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Justin's POV

                          
"Zayn, I saw Perrie and the girls." I informed him. And he's busy making out with this tall blonde. I roll my eyes and flop down on my seat. Then the girl who I kissed earlier sit beside me.
                          
"Hey, we could continue what we're doing.." she said bending a little more so I could see her boobs. I shook my head.
                          
"What—"
                          
"Fuck off." I said effortlessly and she tell some more things then stormed off. 
                          
I am not on the mood. I was wondering if Selena was here, I mean the girls were here and maybe her too..
                          
I quickly stood up and search through the crowd for the girls or Selena. Finally I saw Leigh-Anne dancing with this red head. I walk towards them.
                          
I clear my throat. Leigh look up to me and smiled.
                          
"What are you doing here?"
                          
"Um, y—"
                          
"No need. I knew it. Okay just what do you want?" She's still sober.
                          
"Um, are you with....Selena?" I ask and she laugh. She nod her and point to a corner where I assumed Selena was. I mumble a 'thank you' and she continue dancing with the guy.
                          
I walk towards the direction and their is Selena. She's sexy. She's sitting on a bar stool alone, which I really like that no one trying to score on her but yet I am surprised, she's sexy. 
                          
I walk towards her and sat next to her. She had her head down.
                          
"Selena?" I called her. She look up to me.
                          
"Uhh, Am I hallucinating?" She laugh and face-palmed herself. 
                          
"No." She laugh and I smiled at her.
                          
"Wh—" I began but the next thing I know is her lips were on mine.
                          
My body got tense a little on her actions but not for too long because I kissed her back.
                          
We kissed not too rough, not sloppy, and not too slow. It's kind of passionate which I felt sparks and the electric shock on my body. Her hands found my hair and starts pull it as our heated kiss turned into a make-out session. I start to pull her closer to me and she guided herself to sat on my lap and my hands are on her back supporting her body.
                          
I am longing for this.
                          
A few more minutes later she pulled away. She's trying to recover her breathing and her lipstick are all over the place. I smiled and took out a handkerchief and wipe it away. 
                          
"Wow." I said. We're still on the same position.
                          
"I like you." She whispered and I had no chance to reply because she crashed her lips on mine, once again.
                          
I don't know where this night will lead us....




















                          
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