Jade's P.o.v
I arrive at the party about an hour later, and it's hot and muggy in the frat house.
Jesy immediately disappears in the crowd to find her boyfriend.
Ugh, thanks Jess. Leave me to find people on my own.
I made my way to what I think is the kitchen, and I find a coke. I'm not interested in getting drunk tonight, especially in a frat house.
I walk around, just looking for some kind of back door, or even a bathroom.
I open one door, to find two horny teenagers making out. Thank god they didn't notice me. I quickly shut the door, and shake off the memory.
A couple hours later into the party, I find myself on the couch, with another coke. I'm not enjoying myself, just like I said before.
Suddenly, a familiar face appears in the crowd. Zayn.
"Hey! Jade you made it!" He says.
"Yeah, hey!" I get up from my spot on the couch to greet him.
He gives me a quick hug. And I notice he has a girl with him. A pretty one.
She's blonde, she has really pretty blue eyes, and a curvy body that I already envy.
"Oh, and Jade, this is my girlfriend, Perrie." He smiles, and gestures to the pretty blonde girl to his left.
What can I say? a pretty name, for a pretty girl.
"Hi, I'm Jade." I say with my hand out.
"Perrie." She says with a cute accent. She sounds Geordie, like me.
She shakes my hand and we all sit on the couch.
Then I heard Zayn's name being called near us.
"Hey, I'll be right back, I gotta be somewhere." He suddenly gets up. He whispers something in Perrie's ear and leaves.
Well, that was abrupt.
"I'm sorry about that..." Perrie says.
"No, that's fine. Not your fault." I smile at her cuteness.
"So, where are you from?" I ask
"I used to live in South Shields, but now I live here with Zayn." She says quickly.
"I'm from South Shields too." I say.
There's something about this girl I can't quite pin point. She's different, and she's hiding it.
A short while of conversation later, I spot Jesy in the crowd, almost getting it on with some guy. Ugh Jesy. It think it's time we left.
"Hey, it was really nice talking to you, but I have to get my friend and leave. I'm sorry." I apologize.
"No, I totally get it." She smiles. There is something about that smile...I just don't know what it is.
"Oh, here's my number." I grab a pen from the nearby coffee table, and scribble my number on her arm.
"Talk to you later, yeah?" She asks, her dimples becoming more prominent.
"Yeah, totally." I say.
I walk up to Jesy soon after, and I lead her to the exit.
"Hey...w-we just got here..." She slurs.
"You're drunk, Jess. It's time to go home." I say tiredly.
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Zayn's P.o.v
I finally see Perrie talking to one of her friends.
I go up to her, and I grab her elbow and I say quietly:
"We need to talk."
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Perrie's P.o.v
Oh no. Not again.
Full of fear, I reluctantly walk upstairs to one of the empty bedrooms.
His grip still firmly on my elbow, he tosses me onto the bed.
He's obviously very drunk, he's slurring his words and his movements are uncoordinated.
But he's still stronger than me.
He straddles me, and starts to roughly kiss my neck.
"Zayn, please stop...I don't want to do this." I whine.
"Stop being such a buzzkill." He says.
A tear rolls down my face. Not again.
He unzips my dress from the back, and basically tips it off of me.
"Zayn stop please..." I cry.
"Make any loud noises, and I slap you." He looks at me with so much anger in his eyes, and he looks dangerous.
I full on sob, and I can't stop.
I'm so scared, I just want to get out of here, but he's stronger than me.
I try my best to push him off of me, but I'm too weak.
He soon unzips his pants, and pulls them off of himself and tosses it somewhere in the room.
"Zayn...please..." I plead with tears in my eyes.
"Shut up!" He shouts.
I flinch at his tone of voice.
He slips off my bra, and starts kissing down my neck.
He then takes off my underwear, and his own boxers afterwards.
He grabs the package on the bedside table, and opens it. A condom.
I take this as my chance. I slip out from under him, and hit the floor. I try to get up and run, but before I even make it to the door, he grabs me, and throws me back onto the bed.
"Don't try and leave, you'll make it harder." He says, darkly.
"This will only hurt a lot." He says chuckling.
"Zayn, no please! Please don't!" I beg, sobbing.
The last thing I remember is him smiling up at me with a dark look of lust in his eyes.
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