Rumored Nights

“Wow, look at this place!” Niall exclaimed in awe over the blaring music and scenery of the club.

Lights of every color flashed around and disco balls were hung on the ceiling, but not in a tacky fashion. There was a huge dance floor and a posh lounge area where beautiful twenty-something’s were enjoying a few drinks. It seemed like a really cool place.

“This place is pretty cool…” Harry nodded, looking around.

“Yeah…what else did you expect? Look, I think we should split and then meet over there at the bar in like an hour…” Louis planned.

“Okay, sounds good to me.” Niall agreed.

“Yeah, us too.” Harry answered for both himself and Liam.

“Cool, later.” Louis smiled and he and Niall walked away to go get some dancing in with the ladies.

“What do you want to do?” Harry asked Liam and Liam just shrugged. It didn’t really matter to him; he just wanted to be with one person at that moment. Anywhere…just with her. And that person was me. I bet he would have especially liked to be with me doing what Zayn and I were doing at that moment.



All of a sudden it seemed Zayn’s lips were gently touching mine and my heart was melting and breaking all at once. Like it never had before. I let all of my thoughts and fears and feelings escape me for a moment and I just let myself enjoy this. This wonderful, amazing moment that I was sharing with Zayn. His lips upon my lips, his fingertips touching my fingertips as our hands stayed together. His skin was touching my skin and our hearts were beating as one.

When we finished our first kiss, our cheeks were flushed and we were out of breath. But we still held onto each other and looked into one another’s eyes. We both felt the same things and yet…different things all from that one kiss. And we both knew that we needed more.

I closed my eyes and let Zayn’s soft lips press firmly against mine as we participated in the sweetest sin each of us had ever experienced. And when we were done with the second we just kept coming back for more. I couldn’t take it. I needed him tonight. I needed Zayn right now. And I knew deep within my heart that it didn’t matter if it was wrong or if it was right. All I knew was I really, truly needed him in a way I never thought I’d ever need him.

So I held him tight and hoped this moment would never end. But I also hoped it would so I could let go and forget Zayn and try to focus on who I really loved. Or wait…was Zayn part of that “love” now…?



“Two beers.” Harry ordered, keeping it simple. He and Liam stood at the bar, away from the action scoping the crowd.

Louis and Niall were having a good ol’ time dancing with a big group of people, mainly females. Even from this far away Harry could tell they were flirting. BIG TIME. But no matter how much they flirted they knew tonight they’d have to go home solo.

“Here you guys go.” The bartender slid the beers to the boys after taking a quit peek at their ID’s. Which were fake, by the way.

“Thanks.” Liam said and then took a long sip. He wasn’t much of a drinker, but tonight…tonight he would be. He was sort of depressed. He just wanted to drink away his pain and his stupid sucky feelings. He just couldn’t seem to have fun like the other guys. He didn’t want to, but all he could do was think of me. Aww! I wished I had known this at the time because I wouldn’t have been kissing Zayn at that very moment.

I wish Alex was here. Liam thought, sadly, as he took another sip and it wasn’t helping any. Why did she have to stay with Zayn the klutz? He can take care of himself. What if they hook up? Alex wouldn’t be able to resist someone like Zayn. He was the ladies’ man. How could I compete? Zayn was Zayn and I’m just…Liam. He thought; going much too hard on himself. Poor Liam. Sadly, he was right about Zayn and I…



I couldn’t help but giggle. Zayn’s kisses felt so good. He had showed me this side of him that made me forget I had ever liked anyone else. I felt so safe in Zayn’s arms. Safe! That had to have meant something, especially around this place.

I held him closer as I thought I heard a gunshot and then someone scream in the distance. I hoped I was imagining things; I mean I REALLY hoped…

But none of that seemed to matter as Zayn and I stayed in this embrace, not wanting to let go.

“Hold on,” Zayn whispered to me and I instinctively knew he had a plan thought out in his head.

Zayn went over to an abandoned record player and randomly put on a dusty record and just let it go.

When the needle hit the black record the sound flowed through the room quite nicely. The Beatle’s song ‘Hey Jude’ was the noise that flowed gently over the room.

“May I have this dance?” Zayn asked in a very gentleman like way.

“Yes, you may.” I smiled and he took my hand in his way and we swayed to the music, getting closer and closer until our bodies were touching. I smelt Zayn’s soft cologne smell and I just laid my head on his shoulder as he held me close.

“Hey Jude, don’t make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart.
And you can start to make it better…”

Zayn sang to me; his singing coming out like a beautiful whisper like the lyrics were some kind of secret between us as we swayed to the music. My heart was melting. It made me feel all warm and happy inside. But I also felt a little sad, because I thought this was supposed to be ‘no strings attached’. But when he sang ‘remember to let her into your heart’ it made my own heart sink, because it was like he was trying to let me into his own heart. And all I wanted was Zayn right now…or so I thought.

As I closed my eyes it was not Zayn that I had pictured, but Liam. And I suddenly felt so saddened inside. I felt bad, because Zayn was being so sweet and incredible, but here I was and I was longing for Liam.

And it must have been some sort of sign, because Liam was thinking of me at that moment too…



“Hey!” Louis yelled over the music as he came to the bar to see Harry and Liam, but also to get a drink from the bar. He was parched, especially from all that dancing.

“Hey man! There’s some good ladies tonight!” Harry yelled.

“Oh yeah,” Louis and Niall both smiled.

“Sweet. Let’s go check out the babes,” Harry suggested to Liam in a demanding ton.

“Huh? Oh, uh, y-yeah. Suure…” Liam said, somewhat slurring his words. He had downed three beers already and was now holding his fourth. But Harry was too busy scoping out the ladies that he had totally missed Liam drink that many already.

“Have fun!” Louis called as he sat down at the bar and asked for a beer himself with his casual Louis smile.

“Oh, we will,” Harry assured him.

“Fun, fun…” Liam said as he blinked his eyes. Was it just him or were things starting to get a little blurry…?



When the song was finished I had gone from thinking about Zayn, obviously, to Liam and how incredible he was then to Louis and his cuteness and then back to Zayn, because it was hard not to think of him when he was right there in the same smelly hotel room with you; dancing and singing to you and kissing you and just being wonderful.

Geez, so much for no strings attached.

“Ahh,” Zayn sighed, happily, as we both landed on one of the beds and laughed to each other.

“Ahhh,” I answered back in some sort of I-heart-Zayn-coma. I cuddled next to him and he wrapped his arms around me as we closed our eyes. Afraid to talk for it would ruin the moment. We were tired from all that dancing…and kissing…



“Hey man, look at her!” Harry pointed out a tall, blond with not too much on for clothing.

“Um…sure. She’s hotttt…” Liam slurred, and he had lied too because he really couldn’t see her all that well.

“Awesome, you take the blond; I’ll take the red head.” Harry planned, playfully elbowing Liam which almost caused Liam to fall over since he was so unstable.

“Nah man. I think I’ll d-d-ance with the brunette…” Liam replied only because the brunette reminded him of me.

“K, or the brunette,”

Harry went over and successfully got the girls and brought them back. Harry decided to dance with both the blond and the red head, trying to smooth over both.

The brunette girl was all over Liam and sadly…all he could think of was me. He wanted to stop this. He just wanted to let completely loose and stop thinking of me, but every time he closed his eyes he saw my face.

“Ooo baby, baby…” Harry sang in his sexy voice. He had had a drink or two and was feeling extra happy and in the singing mood. “Come on, Liam! Sing it with me!” Harry bopped his head to the music.

“Oooo baby, baby, baby, baaaabyyy…” Liam sang, bobbing his head along too, but he had to stop soon because he was feeling a little dizzy. Was it all the drinks or was it that his head was spinning with thoughts of me…?

By the end of the night, Liam had managed to swallow six and a half beers. When he closed his eyes he didn’t see me now; he saw blurry colors and he could barely walk in a straight line.

“Let’s go, dude. It’s like…2 in the morning.” Harry smiled as he and Liam left the girl’s they had been dancing with.

“K-k-k-k-kaaaay…” Liam slurred.

“You okay?” Harry laughed.

“Me? I feel good…dun, dun, dun, dun, dun. I feeeeelll niceee, like sugar and spice…so good, UH, UH, so good, uh, uh. I got a you! Dun, dun, dun, dun, OW!” Liam sang, laughing after his little performance. Harry had never seen Liam like this before and it surprised him a bit. Yet, he couldn’t help but laugh at Liam’s song.

“Uh, okay. You didn’t have to sing to me, but whatever. Let’s go find the other guys,” Harry laughed and pushed Liam towards the other direction.

Niall and Louis were all giggles when Harry approached them. But no matter how much they giggled, they weren’t as gone as Liam was. Good thing that they hadn’t driven here tonight.

“Hey man, you’re right…we should leave. I’m beat!” Niall yelled, yawning. They all got up to leave, and Liam had a little problem.

“Whoa…” Liam moaned as he tried to walk.

“Hey,” Louis slapped Harry’s arm with the back of his hand. “Is he alright?”

“Uh…I don’t think so,” Harry yelled over the loud music.

“Yo Liam…” Niall called. “Liam…”

“Liiiiiammmm.” Louis called to him.

Uh oh…