Zayn was bored. Honestly, he had come to this party for two reasons: booze, and the possibility of taking someone home. There was beer of course, but he ha yet to find someone he wanted. He just wandered about aimlessly, looking for something to do. That's when he found it, something to do. Well, someone to do is more like it...He was gorgeous. Beautiful blond hair,amazing eyes, and a body that was to die for. Perfect.

Zayn smirked and looked the boy up and down, slowly making his way over through the immense crowd of people. The boy looked up at Zayn, flashing him a million dollar smile. Zayn smirked at the boy, taking a seat next to him on the couch. "Hi there," the boy said, taking a swig from his beer. "Hello there beautiful, what's your name?" Zayn asked, noticing how when the lad talked, an Irish accent tumbled past his lips. He scooted closer to the Irish boy, wrapping his arm around his shoulders.

"I'm Niall, s'nice to meet you, what's your name?" he leaned into Zayn's side and Zayn smirked again. "It's Zayn, Zayn Malik, and I'm going to be taking you home with me tonight."

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[A/N]: Did you like it? Comment and fave if you did. Another thing, I'm sorry it's been so long since I posted my last story, I've been crazy busy. And I know this was really short, but it's just the intro, I promise the next chapter will be longer! Hope you enjoyed loves!