Poison

Gennys POV
I throw my bag down and sink into the plush bed the second I get up to my room.
"Genevieve?" My grans voice calls out.
"Yeah gran?" I shout without moving.
The door to my room opens slowly and my grandparents both walk in cautiously.
"Hi darling," my grandmother says and sits on the edge of my bed with a pitying smile.
"What's going on?" I ask and sit abruptly.
They sigh and look at each other before turning back to me.
"Your grandfather and I are going to New York for the weekend," my grandma says. I look to gramps for confirmation but he won't meet my gaze.
"When do we leave?" I ask excitedly.
"You're not coming with us," my grandmother says with a sigh.
"Why not?" I accuse, this is ridiculous. I'm going to New York with them.
"We're going back on business," my grandfather says sternly.
I freeze at his tone, business.. As in business. "Usually gran doesn't go on business trips with you," I say softly.
"In this particular instance she is," my grandfather says and my grans cool hand rests on my shoulder.
"When are you guys leaving?" I ask and look up into my grandmother clear blue eyes that mirror my own.
"Tonight," my grandfather says with a weak smile.
"When do you get back?" I ask and place my elbows on my knees, supporting my head with my hands.
"Late Sunday night," my grandmother reassures.
"What am I supposed to do all weekend?" I question as my gramps leaves the room to take a phone call.
"Well dear I'm not telling you that you shouldn't throw a party," my gran says with a win. "But if you did make sure you do it at the other house."
I raise my eyebrows as she squeezes my shoulder before leaving the room, her heels clicking against the floor.
Guess I'm throwing a party.

Zayns POV
I scroll through my twitter feed, only skimming the tweets I deem important, until one catches my eye.
Genevieve Gates @GennyG
Party at 4320 St. Vincent Blvd.-tomorrow night at 8. ALL MY LONDONITES BE THERE
I grin as I read the tweet. All the other guys have been getting closer to Genevieve and I've been sitting on the sidelines, this is my time to make an impression, to make her want me.
I scroll through my contacts until I click on the one I want. I stare at her picture before sending a text.
Me: hey babe, if I can win this one we can be together. Love you, Z <3
I grin at her almost instantaneous response.
Perrie: Just please, I don't think I can deal with all the sneaking around much longer. Love you too :*
I will win this bet. Harry has been forcing me to stay away from Perrie since the day I met her and she completely rejected him, I pretty much fell in love with her immediately. We started dating and I guess Harry thought I was becoming too attached to her, so he forced me to dump her. Which I obviously didn't do. Perrie and I have been secretly seeing each other for months. I love her. More than anything. And with this bet.. If I win... I can finally be with her. Instead of just seeing her when Harry isn't around. I would give anything for that.

Gennys POV
Louis: morning gorgeous, need help with party plans?
A small smile plays at the corner of my lips at the sweet message that he sent me before replying.
Me: that would be fantastic handsome, my place for lunch?
I set my phone down before throwing on a casual outfit to set up the party in.
Louis: see you in a bit
I skip down the stairs and Henry hands me a cappuccino the moment I walk into the kitchen.
"You didn't have to do that Henry!" I say, pleasantly surprised.
"I know," he says and smiles before leaving me alone in the kitchen with my cappuccino. I sit in the small breakfast nook and look out at the falling snow when my phone buzzes again.
Harry: wear something hot tonight ;)
I scoff aloud. That doesn't even dignify a response, I don't care if he can see that I read it.
"Genevieve," a maid asks timidly.
"Yes?"
"There's someone here to see you," she says, looking at the floor.
"Who?" I wasn't expecting anyone this early.
"He says his name is Logan," she almost whispers.
What the hell is Logan doing here? I figured he would have left after the dinner banquet.
"Uh let him in," I stutter.
She scuttles out of the room and I breathe in the smell of coffee until she reenters, Logan walking proudly behind her.
"Hello Logan," I say politely as he sits across from me. "What are you doing here?"
"Heard you were having a party tonight," he says and smiles. His hand lays open on the table, waiting for me to grab it.
"I am," I point out and raise my eyebrows.
"I just thought I would RSVP in person," he says in a sultry tone that makes most girls go weak at the knees.
"Why are you still in London?" I question abruptly.
His eyes widen and he struggles to answer my question, confirming my suspicions.
"Logan," I sigh and set the warm cup down in front of me. "We aren't getting back together."
"I know that," he scoffs but I can tell he's hurt by my words. "I'm not that pathetic."
"I never said you were," I muse and lean back in my seat, throwing proper posture on the back burner. "You're more than welcomed at my party tonight," I say and he gives me an uncomfortable smile.
"I should get going," he says and stands.
"It was nice seeing you Logan," I lie and he gives me a small wave before walking briskly out of the kitchen, leaving me alone once again.
I sigh as the loneliness sets in and down the rest of my coffee before grabbing a jacket. I need a walk.
"Where are you going miss?" Henry questions as he sees me walking out the front door.
"I'm taking a walk," I explain. Its impossible to do anything around here without everyone wanting to know what it is.
"Would you like me to accompany you?" He asks and glances out at the snowy ground.
"No, thank you," I say and quickly shut the door behind me, the cold air whipping at my face. Sighing, I begin the tedious trek around the entire estate. I wrap my arms around myself and keep my head low as my cheeks grow pink.
Despite the little things, London hasn't turned out to be quite as awful as I anticipated on my first day. I met Louis, my new.. Well I'm not entirely sure what he is but there's something going on with him for sure. If I wasn't so cold I'd probably be blushing just thinking about that blue eyed gentleman. Liam isn't terrible either, he's been quite nice. So has Niall. I'm hoping that tonight I can grow closer with some of the girls Louis introduced, they all seemed really nice but I got the vibe they didn't like me. I plan on changing that. I need girl friends, right now I've got too much testosterone in my life.
My phone rings loudly in my pocket and I pull it out and a grin immediately splits my face.
"Hi Leo!" I exclaim as I answer the call.
"Hey baby sis," his deep voice replies with a chuckle. "What's new?"
"I'm in London now," I reply and kick up some snow as I walk.
"Why?" He questions.
"Gram and gramps wanted to move here and here I am," I shrug.
"How's that?" He asks.
"It's been okay..." I mutter. "Lots of boys though."
"And I'm not there to interrogate them!" He jokes. "Damn."
"How are things over there?" I ask hopefully.
"Well I cleared out at poker last night," he responds cheerily.
"Leo," I groan. He knows that's not the type of thing I want to know.
"You know I'm not going to tell you anything war related Gen," he scolds. "You might as well stop asking."
"I know," I sigh. He will never tell me because he doesn't want to scare me.
"Listen Gen I got to go," he says urgently. "I love you."
"I love you too Leo," I sigh. "Stay safe."
The line goes dead and the loneliness sinks in once again.

Notes

Party!! Anyways what do you think about Zayn and perrie? And who do you want to win the bet now?