63 Running After Me

"Cool, let's get you a drink." Zayn smiles and walks into the kitchen. I follow behind, mentally psyching myself up so I can get through this party. I wanted to stop over and curse Harry out, tell him to never speak to me again, slap him and rip Molly's pink hair out of her head. However, he would probably find that amusing, so I decide to gulp down the entire cherry vodka sour that Zayn made me and ask for another. Harry has ruined too many of my nights, and I refuse to be that girl.

"Woah, slow down killer. You already drank two!" Zayn laughs as I hold my cup out for another drink within minutes.

"It tastes really good." I laugh and lick the remaining cherry flavoring off my lips.

"Well, let's just take it slow on this one, yea?" he smiles and I agree.

"I think we are about to play another round of truth and dare." He informs me. What is with these adults and their annoying games of truth and dare? I thought people stopped playing those ridiculous games when they were in high school. The pain in my chest returns as my mind goes over all of the things Harry and Molly may have been dared to do.

"What did I miss during the last round?" I ask him with my best flirty smile that I can manage. I probably look insane but he smiles back so it seems to work.

"Just some drunk people sucking face, the usual." he laughs. The lump in my throat rises but I swallow it back down with my drink. I give a fake laugh and continue to drink out of my cup as we make our way back to the couch. Zayn takes a seat on the floor diagonal from Harry and Molly's spot on the couch and I sit down next to him, closer than I usually would but that's the point. Harry's eyes draw to slits but I ignore him. Molly is still perched on his lap like the whore she is, and Steph gives me sympathetic smile and glances towards Harry. The vodka is beginning to take its effect as Niall's turn comes.

"Niall, truth or dare?" Steph asks and Niall smiles.

"Truth." he answers and she rolls her eyes.

"Pussy" she says. Her colorful language never ceases to surprise me. "It is true that you pissed in Tristan's closet last week?" She asks and they all start laughing except me. I have no clue what they are talking about.

"No! I already told you guys that wasn't me!" He groans and everyone continues to laugh. Zayn looks over and wink at me in the middle of his laughter. Geez he is hot. Really hot.

"Tessa, you playing?" Steph asks and I nod. I look up at Harry and he is staring at me. I smile at him and look back at Zayn. The frown on his face takes a little of the pressure off my chest. He should feels as terrible as I do.

"Okay, truth or dare?" Molly asks. Of course she would be the one to ask me.

"Dare." I barely say. God knows what she will have me do.

"I dare you to kiss Zayn." She says and a few gasps and chuckles are heard.

"We already know how she feels about kissing people, pick something else." Harry says through his teeth.

"Actually, it's fine." He wants to play, we can play.

"I don't think..." Harry starts to say.

"Shit up Harry." Steph says and gives me a knowing smile.

I can't believe I agree to kiss Zayn, even though he is one of the most attractive people I have ever seen, I have only kissed Noah and Harry, Johnny from elementary school doesn't count.

"You sure?" Zayn asks. He is trying to act concerned but I can see the excitement in his perfect features.

"Yea, I am sure." I answer and take another drink before sitting it next to me. Everyone's eyes are on us as Zayn licks his lips and leans in to kiss me. His lips are cold from his drink and I can taste the sweetness of the cherry juice on his tongue. His lips are soft, yet herd against mine and his tongue moves expertly with mine. I feel the heat rising in my stomach, not nearly as hot as with Harry, but it still feels good. Zayn's hands move to my waist and we both move up to out knees.

"Okay...damn she said kiss, not fuck each other in front of everyone." Harry says and Molly tells him to shut up. Harry looks mad, beyond mad. But he brought this upon himself. Part of me had assumed he would have Molly get off his lap by now, but he hasn't.

I pull away from Zayn and feel my cheeks flush as everyone stares at us. Steph gives me a thumbs up and I look at the ground. Zayn looks very pleased and I feel embarrassed but thrilled with Harry's reaction.

"Tessa, your turn to ask Tristan." Zayn says. Tristan chooses dare do I give him the least creative dare and have him take a shot.

"Zayn, truth or dare?" Tristan asks as he chases his shot. I down the rest of my drink, the more I drink, the more numb my emotions become.

"Dare." Zayn answers and Steph whispers something in Tristan's ear.

"I dare you to take Tessa upstairs for ten minutes." He says and I choke on my breath. This is too much.

"That's a good one!" Molly says and laughs at my expenses. Zayn looks at me as if asking me if I'm okay with it. Without thinking, I stand up and grab Zayn's hand. He looks as surprised as everyone else but he stands up with me and grips my hand.

"This isn't part of truth or dare, this is...uhm well it's fucking dumb." Harry says.

"Why does it matter? They are both single and it's all in good fun, so why do you care?" Molly asks him.

"I...don't care. I just think it's stupid." Harry answers and my chest hurts again. He obviously had no plan on telling any of his friends that we are...were..whatever we were. He has been using me this entire time, I am just another girl to him and I was foolish, beyond foolish to think otherwise.

"Well, good thing it's none of your business Harry." I snap and pull Zayn by the hand.

"Burn!" Damn!" I hear a few voices say and Harry cuss at them as we walk away from them. We find a random bedroom right up the stairs and Zayn pulls the door open and turns the light on. Now that I am away from Harry, I am beginning to feel much more nervous being alone with Zayn. No matter how angry I am at Harry, I don't want to mess around with Zayn, well I wouldn't say I don't want to, but I know I shouldn't. I am not that type of girl.

"So what do you want to do?" I squeak.

He chuckles a little and leads me to the bed. Oh lord.

"Let's just talk, yea?" He says and I nod and look down at the floor.

"Not that I wouldn't love to do many other things with you, but you're intoxicated and I want you to be fully aware of what's going on. I don't want to take advantage of you." He tells me and I gasp.

"Surprised?" He beam and I laugh.

"A little." I admit.

"Why? I'm not a jerk, like Harry." he says and look away again. "You know, I thought you and Harry had something going on for a little bit."

"No...we are just...well we were friends but not anymore." I don't want to admit how stupid I was for believing Harry's lies.

"So are you still seeing your boyfriend from high school?" He asks. I am relieved to stop talking about Harry.

"No, we broke up."

"Oh, that's too bad. He was a lucky guy." he smiles. He is so charming. I find myself staring into his caramel eyes, his lashes are fuller than mine.

"Thanks." I flush and he smiles wider.

"Maybe I could take you out sometimes? On a proper date? Not into a bedroom at a frat party." he laughs nervously.

"Uhmm..." I don't know what to say.

"How about I ask again tomorrow when you're sober?" He is much nicer than I thought he would be. Usually guys as attractive as him are jerks, like Harry.

"Deal." I agree and he takes my hand again.

"Let's go back down." He suggests and I nod. When we walk back downstairs Harry and Molly are still on the couch, but Harry has a drink now and Molly has her legs draped over him from the side, instead of sitting on his lap. Harry's eyes dart down to Zayn and I intertwined hands, I jerk away without thinking but then grab his hand again. Harry clenches his jaw and I look away.

"How was it?" Molly smirks.

"Fun." I answer and Zayn stays quiet. I will thank him later for not correcting me.

"It's Molly's turn." Niall announces as we sit back on the floor.

"Truth or Dare?" Harry asks her.

"Dare of course." She tells him. He look right into my eyes and says.

"I dare you to kiss me."

My heart stops, literally. It stop beating, he is a bigger asshole than I ever imagined. My ears are swimming and my heart is pounding as a boastful glance is shot by Molly before she latches herself to Harry. All the anger I feel towards Harry is washed away and replaced by hurt, it's all consuming and I feel the hot tears on my face. I can't watch anymore, I am on my feet and pushing past the drunk crowd within seconds. I hear Zayn and Steph both call after me and the room feelings like it's spinning and when I close my eyes all I can see is Molly and Harry. I finally reach the door and the fresh air fills my lungs and brings me back to reality. How could he be so cruel? I run down the stairs on the sidewalk, I have to get away from here. I wish I would never met him, I wish I would have had a different roommate, I even wish I would have never came to WSU.

"Tessa!" I hear and turn around, convinced I am imagining it until I see Harry running after me.