A/N: Okay, it's summer! Yay! That means I can update longer and more often! I'm not sure how long this will be considering I'm really tired right now. This chappie is about the club, and everything.

Enjoy!

Chapter Six

Intro:

Zayn Malik, 1/5 of One Direction, British- Irish boy band that is famous internationally. He didn't hate the publicity, he just hated girls who threw themselves at him. Zayn was more of a calm person, not that he didn't like the female attention. But, he preferred girls who had self respect and dressed like they weren't about to join a strip club.

Chapter:

Caisi rolled her eyes as some slut slid her hand over the boy's area. How lovely. She couldn't believe people did this to normal people, she bet that the boy was just trying to enjoy himself and these girls come to him like he's dinner.

Not that they ate dinner, anyway. They were so skinny, mostly beach blonde, fake tan, to small and tight clothing. You know, the normal stereotype whores.

Caisi decided to just forget about him. It wasn't like they were ever going to talk, or whatever. But, she couldn't get over the fact that he was gorgeous. There was no doubt about it. His hair was quite unusual, though. It looked strangely like a skateboard ramp.

Caisi decided that she should just move to the dance floor. No more alcohol for her, even though she barely had anyway. Trust me, there was a lot more drunk people in Zebra.

She moved out onto the floor and just started dancing. She was a good dancer, but only from practicing at clubs like these. Caisi learned that dancing like a slut was the new thing, apparently. It wasn't like she dressed like on, so Caisi didn't mind dancing like that.

Of course, boys came up to her, but none really were dancing. They mostly wanted to buy her a drink, which Caisi had to decline. It was just typical for boys to not want to dance. Not grind, but just really dance.

Suddenly Caisi felt two strong hands lightly place themselves on her waist. She grinned as she pulled her towards him, but Caisi still hasn't seen who it was. They started to sway to the music.

Caisi suddenly had an idea, she hasn't danced like this in a long time, but she decided to try it out again. Caisi bent down slowly moving her hips, still, while reaching above her to grab the guys waist. Once she was all the way down, she slowly went back up.

Grinning, she turned around, with a smug look on her face, she turned to meet the one and only boy.

Yes, that boy.

He coughed, and smirked, looking into Caisi's eyes. "Like what you see, love?" He asked, Caisi noticed his British accent. "I'm Zayn by the way, Zayn Malik." Zayn introduced himself.

So the mystery boy had a name. Who knew?

"I'm Caisi.." She said, softly, suddenly a bit shy. She wasn't giving out her last name yet. Caisi couldn't believe he said his! It also sounded like Zayn said it all the time. How peculiar..

"Nice dancing. Where'd you learn those moves?" He asked, quite curious. But, Caisi couldn't tell if it was fake curiosity to get into her pants or not. Sometimes you just couldn't tell.

"Learned from being places. That's how you learn to dance, no?" Caisi said, confused. It wasn't like she went to dance school for that. No way.

"Oh, well, I'm not a good dancer.." Zayn said, softly. He was hot, Caisi admitted in her mind.

"Let's head over by the bar.." Caisi said, leading the way considering they looked pretty stupid having a conversation in the middle of the dance floor. "I bet you aren't that bad.." Caisi continued.

Zayn chuckled, and held his hands up in a fake defeat. "Maybe it's just confidence. I've had a mate helping me." He admitted, sheepishly. "Would you like a drink?" He asked.

Caisi smiled about his comment, it's good he had friends. It was only logical. It seemed all sexy guys had friends. All of them were practically gorgeous. "Nah, I'm not much of a drinker."

"I usual do, but I'm here by myself. Not even going there." Zayn said, agreeing with my statement.

Caisi laughed, at least he was legal. "Yeah, but, I'm not the legal age." She said, even though she couldn't believe she just admitted something that could get her in huge trouble.

"You didn't seem like it. But most people aren't. Who cares?" Zayn said, with a small laugh. "Can.. Can I have your number?" He asked her carefully and nervously.

"Uh, sure.." Caisi said, grabbing a napkin and writing it down as neatly as she could with out ripping the paper. That would have been a pain, because she would have had to go through the same thing again.

Caisi handed Zayn the piece of paper and grinned. Besides Julie, Zayn might be her only other friend. Well, maybe not friend, since they just met, but future friend, maybe.

"Thanks.." Zayn mumbled, shyly, taking the napkin, delicately. He half smiled, and bit his bottom lip, seductively. Caisi sighed, he was just to perfect to be actually here. Caisi couldn't believe that a gorgeous human boy was talking to her.

Her. Out of all people. Her.

"So I'll text you?" Caisi asked, carefully. She was hoping that Zayn was truthful and really would text/call her. It would just be a change for Caisi. A good change.

"Not if I text you first, love." Zayn said, laughing.

A/N: I know, I know. Short chapter.. Whatever. They will get longer. This chapter was more of a filler, I need to get the story going into the actual plot. But, I'm basically almost there. The next chapter is leading into the big stuff!

Love, y'all

Beanie