Claire's POV

“Holy shit, there’s a car outside! What do I do?!” Cassidy squeaks from behind the curtain. I roll my eyes taking a grape off the table and shrugging.

“I think opening the door when they get to it might be a good idea.” I chuckle and she nods her head, peaking in the mirror one last time.

“Do I look okay? Is it too much?” She asks and I shake my head. She honestly looks cute, not too try-hardish and not too casual.

“You look fine, would you relax?!” I growl, and she nods her head standing by the door. To be honest, I’m only a little bit nervous. More than anything I’m nervous of getting caught by someone but that couldn’t happen. My mom is out with my brothers for a few hours and my dad is on a date tonight so everything is fine.

The doorbell rings and Cassidy squeals, jumping up and down like an idiot. I lethargically get up from the couch and slump my way towards the door. When I swing it open my heart melts.

“Happy Birthday Claire!” Zayn smiles, handing my a teddy bear with a dozen red roses and a card attached.

“Stop, you didn’t have to get me anything!” I gush, pecking his cheek and leading him inside. I say hello to all the other boys behind him as does Cassidy only a little more casually. Her hellos were awkward and everything I hoped they wouldn’t be. All I am praying is that this is not an awkward night.

“If I’m gonna be honest, this is quite strange.” Mr. Tomlinson chuckles and giggle slightly as they all make themselves comfortable on the couches in the basement. I immediately find my way onto Zayn's lap and the rest of the boys' scrunch their noses.

"Mr. Tomlinson, don't be weird!" I laugh, making the rest of the laugh too.

"It's just so odd, you have to admit." Mr. Payne laughs nervously and I watch as Zayn rolls his eyes.

"C'mon mates, lighten up. From now on Claire and Cassidy can call all of us by our first names... So that's Harry, that's Niall, this one here is Louis and that's Liam. Lads you know Claire and Cassidy, right?" He asks and they all nod.

"So pretend we're not teacher student for tonight, please?" I bat my eyelashes and look over at Mr. Styles who is looking at me already on the couch. "C'mon Harry, have a beer! You know you want too." I say his first name teasingly and he releases the smallest laugh. Cassidy re-enters the room with a case of beers and a bottle of tequila and shot glasses along with a devilish grin.

"That's more like it, love!" Mr. Horan-- Niall shouts, pouring himself a shot and downing it. Everyone's jaws are dropped and he rolls his eyes, filling the rest of the glasses. "Liquor before beer you're in the clear, beer before liquor you'll never be sicker!" He cheers and I roll my eyes.

"Sounds good enough to me!" I giggle, taking a shot and clinking it with Zayn's. I watch over my shoulder as Mr. Styles' tenses when the glass hits my lips and sinks down my throat. He cautiously takes one and downs it, never taking his eyes off of me as if I don't notice...

"Let the games begin!" Cassidy shouts, turning on the music so it's blasting and taking another shot. I turn around to face Zayn and he has a devious smile on his face, making me blush slightly.

"What are you thinking?" I ask, turning completely so that I'm straddling him and his hands are resting on my bum.

"You look really pretty tonight." He says, making my insides crumble and tumble into a million bite size pieces. His words literally destroy me. That little sentence and the way his dark eyes are fixated on mine could send me over the edge in an instant if I really wanted them to.

"Thanks babe." I whisper, and pulls me into him softly. Our foreheads meet for a moment until his warm lips finally meet mine. He tastes like crest tooth paste and his last tequila shot and the smell of spray paint is intoxicating me. Our hands intertwine at I can feel the excess paint from art class today left on his finger tips, only making me want him more.

"Holy shit, they're really going at it!" Mr. Tom-- Louis remarks and I pull away, a bit embarrassed.

"Shut up Lou." Zayn remarks, making me laugh softly. I look around the room and see an awkward expression from Harry, Liam and Cassidy... The rest are pretty comfortable in my basement.

"Who wants to play a game?" I ask, crawling off of Zayn's laugh and sprawling out on the hardwood floor. "Are you guys too old for truth or dare?" I add, and Mr.-- Niall and Louis are quick to sit on either side of me.

"The real question is, are you too young?" Zayn challenges me, sitting directly across from me in the small circle that is now forming.

"I don't think you can handle Cassidy and my game..." I giggle and Niall nudges me.

"Try us, love." He chuckles with his incredible blue eyes twinkling at me. He's clearly on his way to being drunk out of his mind and I love it.

"Fine, whether you pick truth or dare, you have to take a shot. If you pick dare you take one shot and if you pick truth you pick two. Deal?" I ask as everyone including Harry sit around in the circle, either holding a beer or a shot glass.

"Let the games begin!" Louis cheers, clinking glasses with Cassidy. It feels weird calling them by their first names for some reason but I think I can get used to it. Either way, it's truth or dare time.

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"I dare you to... take off your pants." Cassidy slurs to Niall, and he quickly obliges. So far I have been dared to take off my shirt, give Zayn a lap dance and I confessed to cheating on all of my finals last year. I'm not the best student, I never said I was!

"Alright... My turn?" Louis asks, grabbing the bottle and pouring himself the next person a shot. "Cassidy, truth or dare?" He asks, and Cassidy rolls her eyes.

"Dare Tomlinson!" She giggles, and Louis looks around the room meticulously.

"I dare you to..." He stammers, eyeing each one of the boys in the room. "I dare you to kiss Harry on the mouth!" He cheers, and my body tenses. Cassidy kissing Mr. Styles?

"If you insist!" She giggles, crawling across the room and sitting herself down in front of a very plastered Harry. She leans in and presses her lips to his slowly and he kisses back, sort of. His lips move against hers, but I only notice that her tongue is inside of his mouth and his isn't inside of hers.

As they kiss I feel a rush of heat fill my cheeks and hot tears form in my eyes. Am I crying? Why the hell do I feel so emotional?

"Okay, that's enough." I say through a throaty cough, and Harry instantly pulls away from Cassidy. What the hell was he even thinking? After all the teacher-student shit he has given me let alone stealing my fake ID I never thought he would stoop so low to kiss my best friend, even if it was a dare.

"That was nice." Cassidy laughs, pulling away and taking the seat beside him. I look up at Liam who has a frown on his face and I feel sad for him. I refuse to look at Harry, but I can feel him looking at me. Why the fuck do I feel so annoyed? I want to scream or rip the hair out of my head... I think I'm mad because I put this all together for Cassidy and Liam, right? Not Cassidy and Harry for fucks sake!

"Zayn, let's go upstairs." I murmur, tugging at his sleeves. His eyes light up at the mention of upstairs and he stands up, wobbling a bit. I take his hand as we drunkenly make our way towards the stairs and he steadies me slowly.

"Where are you going?" I hear Harry ask and a little flame ignites inside of me.

"My bedroom." I say back, storming up the steps. When Zayn and I get to the top of the stairs and enter the kitchen, and small smirk forms at the corners of his mouth.

"We're not going to the bedroom, are we?" He asks and I nod my head.

"I'm too drunk to do anything like that right now." I giggle and watch as he opens my fridge. I absolutely love how he makes me smile with the dumbest things.

"Why don't you have any good food!" He shrieks, pulling through the drawers and rummaging through the shelves. I hop up onto the counter and giggle uncontrollably as he pulls out a plastic bag of leftover cold pizza and takes the largest bite.

"Ew! Zayn that is disgusting!" I laugh as he tries to feed my a piece. Finally when he puts himself between my legs and opens my mouth with his fingers, I take a bite.

"And? Are you a fan of cold pizza?" He asks, taking another bite.

"I'm a fan of you." I smile flirtatiously, engulfing him in my arms and pressing my lips to his. He drunkenly responds with sloppy kissing, so sloppy we both start laughing hysterically.

"That is not cute, Zayn." I giggle, looking over on the counter and seeing his card in the corner of my eye. I reach over and rip the sides of the card open and read it out loud.

"Hip Hip Hooray... It's your special day. Happy birthday, I really enjoy spending time with you, beautiful. I hope you have a wonderful day and remember, you're the only girl for me, Claire. Warm regards, Zayn." I read out loud and he smiles sweetly at me.

"Do you like it?" He asks, and I nod my head up and down.

"It was so cute, thanks baby." I whisper, pulling him towards me and kissing his lips. It wasn't like Harry's card, but it's the thought that counts. Besides, I'm the only girl for him!

Minutes later the rest of the boys all pile upstairs along with a drunken Cassidy and all of them have blood shot eyes aside from Liam.

"I guess you're driving home?" I chuckle and he nods.

"We better get going, babe." Zayn smiles kissing my lips one last time. "I'll talk to you later, yeah?" He whispers, heading to say goodbye to Cassidy and exit the house. All of the other boys give me warm and kind hugs and when I finally get to Harry, he has a pout on his face.

"Are you mad at me?" He asks and I release a large sigh.

"I don't know." I whisper and he puts both arms on my shoulder. "Harry, look--"

"Don't be mad at me, love." He sighs, pulling me in for a deep hug. I find the strangest sense of comfort in the hug but quickly pull away.

"I can't believe you kissed Cassidy." I murmur and he shakes his head with a small smile.

"And I can't believe you're with a guy like Zayn." He chuckles and I cringe.

"You're the same way!" I remind him and he rolls his eyes.

"Exactly." He whispers, heading out the door. What the hell does he mean by 'exactly?'

Cassidy looks at me with an embarrassed smirk and I have to stop myself from slapping her silly.

"You can sleep on the floor like a dog." I growl, grabbing my gifts from Zayn and Cassidy and she nods her head. I'd probably be angrier at her if she didn't get me the cutest seat covers for my car for my birthday.

"I shouldn't have kissed him, I know." She sighs, following me upstairs to my room.

We both get changed and I look out the window as Alex, Mark and my mom all head inside the house. I crawl inside my bed and Cassidy crawls in next to me even though I've repeatedly asked her to sleep on the floor.

What the hell am I getting so upset over the whole Cassidy Harry kiss thing? I have Zayn who might not be the perfect guy like Harry... I mean not like Harry, Harry is far from perfect. But Zayn is Zayn and I know he's the one for me just like he knows I am the one for him.

So I guess my birthday was fun? I don't even know, I'm drunk confused and for the first time since I can remember I might actually fall asleep at a decent hour tonight.




Or not.

Notes

ha ha ha ... didn't see that coming myself. Tbh I had a completely different plan for this chapter but things just didn't go the way I had hoped.

So whatever, what happened happened.

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