my shoulder and Louis was already dancing with the girl Zayn had been dancing with before.

“Where are you taking me?!” I asked him.

We stopped walking and Zayn pulled me close to him. I guess there was his answer. We started dancing and as the song progressed he would pull me closer and closer. By the time the next song had started my hips were moving against his and he had his arms around my waist. He rested his forehead on mine and I could feel his hot breath on my face. He smelled strongly of alcohol and cigarettes.

“Have I told you you look very sexy tonight?” He asked, his voice low.

I shook my head and continued dancing against him, pulling the hem of my dress down because it kept riding up. I felt his hands slide down to my lower back and I immediately pulled away from his touch. He looked at me with lust in his eyes and I backed up a bit.

“I need a drink.” I said, leaving him standing there.

I dodged many guys offering to get me a drink or trying to dance with me and contemplated where to go. I could go to the booth but it’d be awkward because I’d be the third wheel. I could go to the bar but then weird guys would try to hit on me. OR , I could go home. Yeah, that sounds like the best option, I decided I should at least tell one of the guys that I was leaving so they wouldn’t be looking for me later. Figuring I didn’t want to interrupt Liam’s conversation with the girl he was with, I went to the bar to find one of the other boys. Surely enough, Harry was still there having drinks with the same girls from before and some new ones. Louis was staring at his half-empty glass so I crumpled up a napkin and threw it at him to get his attention. He looked at me and I walked over to him.

“I’m going home.” I said.

“Alone?” He asked. “Are you not having fun?”

“Yeah, I’m just feeling a bit tired. I kind of had a long day.”

Louis nodded his head understandingly.

“How are you getting home?” He asked.

“Oh, I’m walking.” He gave me a look. “It’s not that far.” I continued.

“But you can’t walk around at night all alone.” He countered. “I’ll walk you back to the hotel.”

“What? No, I can’t ask you to do that.” I responded. “Stay here, I’ll be fine.”

“Nope!”

Louis went to whisper something in Harry’s ear which earned a nod from Harry. He then turned to me and smiled.

“You ready?” He asked.

I nodded and he walked me out of the club. The night chill made me shiver and I hugged my arms to keep me warm. Louis looked at me.

“I’m sorry love, If I hade my jumper I would’ve let you use it.” He frowned.

I looked at him and smiled, I’m assuming a jumper is some sort of sweater, what a sweetheart.

“It’s ok, the hotel is right around the corner, literally.” I said as we turned the corner and the huge hotel was in sight. We walked inside and I was glad it was warmer inside. The elevator ride was…awkward because we didn’t really talk and looked everywhere but at each other. I was glad to hear the “ding” of the elevator when we finally made it to our floor. Louis let me get out first and since my my door was closest to the elevator, I stopped and looked at him.

“Thank you, Louis.”

He smiled. “No problem, love. I wasn’t in the mood for clubbin’ anyway.”

“Still, thank you. Goodnight.” I said, slipping the key into the slot and opening the door.

“Goodnight, Kayla.”