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Chapter 32

"So, was Niall looking?" I ask, this time not because I care, but because I want him to think that I was dancing with him for a reason, and not for the fact that I really enjoyed it.

"Yeah. Definitely."

I take out my phone and go through my messages because it’s been vibrating for some time. There are text from Jake who tells me that he’s grossed out by the fact that I was basically dry-humping Zayn.

Nicki: havev YIOU SEEN yoru brother??? He’s fuckigng hottt

I don’t wait for him to reply before I take a selfie with Zayn and then smile like an idiot when I look at it.

"Another one." I say.

He obliges and I make sure to save them before I put my phone back in my bra.

"Nice hiding spot. Wish I had it." Zayn laughs.

"At least your jeans have pockets. Ours only have fake pockets. It’s fucking…ugh." I say and he laughs at my slurring.

"Stop laughing at me!" I pout and cross my arms over my chest.