The Party

This chapter is dedicated to my friend Shady, and her love for Zayn Malik :) I hope you all like it!! <3

Ed's POV

My eyes flickered open by the sound of Carlos rummaging through the room. It interrupted the beautiful dream I was having about Louise and our date.

She actually liked me. Louise Jane  Evelyn Meridith Nora Clark liked me!

I was on cloud nine and nothing could bring me down. The date ran smoothly and she wanted to go on another one with me!

I was ecstatic.

"Carlos, what are you doing?" I asked.

"I've lost it! I can't find it anywhere!" Carlos muttered.

"Find what?" I sat up on my bed, tired.

"My Pandora string bracelet!" Carlos bellowed as if it were obvious that was what he had lost.

"You mean that, over there?" I pointed to a plain black piece of string that was tied up to form a bracelet, with a hint of silver at the joining of string.

"Hallelujah!" Carlos praised. "That bracelet cost me £60!"

"£60! For a piece of string? Seriously?" I asked.

"What do you mean 'a piece of string'? This is Pandora." Carlos glared at me.

"Whatever dude." I shook my head in disbelief. "Why are you up so early?"

"My morning beauty regime." He told me as if it were obvious. I never noticed Carlos woke up early to do a 'beauty regime'.

"Alright." I yawned.

"I have to look perfect for Zayn tonight." He smiled to himself. I completely forgot that tonight was the staff party. I couldn't wait to hang out with Louise again.

"Zayn? Your crush who already has a boyfriend?" I asked.

"Yeah yeah, what ever chico." Carlos commented and stalked off towards the bathroom.

I shook my head in disbelief and collapsed back down to my bed, letting the warmth and thoughts of Louise encase me.

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Before I knew it, the day was coming to an end and the party was fast approaching. I had an amazing day with Louise in the kitchens, getting to know even more about her.

Now it was time to get drunk!

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" Carlos jumped up and down in our room.

Woah, imagine Carlos drunk! I don't think I could handle it.

"Stop fretting." I laughed. "He's just a guy."

"A very hot guy." He looked at me.

"Come on," I grabbed his arm, pulling him away from the mirror. "Time to go."

"Oh my gosh." He quietly muttered as we left the room.

I knocked on Louise's door as Carlos impatienty waited next to me.

"Hi, you ready to-" I began before I got lost in her beauty.

She was wearing a simple, white knee length dress decorated in tiny,soft, pink flowers. Her luscious hair was in curls and she had a silver clip pinning up a small bunch of hair.

She was perfect.

I gazed as she smiled innocently at the ground suggesting she was unaware of how gorgeous she looked.

"Chica!" Carlos beamed, completely forgetting how nervous he was just a minute ago. "You look fabulous! Ed, doesn't she look stunning? Tell her she looks stunning." He ordered.

"You look stunning." I smiled.

"Thanks." She said.

"Alright, alright now. Let's go!" Carlos demanded and off we went to the staff bar.

Music was blaring from the stereo as we walked in. 'Livin' on a prayer' by Bonjovi was playing I think.

"Wanna get a drink?" I asked Louise.

"Hell yeah!" She smirked.

The three of us walked towards the bar. I ordered a beer, Louise an apple and Bacardi and Carlos a margarita. Sweet.

The three of us were making casual conversation when Carlos inhaled a sharp breath and stopped moving.

"What is it?" Louise asked. Carlos simply looked straight ahead.

An Asian boy with dark, brown, quiffed hair was walking up towards us. Who was he?

"Hi, Carlos." The boy waved and sat in the seat next to him.

"Oh hola Zayn." Carlos nervously spoke.

Louise and I shared a knowing look then looked straight back to the conversation at hand.

"Oh, I'm Zayn by the way." He introduced himself to Louise and I. "I'm guessing you are Ed and Louise?"

"Yeah." I answered for us both.

"You're right, they are a cute couple." Zayn said to Carlos.

Louise and I remained silent, not really sure on our relationship status at the moment.

"Shady will be back soon- gone to the toilet." Zayn explained.

"Oh cool." Louise said, clearly wanting to see this 'Shady' guy too.

"You look really familiar. Do I know you?" Zayn asked me.

"I don't know." I truthfully said. "I don't think so."

"You're Harry's best mate aren't you? Yeah yeah! I remember." Zayn's eyes spark with recognition.

"Oh right yeah. Harry's my mate." I told him. Then a memory flickered in my brain. "Oh you're Zayn. Zayn Malik."

"Yeah." He nodded.

"But..." I trailed off. Zayn wasn't gay. Harry told me about his Kurdish girlfriend. Shadyar wasn't it? What?

"Oh, there's Shady." Zayn smiled and beckoned her over.

Shady came up from behind me and stood next to Zayn and they breifly kissed. Shady was most definitely a girl.

Carlos looked up from his drink and saw who Shady was. He started choking on his drink.

"You're Shady?" He coughed.

"Yeah." She smiled politely. "Nice to meet you all."

Carlos was speechless. Louise was speechless. I just wanted to burst out laughing.

"Nice to meet you too. Shady is short for Shadyar?" I said.

"Yeah, but I prefer Shady. It sounds more normal." She explained.

"Well we said we'd go and speak to Carly, so we'll catch up later." Zayn said.

"Alright." I replied for the three of us as Zayn and Shady left us.

"He's not gay!" Carlos almost yelled as soon as Zayn was no longer in sight.

"It seems so." Louise laughed. "Sorry Carlos."

Louise and I could both tell that he fancied him a lot.

"Well at least this gives us an excuse." I said.

"For what?" Carlos asked.

"To get fucking smashed!" I smirked.

And so we did.

The drinks kept rolling in.

"Shots!" Carlos announced as the bartender poured the vodka in to the shot glasses.

"One..." I said.

"Two..." Louise continued.

"Three!" Carlos yelled and we all threw them down.

This continued for most of the night until my vision blurred, my head began to spin and I could hardly stand up straight.

"Yoooou," I groggily pointed to Louise. "Are... my lickle ickle pwincess!"

Louise began to giggle like a little child and I copied her. Carlos was still pretty sober, which amazed me.

"Oh my gosh!" Louise's eyes lit up with horror. "Your hair! It's on fire!"

"Ahhhhh!" I screamed whilst jumping up and down, heavily drunk. "Put it out! Put it out!"

"Hold on!" She yelled and grabbed a glass of water. "Stay still."

"It's not really on fi-" Carlos began, but Louise had already poured a glass of water on my head.

"So cold!" I yelled.

"I just saved your life, woah." Louise laughed as drunk as I was.

"Woah indeed!" I grinned.

"You weren't on fire, your hair is just gin-" Carlos started.

"Hey." I stopped him and held up my finger tips point at him. "Are you being gingerist?"

"Gingerist?" Carlos laughed. "Alright, guys. Time to go, I think we've had enough."

"Boring!" I exclaimed and shook my head, causing water to splat on his head.

Carlos sighed, however Louise and I did as we were told.

We walked out of the bar and out in to the deserted ground outside. It was so dark, I could hardly see.

"It's getting hot in here!" Louise sang.

"So take off all your clothes!" I carried on the song and started to tug at my shirt before Carlos stopped me.

"Nuh uh chica. I'm not ready for that." He was referring to my naked body.

We continued 'walking' back to the rooms until we reached Louise's door.

"Can I come in?" I slurred and leaned in to kiss her. She held her fingers to my lips, stopping our lips from touching.

"You're more than a one night stand, Edward." She smiled.

"As are you, Louise." I smiled in return.

"Night." She said.

"Night."