One Nightstand With Mr Davis

"E-I-G-H-T-E-E-N. Hurray!!!!" They chorused, shouting on top of their lungs in excitement. Their little Marilyn was now a fully grown woman. "Now you can have boyfriends and have s*x whenever you want" Allison said drunkenly, grabbing the birthday girl by the arm. "Yeah. Lots and lots of shegz" Anna added, drunk too. Infact all of them were drunk and fuzzy with happiness. Marilyn parents were out of town at the moment and were to be back the next morning to celebrate her birthday with her. Thus, granting her the joy and opportunity of frolicking at nine thirty, way past her bedtime in a club and even worse drinking. It wasn't even her idea by the way but her 'good, well behaved friends' whom her parents thought were all of that had dragged her out to have fun and drink away their sadness Her head had been spinning since the beginning of the year of thoughts and thoughts of what being eighteen would feel like. And had even had plans and list of things to achieve, records to break at that age. But right then, she felt light headed, pressed and a little spice of horniness maybe. It was her second time drinking that year. Her first record had been broken on Alison's birthday earlier the year. Hell, if her parents knew whatever was happening at that time and moment, she knew she was as good as dead. She bit her lip, reaching for the almost empty cup of wine and gulped down the remaining content. "Hey, look at that hot piece of maleness. So hawt" Anna whispered to her and she lazily flipped her eyes to the direction Anna pointed out "My mind tells me his downstairs is short" Marilyn said in a small voice shifting her weight to the other leg nonchalantly as she turned back to the counter, tipping the bottle of wine over lazily to refill her cup. Alison bursted into a fit of laughter while Anna giggled. "Does it matter? I don't think I care about the size of his thang as long as he's handsome." Anna said "Liar! Shall I recall how much you've been gushing over Liam's d**k because it's so strong and powerful and so satisfying?" "No!" Anna defied strongly, blush creeping up her cheeks "I was only saying that... That he was good in bed. You liar!" Marilyn only rolled her eyes smiling at her two bickering friends. Well, Anna indeed had been gushing over Liam's tool ever since Tuesday and unknown to her he's only using her and she does not know or rather does not want to. But the thing was she hated it when her words were being used against her. While Alison on the other hand was a total jerk. She used men and wasn't afraid of talking back at any d**k head. She was the other way round of Anna. She used guys like toilet papers. Marilyn was none of the two. Which was why her parents loved her and knew her to be so respectful, kind, honest, holy, free and everything associated with good when in truth without their knowledge their daughter was a badass herself. The exact opposite of whatever good they thought of her. In the aspect of being boyfriendless and not knowing things she shouldn't know of, she was expert in them. Infact, anything relating to the other s*x was her specialty but her parents didn't know that. "I need to pee" she finally announced, dropping the wine glass gently on the table. She wrung her hand out in frustration as she wedged in between the crowd in the club. She hated getting horny at just drinking. And it was always worse than it used to be when she wasn't drunk. She pushed through the crowd hurriedly to the female restroom but was stopped when she collided into a person who appeared to be more disgusted than she was. "I'm so sorry" She said hurriedly brushing past. On stepping out of the bathroom, she met the same man from earlier standing in the way. A smirk on his face "Hey" He greeted "Um.... Hi. Do I know you?" She asked, blinking slowly, pushing her hair out of her face. "No. I was the guy you bumped into earlier" She blinked again. "Uh.... And how may I help you? Are you lost or something because, no don't ask me. I'm lost myself " she said laughing, falling forward against the man's chest." Aww, you smell nice " Yeah, she was drunk "No, I'm not lost. Uh... Just wanted from talk with you and thanks I guess?" All her senses seemed to have vaporized then as she just let herself sink into the warmth emanating from the man. Zayn on the other hand, thought he'd seen a beauty when he'd collided into her earlier and thought she was the most beautiful thing he'd seen that night and had pledged to take her home. But then, there was something about her face he couldn't quite place his finger on He smirked to himself at the thought of winning and actually taking this drunk girl in his arms home. Oh, he'd never seen someone so willing. He brought a hand to her hip and drew her backward to face him "By the way, I'm Zayn." "Alison....." She slurred, then suddenly seemed to jerk back to life "No, I'm Marilyn " she slurred again. Pressing her index finger to his chest through the suit he was wearing. "My name is Marilyn" "Nice to meet you" "Nice to meet you too handsome. I really think you're f*****g hot. Look at those eyes. So gorgeous and spectacular" She was saying, running her hand over his face, on his cheek, pressing herself to him He thought the same about her too only that she was very very beautiful. There was something that had him drawn to her yet everything about her face down to her toe appeared to be the same about every normal girl. She had a black curly hair, brown eyes, a big nose but not too big, kissable lips, small boobs, and an apparently straight figure he could see as the dress she was wearing was so tight around her body. He thought her brown skin was the brownest and freshest he'd ever seen and thought her eyes shone too. All in all he wanted to take her home for the night. "I could say the same of you" He said in a small voice And she bowed her head and laughed into his chest. Even being drunk, she couldn't resist the habit of smiling or laughing without her head bowed. Zayn's smirk only grew "Stop, I'm gonna blush if you say that again and I hate blushing" Then she encircled her arms around his neck. "I think I already love the thought of you blushing" "Oh stop" she giggled again but this time burrowed her face in his neck. Zayn's arousal rose up, as though as a taunting snake. 'Bastard' he thought. "How do we go about this. Do you mind leaving with me." She drew back slowly "You mean with you. To your house?" "Yeah, that is if you don't -" "Yeah." She laughed again. Then he saw it "How old are you?" "Uh... Old enough, why do you ask?" She asked, looking down and playing with the button of his suit while he held her by the hips. "Nothing". He laughed "Well, I'm twenty one. As a matter of fact, I just clocked twenty one today and I'm celebrating it" she said smiling sheepishly, rolling her eyes and staggering forward "Oh, really? That sounds fun. Any plans on making it special?". He asked whispering into her ear and she only giggled "I hate that." She murmured, leaning more into him. "I don't know. Do you have any ideas. I'm pretty tipsy". She laughed again "How about s*x with a stranger?" Hi, everyone. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Please do not hesitate to vote and spread your love. Thanks, muah!