Unexpected
Chapter 13
**WARNING! I’m going to be writing in Zayn’s POV at the end of this update! Don’t get confused! It’s only Zen..lol!**
Charlie’s POV:
We’re in our second week of touring and I’m already itching for a break. Because Paul doesn’t want the boys out partying the night before shows, we are all imprisoned inside the bus until this weekend. There’s a three day gap between the shows in the UK and Ireland and I am ecstatic to hear the guys planning out our night on the town.
“I think we should go to The Marina, they always have killer DJ’s.” Zayn suggests as we sit in the bus, waiting for our Chinese take away to get here. Niall groans while playing some video game, not taking his eyes off the screen.
“No way, Z! Last time we were there I got sick all in one of the huge fish tanks, remember? I’m pretty sure the owner has a sign with my name and picture on it out front that says, “Niall Horan: STAY OUT!” I laugh when I try to picture that story in my head.
“Well what about Club Asylum? They had those cool walls that were padded and all those pillows everywhere.” Liam shakes his head at Niall’s suggestion.
“Nope. Can’t go there either after Harry and Louis thought it would be a good idea to make a pillow fort in one of the VIP lounges and throw wet napkins at passerby’s.” I see Liam shoot a glare at Louis and Harry while they punch each other in the shoulders and start rolling with laughter.
“Man, I forgot about that night! What a good memory. Thanks for the reminder, Li!” Louis winked at Liam and he scoffed before crossing his arms.
“I’ve got it. You guys are going to love me..” Harry touched the pads of his fingertips together, mimicking some evil scientist. The boys stopped what they were doing and stared at him with anticipation. He glanced at all of them before closing his eyes and raising his arms to the heavens.
“Two words…Space Monkey.” I jumped right out of my skin as all five boys leapt up out of their seats and tackled Harry to the floor.
“….Space Monkey? Seriously? That’s an actual club?” They all turned and looked at me in shock, until Louis spoke up.
“It’s not just any club. It’s the most amazing place in the world. Combining three of our favorite things; Drinking, space and laser tag.”
You have GOT to be kidding me. I sat there, mouth hanging open, trying to grasp what I had just heard.
“…I’m sorry?” As they all sat back in their seats, Louis sat next to me and pulled me up into his lap, latching his arms around my hips. I glanced quickly at Harry, who eyes had narrowed into a slits while staring at Louis.
“Charlie, you’ll love it. The bar has three sections all with a different space theme. In order to get to the next section of the bar, you have to play a game of laser tag and make your way through the maze before it’s too late. If you don’t make it through in enough time, then you have to start over.”
I sighed as I looked at him, his eyes were wild with excitement. I couldn’t help but smile as I listened to his enthusiasm. I hope my secret competitive side won’t come out too much when we go. I’d hate to scare away more people with my rough talk and aggressive tendencies. This could actually turn out to be really fun! And Lord knows I needed a break.
“Alright. You sold me.” They all five cheered and hollered and I laughed while Louis pulled me in to a big bear hug. I stopped for a second as a thought popped into my head.
“Answer me this, though. Why a Monkey?” I looked at each of them for an answer, and wasn’t disappointed when Niall answered me.
“Why not a Monkey?” We all started dying with laughter and finished talking about our exciting weekend ahead of us.
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Saturday night came in no time and the boys had gone out to buy some new clothes for our excursion to Space Monkey tonight. I was just planning on wearing something I had brought along with me, so this gave me time to for a little privacy as I got ready.
I took a hot shower and made sure to condition my hair really well while I buffed and shaved my legs. I stepped out into the steamy bathroom and wrapped my fluffy white towel around my body, glowing pink from my shower’s hot temperature.
I unpacked my best Cocoa Butter lotion and slathered it on every inch of my body. After my lotioning, I walked outside to my suitcase and pulled out some running shorts and a black V-neck shirt. After the steam had left the bathroom and the mirror was unfogged, I went back inside and laid out all the products and tools I was going to use in my beautification attack on myself.
Before I started anything, I plugged in my curling wand into the outlet by the sink, allowing it to heat up while I got ready. I undid my hair towel and let my damp hair fall around my shoulders. I brushed a wide tooth comb through my strands and braided it down my back so it wouldn’t get in the way of my makeup application.
I thanked Emma silently as I sifted through my designer makeup she had given to me as a present. With her connections in the beauty world, she asked a friend who worked at MAC Cosmetics to put together an everything-you’ll-ever-need kit for me for my touring. I applied foundation, powder, blush and bronzer to my skin and set it with a cucumber spray. I created a smokey eye with dark brown and black eye shadows and put on a set of falsies to make my eyes stand out even more. After I finished my eye makeup, I selected a bright red lipstick from my bag and glided it over my lips.
Once my makeup was complete, I plugged my hair dryer in and dried my hair. Once my strands were no longer damp, I started curling random pieces of hair around the curling wand, creating a erratic set of curls around my head. I messily gathered the curls up and tied it in a low ponytail, making sure to leave a couple strands out to frame my face.
I brought out my outfit for the night. I undress and put my leather A-line dress with the spaghetti straps and scoop neck over my body. I accessorized it with a black studded belt and black stud earrings. I had painted my nails earlier that day with a matte black polish which went along with my black theme for the night. I finished the look off with sky high cream and black pumps that made my legs look amazing, I might add.
As I stepped back and looked at the finished product, I felt myself overcome with excitement.
I looked GOOD. I mean damn good.
It was nearing 10:00 when the boys got back to the bus from shopping. I was watching some random reality show as they jumped up the steps into the bus. I didn’t notice the silence until I fast forwarded through the commercials. I turned to see five faces staring blankly at me. I looked at them with confusion before pausing the television.
“What?” Zayn was the first to speak of the five.
“Charlie…you look…stunning.” I was so comfortable on the couch that I had almost forgotten I was dressed up. I felt my face blush a beat red color as they continued to stare.
“Oh! Uh, thanks. I thought I’d go all out seeing as how we don’t get very many nights off!” I smiled nervously as they slowly trickled into the living room, Zayn sitting next to me.
“Well, I think I can speak for everyone when I say…DAMN.” I laughed and punched Zayn in the arm before turning my attention back to the television. As the guys went back to shower and get ready, I noticed Harry still hadn’t moved from the top of the steps. I looked over to see him still gawking at me. I gave him an annoyed glance and folded my arms.
“Take a picture, Styles, it’ll last longer.” I see him blink a few times before slowly walking towards me. My pulse started to race as he inched closer and closer towards me. He bent down and positioned his head inches from mine. I shuddered as I felt one of his thumbs slowly brush against my cheek. We never broke eye contact until he looked down at his thumb.
“Eyelash.” He looked at me again before blowing gently on his thumb. He stepped back and walked towards the beds. I let out a shaky sigh, sitting back further into the leather couch.
Shit. What was he trying to do to me?
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Harry’s POV:
Fuck, this was going to be harder than I thought. How was I supposed to make her jealous tonight by flirting with other girls when she looked so damn good that I couldn’t even think straight? I stood there frozen as the boys and I perused over the flaming hot brunette lounging on the sofa. For a second, I didn’t even recognize her. But then my heart dropped into my stomach as she shifted those familiar melted chocolate eyes to look at all of us.
She was FLAWLESS.
The tight leather dress she wore clung perfectly to her curves. The spaghetti straps and low scoop neck showed off her sexy shoulders and amazing cleavage. The skirt part of the dress flared out from her natural waist and made her bum look even bigger than normal. I silently cursed her for wearing pumps again, knowing all too well what they do for her already muscular legs.
As much as she looked absolutely sexy beyond belief, it was a different form of sexy. One that didn’t make you question whether or not she had STD’s, but it was a kind of sexy that made you respect her and left you begging for more.
Once the boys left the room, it was apparent that I was still in shock by the image in front of me. She glanced over at me before shooting out some sarcastic remark, knocking me out of my haze.
“Take a picture, Styles, it’ll last longer.” I feel a slight irritation enter me and I smile when I realize what I need to do. I start to slowly easy my way towards her, not breaking my gaze with her eyes. I can tell she’s starting to get uncomfortable by her increased blinking. I am finally in front of her and I bend down so my face is right in front of hers.
I slowly take my hand up to her face and brush my thumb ever so softly on the apple of her cheek. She shudders and keeps staring directly into my eyes. I look down at the pretend eyelash I swept off her face and stare back up at her again.
“Eyelash.” I blow gently on my thumb and stand back up again. She’s left there with a blank stare on her face and I chuckle as I walk back to get ready.
We get to Space Monkey around midnight and everyone is jittering with anticipation. Niall is jumping up and down behind Liam before springing onto his back and holding on to him like a Koala. Charlie is standing next to Zayn, his arm around her shoulder as their heads are turned towards each other in some deep conversation. I see her tip her head back and laugh at some humorous remark Zayn says. What the hell is with those two? I start to feel a pang of jealousy build in me but I quickly let it disappear.
I’m not jealous of Zayn and Charlie. She could do whatever and whomever she wanted. And that’s what I was planning to do as well. I knew in the back of my mind that someday, she’d realize how much she really wanted to be with me and she’d come crawling back.
Until then, I’m just going to try and make her jealous beyond her breaking point.
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Zayn’s POV:
“Zayn, I have to confess something to you..” We were standing outside Space Monkey and I looked down at the girl underneath my arm.
“What’s that, babe?” Charlie blushes and looked away before glancing up and meeting my puzzled stare.
“Okay, you can’t laugh, but I have been known to have a problem with being too competitive. And I’m a little nervous I might scare you guys away.” I felt so bad when I couldn’t contain the smile stretching across my face. She finally saw it and jabbed me in the side with her pointer finger.
“Zayn! You promised!” I laughed and held her tighter as I explained my reasoning for laughing.
“It’s just funny, because I’m just imagining you inside the maze right now, kicking everyone’s asses.” She dipped her head back and let out a cute laugh. Wow, I didn’t realize how adorable she was when she laughed. Huh.
“Don’t tell anyone I told you, we’ll make it a surprise.” She winked at me and I felt my heart flutter inside my chest. What was happening to me?
We finally got in and ordered a few rounds of drinks. We were forced out of the first section by an extremely excited Niall, begging us to move on to the next section. As we made our way over to the large door and got fitted for our guns and vests, Charlie came over and rested a hand on my shoulder while she ripped her pumps off her feet. Her movement next to me sent her perfume wafting up to my nose. I breathed in the succulent scent and sighed with unhappiness as she took her grasp away from my shoulder. She handed her pumps to one of the bartenders, asking if they could shuttle them to the next area.
After we were all strapped in and the instructor had informed us of the rules, the countdown began and we were waiting for the doors to open. I caught Charlie’s gaze and she winked at me; I smiled a huge idiotic smile and got ready to kick some butt.
The first battle was INSANE. And Charlie wasn’t joking when she said she had a competitive side. She even beat out Niall for the most kills and the fastest time through the maze. Needless to say he wasn’t entirely thrilled by being beaten by a girl, but he couldn’t help but laugh as she kissed him on the cheek and told him it was beginner’s luck.
We made it through to the second section, where we spent a little more time there than the first. I didn’t leave Charlie’s side the entire night, and vice versa. We talked about everything under the sun, plus more. She was so easy to talk to and I found myself becoming captivated by every word that came out of her mouth.
The night was going really well, but we hit a small snag when Harry met some blonde bimbo and started grinding all over her on the dance floor while throwing glances at Charlie. I could tell she was getting a bit bothered and I did my best to occupy her attention. She thanked me later than night for doing that and we continued to drink and hang out with the boys.
When the third section came around, everyone was slightly drunk, which made for even more hysterics in the laser maze. Niall beat out Charlie by mere seconds and we all bought a celebratory shot in honor of his victory.
By this point in the night, we were all completely hammered. Louis and Liam were in a very heated discussion about which Power Ranger was the best. Niall was dancing on a sofa in our VIP section and Harry was at the bar with the bimbo underneath his arm. Charlie and I were relaxing on a sofa-bed with two cold Jack and Cokes in hand. We were crying laughing about how Louis had slipped and fallen on his bum in the second laser maze. Her pumps were kicked off and our feet were hanging off the edge.
Once the bar shut down, we all staggered out to the shuttle waiting to drive us back to the bus. Somehow, the paps had found our location and there were a few pictures of the six of us walking each other to the van. I was holding onto to Charlie’s pumps and her hand, making sure she wouldn’t fall when I heard one of the paps yell my name.
“Zayn! Zayn! How long have you and your Charlie been a couple?! Zayn!” Couple? How did they even know her name? I looked at him with confusion and shout and answer over the buzzing crowd.
“We’re not a couple, I’m just helping her walk to the van! Piss off!” Thankfully Charlie was too drunk to hear them ask me that question. Looks like we’d be getting a call from Jeremy tomorrow, but I’d make sure to tell him the truth.
We were on our way back to the bus and everyone has grown silent. Liam, Louis and Niall are all passed out, leaning on each other in the back seat. Charlie is situated between Harry and I, slightly dozing off due to the alcohol. She shifts slightly and rests her head on my shoulder, snaking her arms around my bicep. I glance down at her and smile, but it quickly fades as I look up and meet Harry’s glare. I stare at him with a bewildered expression, which he ignores as he turns his head to look out the window.
What’s got his knickers in a bunch?
Charlie’s POV:
We’re in our second week of touring and I’m already itching for a break. Because Paul doesn’t want the boys out partying the night before shows, we are all imprisoned inside the bus until this weekend. There’s a three day gap between the shows in the UK and Ireland and I am ecstatic to hear the guys planning out our night on the town.
“I think we should go to The Marina, they always have killer DJ’s.” Zayn suggests as we sit in the bus, waiting for our Chinese take away to get here. Niall groans while playing some video game, not taking his eyes off the screen.
“No way, Z! Last time we were there I got sick all in one of the huge fish tanks, remember? I’m pretty sure the owner has a sign with my name and picture on it out front that says, “Niall Horan: STAY OUT!” I laugh when I try to picture that story in my head.
“Well what about Club Asylum? They had those cool walls that were padded and all those pillows everywhere.” Liam shakes his head at Niall’s suggestion.
“Nope. Can’t go there either after Harry and Louis thought it would be a good idea to make a pillow fort in one of the VIP lounges and throw wet napkins at passerby’s.” I see Liam shoot a glare at Louis and Harry while they punch each other in the shoulders and start rolling with laughter.
“Man, I forgot about that night! What a good memory. Thanks for the reminder, Li!” Louis winked at Liam and he scoffed before crossing his arms.
“I’ve got it. You guys are going to love me..” Harry touched the pads of his fingertips together, mimicking some evil scientist. The boys stopped what they were doing and stared at him with anticipation. He glanced at all of them before closing his eyes and raising his arms to the heavens.
“Two words…Space Monkey.” I jumped right out of my skin as all five boys leapt up out of their seats and tackled Harry to the floor.
“….Space Monkey? Seriously? That’s an actual club?” They all turned and looked at me in shock, until Louis spoke up.
“It’s not just any club. It’s the most amazing place in the world. Combining three of our favorite things; Drinking, space and laser tag.”
You have GOT to be kidding me. I sat there, mouth hanging open, trying to grasp what I had just heard.
“…I’m sorry?” As they all sat back in their seats, Louis sat next to me and pulled me up into his lap, latching his arms around my hips. I glanced quickly at Harry, who eyes had narrowed into a slits while staring at Louis.
“Charlie, you’ll love it. The bar has three sections all with a different space theme. In order to get to the next section of the bar, you have to play a game of laser tag and make your way through the maze before it’s too late. If you don’t make it through in enough time, then you have to start over.”
I sighed as I looked at him, his eyes were wild with excitement. I couldn’t help but smile as I listened to his enthusiasm. I hope my secret competitive side won’t come out too much when we go. I’d hate to scare away more people with my rough talk and aggressive tendencies. This could actually turn out to be really fun! And Lord knows I needed a break.
“Alright. You sold me.” They all five cheered and hollered and I laughed while Louis pulled me in to a big bear hug. I stopped for a second as a thought popped into my head.
“Answer me this, though. Why a Monkey?” I looked at each of them for an answer, and wasn’t disappointed when Niall answered me.
“Why not a Monkey?” We all started dying with laughter and finished talking about our exciting weekend ahead of us.
///
Saturday night came in no time and the boys had gone out to buy some new clothes for our excursion to Space Monkey tonight. I was just planning on wearing something I had brought along with me, so this gave me time to for a little privacy as I got ready.
I took a hot shower and made sure to condition my hair really well while I buffed and shaved my legs. I stepped out into the steamy bathroom and wrapped my fluffy white towel around my body, glowing pink from my shower’s hot temperature.
I unpacked my best Cocoa Butter lotion and slathered it on every inch of my body. After my lotioning, I walked outside to my suitcase and pulled out some running shorts and a black V-neck shirt. After the steam had left the bathroom and the mirror was unfogged, I went back inside and laid out all the products and tools I was going to use in my beautification attack on myself.
Before I started anything, I plugged in my curling wand into the outlet by the sink, allowing it to heat up while I got ready. I undid my hair towel and let my damp hair fall around my shoulders. I brushed a wide tooth comb through my strands and braided it down my back so it wouldn’t get in the way of my makeup application.
I thanked Emma silently as I sifted through my designer makeup she had given to me as a present. With her connections in the beauty world, she asked a friend who worked at MAC Cosmetics to put together an everything-you’ll-ever-need kit for me for my touring. I applied foundation, powder, blush and bronzer to my skin and set it with a cucumber spray. I created a smokey eye with dark brown and black eye shadows and put on a set of falsies to make my eyes stand out even more. After I finished my eye makeup, I selected a bright red lipstick from my bag and glided it over my lips.
Once my makeup was complete, I plugged my hair dryer in and dried my hair. Once my strands were no longer damp, I started curling random pieces of hair around the curling wand, creating a erratic set of curls around my head. I messily gathered the curls up and tied it in a low ponytail, making sure to leave a couple strands out to frame my face.
I brought out my outfit for the night. I undress and put my leather A-line dress with the spaghetti straps and scoop neck over my body. I accessorized it with a black studded belt and black stud earrings. I had painted my nails earlier that day with a matte black polish which went along with my black theme for the night. I finished the look off with sky high cream and black pumps that made my legs look amazing, I might add.
As I stepped back and looked at the finished product, I felt myself overcome with excitement.
I looked GOOD. I mean damn good.
It was nearing 10:00 when the boys got back to the bus from shopping. I was watching some random reality show as they jumped up the steps into the bus. I didn’t notice the silence until I fast forwarded through the commercials. I turned to see five faces staring blankly at me. I looked at them with confusion before pausing the television.
“What?” Zayn was the first to speak of the five.
“Charlie…you look…stunning.” I was so comfortable on the couch that I had almost forgotten I was dressed up. I felt my face blush a beat red color as they continued to stare.
“Oh! Uh, thanks. I thought I’d go all out seeing as how we don’t get very many nights off!” I smiled nervously as they slowly trickled into the living room, Zayn sitting next to me.
“Well, I think I can speak for everyone when I say…DAMN.” I laughed and punched Zayn in the arm before turning my attention back to the television. As the guys went back to shower and get ready, I noticed Harry still hadn’t moved from the top of the steps. I looked over to see him still gawking at me. I gave him an annoyed glance and folded my arms.
“Take a picture, Styles, it’ll last longer.” I see him blink a few times before slowly walking towards me. My pulse started to race as he inched closer and closer towards me. He bent down and positioned his head inches from mine. I shuddered as I felt one of his thumbs slowly brush against my cheek. We never broke eye contact until he looked down at his thumb.
“Eyelash.” He looked at me again before blowing gently on his thumb. He stepped back and walked towards the beds. I let out a shaky sigh, sitting back further into the leather couch.
Shit. What was he trying to do to me?
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Harry’s POV:
Fuck, this was going to be harder than I thought. How was I supposed to make her jealous tonight by flirting with other girls when she looked so damn good that I couldn’t even think straight? I stood there frozen as the boys and I perused over the flaming hot brunette lounging on the sofa. For a second, I didn’t even recognize her. But then my heart dropped into my stomach as she shifted those familiar melted chocolate eyes to look at all of us.
She was FLAWLESS.
The tight leather dress she wore clung perfectly to her curves. The spaghetti straps and low scoop neck showed off her sexy shoulders and amazing cleavage. The skirt part of the dress flared out from her natural waist and made her bum look even bigger than normal. I silently cursed her for wearing pumps again, knowing all too well what they do for her already muscular legs.
As much as she looked absolutely sexy beyond belief, it was a different form of sexy. One that didn’t make you question whether or not she had STD’s, but it was a kind of sexy that made you respect her and left you begging for more.
Once the boys left the room, it was apparent that I was still in shock by the image in front of me. She glanced over at me before shooting out some sarcastic remark, knocking me out of my haze.
“Take a picture, Styles, it’ll last longer.” I feel a slight irritation enter me and I smile when I realize what I need to do. I start to slowly easy my way towards her, not breaking my gaze with her eyes. I can tell she’s starting to get uncomfortable by her increased blinking. I am finally in front of her and I bend down so my face is right in front of hers.
I slowly take my hand up to her face and brush my thumb ever so softly on the apple of her cheek. She shudders and keeps staring directly into my eyes. I look down at the pretend eyelash I swept off her face and stare back up at her again.
“Eyelash.” I blow gently on my thumb and stand back up again. She’s left there with a blank stare on her face and I chuckle as I walk back to get ready.
We get to Space Monkey around midnight and everyone is jittering with anticipation. Niall is jumping up and down behind Liam before springing onto his back and holding on to him like a Koala. Charlie is standing next to Zayn, his arm around her shoulder as their heads are turned towards each other in some deep conversation. I see her tip her head back and laugh at some humorous remark Zayn says. What the hell is with those two? I start to feel a pang of jealousy build in me but I quickly let it disappear.
I’m not jealous of Zayn and Charlie. She could do whatever and whomever she wanted. And that’s what I was planning to do as well. I knew in the back of my mind that someday, she’d realize how much she really wanted to be with me and she’d come crawling back.
Until then, I’m just going to try and make her jealous beyond her breaking point.
///
Zayn’s POV:
“Zayn, I have to confess something to you..” We were standing outside Space Monkey and I looked down at the girl underneath my arm.
“What’s that, babe?” Charlie blushes and looked away before glancing up and meeting my puzzled stare.
“Okay, you can’t laugh, but I have been known to have a problem with being too competitive. And I’m a little nervous I might scare you guys away.” I felt so bad when I couldn’t contain the smile stretching across my face. She finally saw it and jabbed me in the side with her pointer finger.
“Zayn! You promised!” I laughed and held her tighter as I explained my reasoning for laughing.
“It’s just funny, because I’m just imagining you inside the maze right now, kicking everyone’s asses.” She dipped her head back and let out a cute laugh. Wow, I didn’t realize how adorable she was when she laughed. Huh.
“Don’t tell anyone I told you, we’ll make it a surprise.” She winked at me and I felt my heart flutter inside my chest. What was happening to me?
We finally got in and ordered a few rounds of drinks. We were forced out of the first section by an extremely excited Niall, begging us to move on to the next section. As we made our way over to the large door and got fitted for our guns and vests, Charlie came over and rested a hand on my shoulder while she ripped her pumps off her feet. Her movement next to me sent her perfume wafting up to my nose. I breathed in the succulent scent and sighed with unhappiness as she took her grasp away from my shoulder. She handed her pumps to one of the bartenders, asking if they could shuttle them to the next area.
After we were all strapped in and the instructor had informed us of the rules, the countdown began and we were waiting for the doors to open. I caught Charlie’s gaze and she winked at me; I smiled a huge idiotic smile and got ready to kick some butt.
The first battle was INSANE. And Charlie wasn’t joking when she said she had a competitive side. She even beat out Niall for the most kills and the fastest time through the maze. Needless to say he wasn’t entirely thrilled by being beaten by a girl, but he couldn’t help but laugh as she kissed him on the cheek and told him it was beginner’s luck.
We made it through to the second section, where we spent a little more time there than the first. I didn’t leave Charlie’s side the entire night, and vice versa. We talked about everything under the sun, plus more. She was so easy to talk to and I found myself becoming captivated by every word that came out of her mouth.
The night was going really well, but we hit a small snag when Harry met some blonde bimbo and started grinding all over her on the dance floor while throwing glances at Charlie. I could tell she was getting a bit bothered and I did my best to occupy her attention. She thanked me later than night for doing that and we continued to drink and hang out with the boys.
When the third section came around, everyone was slightly drunk, which made for even more hysterics in the laser maze. Niall beat out Charlie by mere seconds and we all bought a celebratory shot in honor of his victory.
By this point in the night, we were all completely hammered. Louis and Liam were in a very heated discussion about which Power Ranger was the best. Niall was dancing on a sofa in our VIP section and Harry was at the bar with the bimbo underneath his arm. Charlie and I were relaxing on a sofa-bed with two cold Jack and Cokes in hand. We were crying laughing about how Louis had slipped and fallen on his bum in the second laser maze. Her pumps were kicked off and our feet were hanging off the edge.
Once the bar shut down, we all staggered out to the shuttle waiting to drive us back to the bus. Somehow, the paps had found our location and there were a few pictures of the six of us walking each other to the van. I was holding onto to Charlie’s pumps and her hand, making sure she wouldn’t fall when I heard one of the paps yell my name.
“Zayn! Zayn! How long have you and your Charlie been a couple?! Zayn!” Couple? How did they even know her name? I looked at him with confusion and shout and answer over the buzzing crowd.
“We’re not a couple, I’m just helping her walk to the van! Piss off!” Thankfully Charlie was too drunk to hear them ask me that question. Looks like we’d be getting a call from Jeremy tomorrow, but I’d make sure to tell him the truth.
We were on our way back to the bus and everyone has grown silent. Liam, Louis and Niall are all passed out, leaning on each other in the back seat. Charlie is situated between Harry and I, slightly dozing off due to the alcohol. She shifts slightly and rests her head on my shoulder, snaking her arms around my bicep. I glance down at her and smile, but it quickly fades as I look up and meet Harry’s glare. I stare at him with a bewildered expression, which he ignores as he turns his head to look out the window.
What’s got his knickers in a bunch?
Notes
Sooo, I kinda loved writing this chapter. I don't know why. Also, I completely made that bar up...can you tell? But seriously, I feel like that would be kinda awesome if it were real.PLEASE no one get mad at me for Zayn's part! Remember, this is a Harry Styles Fanfiction. And I fully plan on including Perrie in this story. There's a method to my madness, you're just going to have to wait and see! :)
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