***4 days later***
"I heard this club is amazing!" Zayn said. "No AMAZAYN!"
We all started laughing. We were on our way to the club in Harry's car. We all had to squeeze in. Harry was driving, I was in the passenger seat, Mary was sitting on Liam's lap, Zayn was in the middle, Louis was being a loner looking out the window, and Niall was laying across all of them.
"Okay, on the the way back, I'm sitting in the front Niall said. "We're here!" Harry said parking the car.
We all got out of the car, "I'm free!" Niall said running around the car.
I went up to Harry, "How am I suppose to get in?"
"You look 17/18."
"No I don't I look 13."
"Okay?"
Mary pulled me aside, "Look!" She said holding up a mirror. I saw myself and gasped.
"I'm gorgeous. I mean older. How could this happen?"
"I don't know maybe when you became human again."
"YAY!"
We got into the club and it was so loud. "I love this song!" Harry said to me.
"What?"
"I love this song!"
"What?!"
"Oh just come on!" He took my hand and dragged me to the dance floor. He started dance. "Dance!" He grabbed my hands and moved them around. I finally got into the music and was having a great time. A slow song came on after a couple other songs and Harry grabbed me by the waist. I put my arms around his neck and we swayed back and forth.
"Ah-hem. Can I cut in?" It was Zayn.
"Sure." Harry backed off and went to go talk to the other guys.
"So you and Harry huh?"
"Yeah." I said looking down.
"Don't feel bad. You're young, you go after the things you want. It's okay."
"Thanks, Zayn. That made me feel a lot better and I mean it." The song ended and he gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked away.
Louis came up to me, "You know Shay. You should get your life together!" Uh-oh, he was slurring his words, he was drunk. "I mean I was great for you and you go for Harry? You're a bitch!"
"Louis! I think you've had too much to drink. How did you even get a drink?"
"That doesn't matter. What matters is that you're in a lot of trouble!" He grabbed my arm and dragged me outside.
"Louis! Let go!"
He kept pulling me until we got to an alley. He pushed me against a wall. I was trapped. He took my phone and put it in his pocket.
"You're drunk! Get away from me. HARRY!" I screamed. No one would hear me though.
"Shut up!" He yelled in my face.
"ANYONE! PLEASE HELP ME! SOMEONE!"
"No one can hear you. It's useless. You're mine." He started to kiss me roughly. He stuck his tongue in my mouth. I tried to get away but he wouldn't budge.
"Get-off-me!" I tried pushing and kicking, but he slammed me back against the wall.
"HEY! HEY! HEY!" Someone said. They ran to us and threw Louis back. "Are you okay?"
"My back hurts, but thank you so much!" I hugged whoever they were. I didn't really care.
He turned around and picked Louis up. "Wake up!" He started to drag Louis back to the club and I followed.
When we came into the light I saw what the person looked like. He was tall, muscular, was bald, and had a British accent(what is with all the British people). "I'm sorry, but can I get your name?"
"Max." He stuck out his hand and I shook it. "I heard someone screaming and I came right away."
"And thank you for that. If you hadn't I don't know what would've happened."
"Well I'm here and good thing of that. Is he your boyfriend?" He pointed to the intoxicated Louis.
"Was and we're best friends."
"Did you come here with anyone else?"
"Yes, they're in the club."
"I came here with friends too. We're in line. We'll help you find them. What should I do with him?"
"Ummm. Come on." He followed me over to Harry's car and I opened the backseat door. "Throw him in there." I nodded towards the backseat. He did and Louis was passed out.
We walked back over to the club and went to his friends. "Lads! This is Shaylin. I just saved her from a drunk."
"Nice!" One with curly hair said.
"What happened?" One with side swept hair and a round face said.
"Are you okay?" One that kinda looked Zayn but with a more distinctive jawline said. He had an Irish accent.
"You're pretty." One with scruff and dark brown hair said. They all had Bristish accents except for the 'Zayn look-alike'.
"Tom!" Max told the guy with scruff.
"Sorry, it's a compliment."
"Thank you." I replied.
"Well that's Tom. This is Siva(Zayn look-alike), Jay(curly hair), and Nathan(round face)."
"Hi, nice to meet you." I said waving.
"Same!" They all said.
"So what happened?" Siva asked.
"Ex-boyfriend problem."
"Oh, I see."
"We're gonna help her find her friends inside." Max said.
"Okay." They all said.
We got inside and it was even louder.
"Okay, what do they look like?" Jay asked.
"One has really curly hair, another blonde, another kinda curly hair, another that kinda looks like Siva, and a girl with blonde hair."
"Got it." Tom said.
"Is that one?" Nathan said pointing to a guy with blonde and brown hair.
"Yes! That's Niall!"
We all walked over to him.
"Shay, I was looking for you!"
"Louis's an ass!"
"Why?"
"I'll tell you later. Where's the rest of the gang?"
"Right there!" He said pointing towards a booth.
He walked over to them. "Found Shay." He said.
"Hey!" Harry said. "Who are they?"
I turned around, "This is Max, Nathan, Siva, Jay, and Tom. Guys, this is Niall, Liam, Harry, Zayn, and Mary."
They all waved.
"Have you seen Louis?" Liam asked.
"In the car passed out." He looked confused. "I'll explain later."
"You guys want to party?" Harry said getting up and putting an arm around me.
"Yeah!" We all said.
"PARTAY!" I screamed and we all got on the dance floor and had the time of our lives.
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FanfictionMy name is Shaylin and I love to write. I wrote this awhile ago, but I've been editing it. In the story, there is a girl named Shaylin. She died in a fire that was set to her log cabin when she was only 13 years old (I know sad right?) She writes in...
