There's No Such Thing As Too Young

Zayn and I had been 'secretly' dating for three months now, and I say 'secretly' because Emily found out about us when she caught us with our hands all over each other outside my house.

My birthday was in three days, and I was dreading it.

I hated not having my family around, and this was my first birthday without my Grandmother.

"Do you want to get wasted on your birthday?" Emily asked me, as we walked down the street and out of the school gates.

"Yeah, why not? It's not like I have work the next day, so I won't have to worry about having a crappy hangover." I chuckled quietly, inspecting the oil on my arms from my metal work class.

"Yeah, we- Ah!" Emily let out on ear piercing scream, and just as I was about to ask her what was wrong, arms grabbed me from behind, pulling me into the alley way.

Emily was too.

I was surprised nobody noticed what was happening.

Hands were over our mouths, and I got a good look at the person who grabbed her.

They wore a black hoodie with the hood up, black jeans, vans and had a bandanna around the face, and most importantly, some of their tattoos were showing.

Those tattoos belonged to Louis.

I stopped thrashing around when I noticed them, biting down on the hand over my mouth.

"Ow!" The person yelled, letting me go.

"Louis! Zayn! You fucking assholes!" I shouted, reaching back and smacking my foolish boyfriend on the chest.

"Mmmph?" Emily asked, her eyes wide.

Louis laughed and released her, pulling his bandanna off to reveal his face.

“Louis! I hate you!" Emily told him, pushing him against the brick wall.

"I'm sorry, Baby." He whispered, spinning them around and holding her against the wall to kiss her.

Did I mention they were a thing now?

Louis bucked up the courage to do something about his obvious feelings after blabber-mouth told him about catching Zayn and I.

Their relationship was secret too.

Keeping it from the world, and most importantly the band was hard.

Harry supported our friendship, but certainly wouldn't approve of our relationships.

Emily was also hiding it from her family.

It's not like I could blame Harry, the boys were dating teenage girls.

It was illegal.

"I missed you." Zayn mumbled, turning me around and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I'm so mad at you." I scolded, untying his bandanna and pulling it off.

Zayn grinned and ducked down to press a kiss on my lips, moving one hand to the side of my neck to deepen the kiss.

"Aye! Watch it!" Louis warned, stopping us before somebody came and saw.

"Sorry." We both said, blushing.

"What's with the disguises?" Emily wondered, dragging a hand down Louis's chest.

"We finished shooting the end of our new music video today, and thought it would be a good idea to come and meet you after school. It's not like anyone would notice us, and we wanted to scare you." Louis explained, high fiving Zayn.

"You succeeded in scaring us, why can't you both be normal boyfriends?" I sighed, hugging Zayn and breathing in his heavenly scent.

"We're bad boys, Baby. That's not how we roll, we go to the extreme." Zayn laughed, nuzzling against me.

"You can take us home now for being assholes." Emily said, linking hands with her boyfriend.

"Okay." Zayn and Louis made sure their hoods were up and their heads were down as we walked to the car, making sure nobody recognized them, as there were fans at our school.

We decided to go to Zayn's place, which he shared with the rest of the boys.

Luckily he wasn't in.

As soon as we arrived, Louis and Emily disappeared upstairs.

I plopped down on the sofa, and Zayn lay between my legs, burying his face between my boobs.

I laughed, making my body move.

"Do that again!" He said, his voice slightly muffled.

"No!" I laughed, resting my hands on his shoulders.

We lay there for a few minutes, I was idly playing with Zayn's hair.

"Are you tired? Do you want to take a nap?" I asked softly, running my fingers through his hair.

He shook his head, making it look like he was motor boating me.

He laughed when he realized, and I pushed him away playfully.

"You're such a pervert." I mumbled, as he climbed on top of me again.

He bent down and kissed me, running his hands up my sides.

The front door slammed shut, causing Zayn and I to jump away from each other.

Harry was home.

"Hey." He smiled as he walked into the room, looking oblivious to what Zayn and I were doing previously.

"Hey, Bro." Zayn said casually, coughing awkwardly and waving to him.

"I'm going to shower, hey, Drella." He greeted, and I waved back shyly.

Zayn dived on me when Harry was gone.

Harry's words suddenly registered in my head.

I quickly got Zayn off me and stood up, running into the hallway.

"Harry! Wai-" It was too late, and I heard Emily scream upstairs, and Harry quickly ran down the stairs to where I was.

Harry soon joined, knowing exactly what was going on.

Harry's face was red, and I could tell he was majorly pissed off.

Louis and Emily came down the stairs slowly, looking guilty as they avoided Harry's stare.

Emily was holding her shirt around her body, tugging it down to cover her underwear.

Her lipstick was smudged, and there were bruises on her neck.

Louis was shirtless, with Emily's lipstick all over his mouth and chest, leading down to his open jeans.

His hair was also a mess, and he pulled Emily behind him to protect her bare body.

It was pretty clear what they'd been up to.

"What the hell did I just witness?" Harry asked calmly, taking deep breaths as he spoke.

Nobody answered for a while.

"Er, nothing." Louis muttered, staring at the ground.

A giggle escaped my lips and I buried my face in Zayn's arm to hide my laughter.

I could feel Zayn's body shaking too, as he disguised his laughter with a cough.

"You two can both laugh, I saw you through the window!" Harry exclaimed, making us freeze.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Zayn asked.

"I was going to! Believe me! I just chose to ignore it, hoping you were just cuddling!"

"Harry-" I started, but he cut me off.

"Don’t, Drella." He sighed, rubbing his face tiredly.

I bowed my head and Zayn wrapped an arm around my waist.

Harry turned back to Louis and Emily.

"Go get dressed, I want to talk to these pair." Harry told them, and they scurried off embarrassed.

Harry walked into the living room, and we followed.

We all sat down.

"How long has this been going on?" Harry asked.

"Three months." Zayn answered.

"What about Louis and Emily?"

"The same."

"You know this is illegal right? If anyone found out, you and Louis would be in so much trouble. Then, the band will fall apart-" Harry ranted, waving his arms in the air.

"I know, Harry. It's a risk we're willing to take, these girls mean so much to us, it’s unreal." Louis answered, walking into the room with Emily in tow.

"Have you forgotten that we leave for tour in a week?" Harry asked.

Tour?

"Erm, what tour?" I asked, looking at Zayn.

He sighed, and slumped back in his seat.

"We go on tour in a week, Drella." He muttered.

What the hell?

"And you never thought to tell us?" My voice raised, and my chest tightened.

"I was!" He defended, seeing how upset I was getting.

I chose to ignore him.

"I'm going home, are you coming?" I asked Emily, she nodded.

"Babe." Louis sighed, reaching for her hand.

She pulled it away wordlessly and followed me out the door.

Zayn didn't follow, and I'm glad.

"I can't believe they never said anything." I sniffled, wiping my eyes.

"Don’t cry, Drella." Emily told me, wrapping an arm around me and guiding me up the drive when we reached my house.

As soon as we were inside, we got out the stash of alcohol we kept here.

We collapsed onto the mounds of pillows and blankets that we had set out on the living room floor, turning the TV on.

I flicked through the channels, paying more attention to the glass of Sprite and Vodka in my hand.

Was there anything better than drowning your sorrows in alcohol?

"Did you and Louis have sex earlier?" I asked curiously, glancing at Emily who had a glass of straight vodka in her hand.

"Nearly." She answered, shrugging.

"What do we do now?"

"I have no idea." She sighed, tying her hair up.

I knew I didn't want to break up with Zayn, he made me incredibly happy.

I hadn't self-harm in a few weeks because of him, and when I did relapse, he calmed me and soothed me, and didn't once get mad.

I bit my lip.

The doorbell rang, Emily and I looked at each other.

She held her finger to her lips as we heard voices.

"Drella! Open the door, Baby!" I heard Zayn shouted, knocking on the door.

I didn't reply.

"Babe, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about tour! I knew you'd get mad, and I wanted us to have a nice time together before we left." Louis yelled, obviously here for Emily.

"Go away!" She exclaimed, ignoring her boyfriend.

I reluctantly got up, walking over to the window.

I perched on the windowsill, opening the window and gaining the boys attention.

"Drella!" Zayn rushed over to me, resting his hands on my waist.

"I'm mad at you."

Zayn bit his lip.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly, rubbing tiny circles on my waist.

He looked genuinely ashamed, and I couldn't let him suffer.

I scooted as close to him as I could on the windowsill, pulling him closer by his hands.

"I know you are." I replied, brushing his cheek.

"I wanted to tell you, I was just scared. I didn't know how you were gonna react..."

"I would have been fine." I murmured, noticing that Louis had disappeared from the door.

I turned around to see Louis and Emily in a full blow make out session.

I chuckled and cringed.

"At least we get too spend your birthday together, my girl's turning Seventeen!"

"God, you make me feel old."

"I think it's the other way around." Zayn chuckled, making me too.

"The doors unlocked now, come in." I told him, pulling away.

I hopped off the side, shutting the window, throwing a pillow at Louis and Emily.

"Ow!" Emily mumbled, pulling away from Louis to glare at me.

Arms wrapped around my waist from behind, a kiss was pressed to my shoulder.

I leaned back against Zayn, resting my hands over his.

"We've been without you for an hour, and you already cracked open the booze." Zayn said, surveying the open bottles of alcohol on the coffee table.

We all laughed

I couldn't believe he was leaving for tour in One week.

I had no idea what I was going to do with myself.

I just needed to put on a smile, and pretend everything was fine.

Notes

A needed update.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!
I Hope everyone got a Valentine.

My boyfriend went all out for me:)
A bear, roses, balloons, and chocolate covered strawberries.
He's the best! <3

I'm at his soccer game right now as I type this on my iPhone.

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