Zayn's pov

After the dinner we played a few games and now we are playing this wierd game where you have to sing song.

I know its not wierd but still. Its good my chance has still not came.The person who sings the song has the right to choose the next person.

These people are so ready. They even have a guitar and casio. (Mini piano I don't know what it is called in any other country but its casio in India .)

It was josh's chance to sing. And let me tell you he is worst than damaged speakers.

Everyone laughed even harry and maybe the loudest.

"Is it that funny ?kitten"josh asked.

"I'm not a kitten and yes it is funny . You should learn to sing "harry replied sassily.

"Oh then teach me. I choose harry and the song is versace on the floor by bruno mars."

Oh no that song...

I don't think harry will sing it.

"Ok "harry said and took the casio.
What he knows the song.

Let's take our time tonight, girl
Above us all the stars are watchin'
There's no place I'd rather be in this world
Your eyes are where I'm lost in
Underneath the chandelier
We're dancin' all alone
There's no reason to hide
What we're feelin' inside
Right now

So baby let's just turn down the lights
And close the door
Ooh I love that dress
But you won't need it anymore
No you won't need it no more
Let's just kiss 'til we're naked, baby

Versace on the floor
Ooh take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl
Versace on the floor
Ooh take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl, mmm

He finished and I'm already hard. Oh god his voice was so sexy and raspy.

I think I have to take care of myself.

Everyone was busy complicating harry. When I left to well...help myself.

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This chapter is dedicated to Ammuali7.she asked for it.

She is a great writter go check out his works if you haven't.

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