There's No Such Thing As Too Young

*Zayn's POV*

"Please come with me, babe." I groaned, tugging on her ankle.

"I really don't feel very well, Zayn." She protested, curling further into the earm blankets of the bed.

Tonight was the night that we had been invited to Little Mix's party, Drella was on her period and refusing to come.

"But you said you were coming the other day!" I exclaimed, climbing onto the bed and laying behind her.

I pulled on her waist, pulling her back to my chest so I could comfortably spoon her.

"That's because I didn't realize I was going to come on this morning." She said softly, playing with my fingers as she also stroked Dimi's fur, who was curled up next to her head.

"Maybe coming out will make you feel better." I suggested, nuzzling behind her ear.

"I feel like shit, Zayn. I feel like I could throw up at any moment and I have the worst headache in the world, not to mention the cramps." She sighed.

"Please, Drella. I'll do anything you want me to for a whole week!"

"I can get you to do anything I want anyway, so no, I don't feel very well and I'm going to punch you if you ask one more time!" She snapped, closing her eyes.

I immediately shut up, deciding not to push my luck as Drella seemed to turn into the incredible Hulk when she was on her period.

I removed myself from bed after glancing at the clock, seeing it was 7pm.

Louis was coming to get me at 8pm, we were meeting the rest of the guys at the party.

I walked into our closet, which was now filled with all my clothes and Drella's.

I pondered about what to wear, deciding that a black shirt, black jeans and my usual snapback would suffice, it was only a casual bash anyway.

I placed the clothes on the bed by Drella's feet and started stripping off my sweatpants and hoodie.

When I was left in my boxers I looked at Drella who was peering at me slyly.

"I thought you weren't very well." I smirked, pulling my skinny jeans on and buckling my belt up.

"Get lost." Drella mumbled, rolling her eyes and covering her face with a pillow.

"You're a ray of sunshine today, angel." I chuckled, shrugging my shirt on and buttoning it up, also shoving my snapback on my head.

I stretched my arms out, making the shirt fall right and then I sprayed myself with some cologne.

I crawled back into bed behind Drella, turning her around to face me.

She blew her hair out of her face and pressed her hands to my cheeks, patting them.

I laughed and grabbed her hands, bringing her on top of me.

She rested on my chest, breathing softly into my neck.

"How are you feeling now?"

I rubbed her back gently, hoping to ease some of the pain she was experiencing.

"Tired." She mumbled sleepily, inhaling my scent.

"You gonna get some sleep while I'm out?" I asked, grabbing the TV remote from the bedside table and flicking the television on.

"Mm." She hummed, curling up on me.

"Don't sleep for too long, you won't sleep tonight then."

Drella didn't respond, only turned her head to watch the TV.

We sat in a comfortable silence, with her watching the TV and me scrolling through my social media sites.

At around 8pm, there was a honk outside, signaling that Louis was here.

I sighed and locked my phone, trying to move Drella.

She made a noise of protest and held onto me tighter.

"Want me to stay here?" I asked with a grin, kissing her hair.

She nodded against my chest.

"Okay, I'll just stay here and annoy you then." I shrugged.

Almost immediately Drella removed herself from me and pushed me off the bed, to the floor.

"Disappear."

"Ow!" I laughed as I stood up, brushing myself off.

Drella giggled at me.

I leaned down over her and pressed my lips against hers, just relishing in her touch before Louis honked his horn for the second time.

I pulled away and pecked her forehead.

"I won't be home too late, I've got my phone on me if you need me and there's some Advil in the cupboard downstairs. Are you going to be okay?" I panicked, shoving my phone, cigarettes, lighter and wallet into my pockets.

"Yeah, don't let Louis drink and drive though." She ordered, I nodded.

"I'll see you later, baby!" I called, rushing out the bedroom door after blowing her a kiss.

I hurried to shove my vans on and I patted my pockets for the last time before leaving the house and getting in Louis's car.

"You take ages to get ready, I've been waiting forever." Louis complained, backing out of the driveway.

"I had to sort Drella out, and shut the hell up, you were only out here for a few minutes!" I scoffed.

"Being a bad girl, was she?" He grinned.

"Nope, she's on her period."

"Gross." Louis gagged, flicking the radio on as he shuddered.

I guffawed loudly.

"I've got a bone to pick with you actually." Louis stated, glancing at me from the corner of his eye.

"What?" I wondered, adjusting my hat.

"Why was I the last One to find out about your engagement? I thought we were best friends!"

"Technically Liam was the last to find out, you liked the picture on Instagram before he commented on it."

"Nice try." He scoffed.

"I didn't realize we were girls! Speaking of which, do you know what I found out the other day?"

"What?" He asked.

"Did you know that Drella and Emily tell each other everything? Like, even the weird stuff..." I trailed off, hoping he'd get what I was saying.

"What?!" He asked, completely horrified.

"Exactly! That's what I was like!"

"No way! Did she mention anything about chocolate?" He wondered, his eyes wide and mouth slightly open.

"No? Chocolate? What about it?" I questioned.

"Erm, nothing."

"Okay...did Emily mention anything about the-"

"The thong incident? Oh yeah, everyone knows but they're too creeped out to say anything to you." Louis shrugged, cutting me off.

Dammit.

"Shall we end this conversation here?" I asked, just as we pulled onto the street.

Louis nodded eagerly, parking in a free space amongst the cars that were already lined up.

Louis locked up his car and we made our way up to the large house that was lit up and bustling with people who had migrated outside.

I think everyone had a drink in their hand and I almost felt bad that Louis had to drive.

Louis and I were lost among the large crowd as soon as we stepped into the house.

Louis disappeared to go hunt for the guys, while I looked for the party hosts, Little Mix.

They was in the living room, talking to a group of girls who I couldn't deem 'pretty'.

Well, not as beautiful as my Drella.

"Zayn!" All four girls called out as soon as they spotted me approaching.

The girls giggled as they saw all of them hug me, and I even noticed One adjust her dress so her cleavage became more prominent.

Wow, lack of self-respect much.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, and instead greeted Jesy, Jade, Leigh Anne, and Perrie.

"How have you been, ladies?" I asked, a large smile on my face.

"Busy! Business as usual! I heard you're getting married, Harry just told us, don't know where he's gone though, Liam and Niall dragged him off." Jesy grinned, her reddish hair shining in the light .

"Yeah, Jesy. I finally popped the question to Drella. I love her." I chuckled, hearing the girls sigh and walk away with their heads drooped.

"Where is she?" Perrie wondered, grabbing Two bottles of beer from the table beside us.

"She's ill, I tried to get her to come, but you know what women are like." I laughed, taking a swig of the bitter liquid.

I could tell it was cheap, and I knew why, it was easier to buy cheap beer in bulk.

"I heard that she's young."

"Erm, yeah, who told you?" I frowned.

"Harry, he told us as soon as he said that you two were tying the knot."

"Oh."

"Don't worry about it though, Zayn. You love each other, that's all that matters!" Perrie reassured me, patting my shoulder.

I sighed and nodded, rubbing my finger across the top of my beer bottle.

"I'll catch up with you later, Zayn." They all spoke, I smiled and watched as they walked away, leaving me alone and surrounded by a lot of people I didn't even know.

"Hey, handsome." A voice spoke in my ear, making me jump.

I almost spilt my beer as I turned to look at the petite blonde at my side.

"Erm, hey." I muttered, not at all interested.

"Do you want another beer?" She asked.

"No, I'm good."

"You know, I think you're very good looking to be here alone." She said, running her fake acrylic nails down my arm.

I pushed her hand away, shivering in disgust.

What was with women these days?!

"I'm not alone, my friends are here."

"No girlfriend?" She smirked, eyeing me up.

"My Fiancé is at home." I informed her, making sure to over pronounce my words.

"Oh." Her face dropped.

"I need to go and find my friends, nice talking to you." I lied, rushing off and pushing my way through the crowd.

I searched the hall and made my way into the kitchen.

I only found Niall, Louis and Liam in there, Harry was probably talking to a girl somewhere.

Niall was leaning against the counter and sipping from a red cup, how cliché.

"Louis, I've got something for you." Louis motioned me over, reaching into his pocket and pulling a joint out.

"Who gave you this?" I wondered, taking the joint and tucking it behind my ear.

"Some guy who said he knew you." Louis shrugged, glaring into his cup of soda.

I felt bad because I knew he liked a drink, but he had to drive us home.

"Well, I'm popping out to smoke this." I announced.

"Drella's going to kill you if she finds out." Niall sang, looking at me pointedly.

I rolled my eyes, opening the back door and stepping out into the brisk night.

Nobody else was out here, so I was alone.

I took my lighter from my pocket and sparked up the joint, placing my beer bottle on the ground.

I inhaled the smoke, breathing it in and blowing it back out.

I gazed at the stars and continued to smoke my joint, listening to the sound of the crickets chirping away.

In all honesty I was just really bored without Drella by my side.

She's my partner in crime.

I finished the joint all too soon and almost immediately started craving some nerds.

I chucked away the butt and the beer and made my way back inside.

The guys had now been joined by Harry and a fairly attractive brunette.

"This is Lilith." He introduced her, she smiled warmly at us all.

"I'm Niall."

"I'm Louis."

“I’m Liam.”

"I'm Zayn." I added, waving softly.

We all talked amongst ourselves for a little while and we soon discovered that Lilith and Harry had met before, she actually worked at the guitar shop in town and was very good friends with Perrie, Jesy, Jade, and Leigh Anne.

Thinking about it, I'd noticed how he'd been going to that shop a lot recently.

"So, have you two been seeing each other long?" Liam teased, Harry motioned for him to shut up.

"Erm, we're just friends." She blushed.

Lilith nodded in agreement and placed a hand on her hip.

"You look like more than friends to me." I smirked at Harry, who was also blushing.

"Zayn!" He hissed.

"Don't be embarrassed, bro!" I laughed, feeling the effects of the weed kicking in.

"Oh my god." He mumbled, face palming himself.

Lilith laughed and pulled his hand from his face.

"You know, you should come out with us tomorrow, Lilith." I told her, grinning wider when I saw Harry's eyes widen.

"Really?" She asked nervously, pulling on the hem of her top.

"Yeah, you and Harry should double date with my Fiancé and me."

Harry glared at me while Niall, Liam, and Louis watched in amusement.

"Ignore him, he's baked." Harry told her.

"Oh." She frowned.

"I may be high, but what I'm saying is true. Come over to mine and Drella's place tomorrow afternoon, at around Two, we can all hang out and chill for a bit." I told them, Lilith looked at Harry shyly.

"Fine, okay." He decided, wrapping his arm tightly around her waist.

I clapped happily.


"Take him home, Lou. He's going to get a bollocking from Drella when she sees him." Liam chuckled, watching me giggle to myself.

Damn, that was some good weed.

"Anyone got any nerds?" I asked.

"No." Harry answered and I pouted dramatically.

"Come on, dude." Louis laughed, pushing me forward.

I waved and smiled widely at everyone as we left.

I heaved myself into Louis's car, my body feeling heavy from the weed.

"Wow! Look at the time, it's gone so quickly!" I gasped, looking at the small screen on the dashboard that projected the time and temperature, it was already 11:30pm.

I hummed loudly to myself all the way home, causing Louis to groan in annoyance.

"I love you, man." I told him, patting his cheek.

"Jesus, that was some strong shit. Go, Drella's probably waiting for you." He laughed, pushing my hand away.

I gasped excitedly, shoving open the car door and slamming it behind me.

I pranced up our driveway, not bothering to wave to Drella as I opened the front door.

I was immediately greeted by Rocky as I kicked my shoes off.

"Hey, big guy!" I exclaimed, rubbing his chops.

He followed me with his tail wagging as I made my way to the living room, where the TV was on quietly and the lights were dimmed down.

Drella was fast asleep on the couch, an arm wrapped around her stomach from where she had been in pain.

I leaned over her and stroked her cheek gently, not wanting to startle her awake.

"Wake up, Smoochie." I cooed, watching her beautiful eyes flutter open.

She yawned as she focused on me.

I helped her stand up and she leaned into me as she woke up fully.

She was all warm and cozy.

"Did you have a good night?"

"It was alright, I wished you were there though." I whispered, brushing her hair back behind her ears.

Drella leaned up to press her lips against mine and as soon as they touched, she pushed me away.

I stumbled in surprise.

"Whoa." I muttered, my head spinning.

"What have you been smoking?" She asked immediately.

Damn, busted!

Niall was right, I shouldn't have smoked!

"Erm, nothing." I lied, avoiding her gaze.

She stood with her hands on her hips, meaning she was getting down to business.

"You smoked weed didn't you?" She accused.

I cracked under her hard stare.

"Okay! Enough of the third degree, I smoked a joint! It's not so bad though, baby!" I defended.

"You know I don't like drugs." She spoke, walking out of the room and up the stairs.

"It was only weed." I sighed, following her and dragging my heavy body along.

"I don't care! I told you on our first date that I don't condone drugs, weed included."

"Weed isn't really a drug." I tried to negotiate as we stopped in front of our bedroom.

"Is it legal?"

"...No." I sighed.

"Exactly." And with that, she slammed the bedroom door in my face.

I groaned loudly and banged my head against it.

What a way to end the night.

Dammit, Zayn!

Well, looks like I'm sleeping on the couch tonight.

Sigh.

Notes

Damn.
Weed can get you into some serious shit.

My advice to you: Live Straight Edge!