Holy shit!
That couldn't be real, there wasn't anyone, only me lying on the bed in an empty hotel room.
I was deeply disturbed, I could've sworn with my life that I heard them for certain.
My heart rate fastened, pounding out of my chest, making me anxious and horrified.
Some kind of cold, unpleasant sweat overwhelmed my body, causing me to shiver. Realising that I wouldn't get anywhere by just lying on the bed, I reckoned that going out of the room would be a great start.
I stumbled out of the bed with the speed of a light, trying to stay focused and calm.
But little did I know that my legs would fail me, it felt as I never walked into my life, and even in my head everything was swaying.
I stood straight, my hands supporting and balancing my temple on the wall, and I held on like that for a few minutes, so my legs and head could adapt to that position.
Finally, I tried walking around in the room and when it all seemed to be fine, I went out in the hall.
Closing the door behind me, I was surprised by the environment. It didn't look like the hotel I'd previously been, at all, and I didn't know which room was whose in this new one.
How the heck I would find the lads, and why I didn't remember that part when we moved to the other country.
Everything was so mysterious and I had to find out soon what, or I was going to flip.
I went back and forth in the hall, confusingly sighting around, not knowing where to go or which room to enter.
The one I had been in, must have been Harry's and mine, so I guessed on that side were the lads rooms either.
As I went down in the hall, nearer to the room where I had been in the first place, the sound of the door being opened, yanked me out of my thoughts.
-Hey, what are you doing out of your room?
Zayn spoke behind me, literally brining the life back to my body.
I closed my eyes happily, my lungs and brain relaxed, somehow I suddenly felt fresh and new.

-Zayn!?
I turned around and stunningly handsome Zayn was standing in the middle of the hall, glancing at me.
Wait!!
My head alerted me instantly as the memory of the last day spent with Zayn was reliving in my head, brining some things that I had planned to forget.
My features became blunt and all the happiness drained out. Zayn walked towards me, carrying something in his hands all the time, with a bottle of water along in his other hand. I tilted my head up, gazing into his warm brown eyes.
He flicked his tongue along his lower lip, sucking it in afterwards. Such a great distraction for such a lost girl.
I let out a heavy scoff, and diverted my eyes on my hands again.
-What baby girl?
Zayn hummed, his voice low and soothing, just right for my ears.
Even I didn't exactly know what was wrong, how I was then supposed to answer his question. I managed to shake my head, not raising it up to look at him, and I wasn't sure whether it was because I didn't want or didn't dare.
-Well, I've just come to bring you this pill, it will cheer you up.
He uttered and handed me one pill with a bottle of water along.
The pill appeared familiar to me, and I put such an effort to remember from where, since I was sure I must have seen it before.
Right!
It clicked in my head, green-purple pill, just like the one on the yacht.
-Are you sure?
Eventually I asked, out of curiosity, cause it may not have the same effect.
-This one is just like the one we both took on the yacht, right?
My yaw all of a sudden seemed to get stiffened a bit, as I couldn't move it just the way I used to, my words were coming out a bit slower, or it was just me inventing things.
Zayn's features frowned, one eyebrow raised in a question, appearing a bit ridiculous. That couldn't be real, he acted as if I was blabbing to myself, the words I said seemed nothing to him. His coquettish smile was shown again on, he shook his head once and handed me the bill. -Don't bother your pretty head with unimportant things. I would never give you something that was harmful for you, baby girl.
He persuaded me, opening the bottle as I held the pill in my hand. Zayn picked my chin in his hand, raising my head to look up at him. Our glances met, and we stared at each other for a while.
-Just like I told you before, I love you, and you have to trust me.
He declared, his tone steady and calm, his lips strikingly moving, messing and twisting with my head. I was warped under his spell, no matter if I disagreed I would always obey him. Unwillingly I swallowed the pill, drinking some extra water afterwards, praying that it wouldn't have the same effect, that everything would be great and fine.
-You see, now we're gonna have some fun, but first I have to accomplish something.
He noted, nearing closer to my face and he placed one soft, sweet peck on my water-wet lips. That utterly baffled me, we were in the middle of the hotel hall and he kissed me.
I couldn't put my finger on what was happening, why everything was so different, even me, even the light that was somehow darker.
-Zayn someone could’ve seen us.
I rumbled, when the feeling of lack of the energy jerked my body.
My voice lower than a whisper, but I could've told that Zayn managed to get my point. He pulled me into his arms, tenderly stroking my hair.
-Hey, Zayn!
Liam opened the opposite door and leaned himself against the door’s frame, peering at two of us hugging each other.
My hands immediately dropped off Zayn and I blushed intensively not daring to look at Liam. He could’ve gone straight to Harry and tell him what he had seen no matter what we did wasn't anything big.
But instead Liam just laughed mockingly, apparently glaring at Zayn.
-Hey Lee, would you please distract her for a while? I'll be back soon.
Zayn inquired while resting his hands on my shoulders, massaging them just slightly.
My head popped up, he got me amazingly surprised, why Liam had to distract me.
At that moment it started, at first like a dull pain, and then switched into the amounts of odd feelings stirring inside me-the pill was activated. Everything became funny and amusing, and the eccentric need for a man to please me was revealed.
Liam nodded approvingly, taking me by my hand. I was recklessly staring at his lips, my wetness increasing within every minute down there.
I gripped Liam's hand firmly, when he closed the door behind us, and he lustful glimpsed at me, nearing his face closer and closer to mine.
Unconsciously my lips were lightly agape, obviously hankering for him to kiss me. Our looks attached together, breathing shallow and loud, I didn't know how I managed not to jump on him and beg for a quick fuck.
The door prevented me from going any further backwards, since I crashed into them with my back, and right then Liam took it in his advantage and linked our lips together.

What the hell am I doing?

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