Chapter 8

                                    

                                          
Eve's POV
                          
After Sam's pep talk I felt much better and ready to party. We made our way to the dance floor and started dancing. The lights and thumping music were intoxicating and I felt almost like I was in another world.
                          
'I'm going to get something to drink!' I yelled over the music to Sam. She was too busy dancing with someone to notice what I said.
                          
I made my way to the bar. The bartender was mixing up drinks, throwing bottles in the air and pouring its contents into colorful glasses. He handed over the drink that he had made and turned to me.
                          
'What can I get you?' He asked. 
                          
'Caipirhina please.' I answered and he simply nodded, starting to throw bottles in the air. I sat on one of the bar stools waiting for my drink when I saw someone coming towards the bar. I quickly turned to the other side, hoping he hadn't seen me.
                          
The second the bartender handed me my drink, I hopped off the stool and tried to lose myself in the crowd of people. I felt someone following me but I didn't dare look back. You just have to reach Sam...
                          
Suddenly, somebody grabbed my arm and turned me around. Zayn was looking down at me, a small smile on his lips.
                          
'You didn't think I wouldn't notice you, right?' I just glared at him and tried to squirm out of his grip. Zayn simply dragged me to a less crowded part of the party and turned to face me.
                          
'Listen, uh, Sticky Fingers or whatever they call you, can't you just stop for a second and talk to me? Please?' He pleaded. I stopped for a second and looked him straight in the eye. I saw a little spark of hope when I stepped closer to him.
                          
'Oh, but Zayn. What's the fun without the chase?' He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and I took the opportunity to flee. Snaking my way in between people, I tried to lose him but I knew he wouldn't give up at that easily.
                          
This just became one of the most interesting games of cat and mouse.
                          
Sam's POV
                          
Where did Eve go? I saw her almost an hour ago. I wonder if she...
                          
'Oh my gosh I am so sorry are you ok?'  Why am I bumping into so many people?!
                          
'It's ok love.' Oh crap. Don't look up at him. Just walk away. Act like a total carefree mofo. Just. Walk. Away.
                          
I started walking and didn't turn around. Good job Sam! Very good! Now just keep doing what you're doing and...
                          
'Hey wait!' I felt someone grab my arm and spin me around. Aw crap.
                          
'You're the girl I bumped into a while ago.' I simply stared at his face. His blue eyes were so mesmerizing I just wanted to swim in them and... Wow that sounded creepy.
                          
'You ok, love?' Before I could respond or simply nod, I saw something behind Niall's shoulder that caught my attention.
                          
'Eve!' Eve didn't spare me glance, she was too busy trying to get lost in the crowd. She looked like she was running away from something. I wonder... Two seconds later I saw Zayn trying to catch up with Eve.
                          
Not. Good.
                          
Of course my sudden outburst caught Niall's attention and he also turned around to see what was happening. He saw Eve and Zayn and turned around to look at me. He obviously had put two and two together.
                          
Curse me and my big mouth.
                          
I saw Niall pulling his phone out of his pocket. Oh crap. Getting over my shock I quickly grabbed his hand and dragged him into an empty room.