Just A Little Bit

The night was still young and Zayn- surprisingly- has invited everyone over to his house for some popcorn and movies. So unlike him. I was riding with Calum and Elizabeth, my hand hanging loosely from Calum's. The car ride was serene and enjoyable.

We parked outside the house and it suddenly dawned on me that I was going back to school tomorrow, not knowing anyone in any of my classes. Fuck. At least next year I was graduating. A whole year.

Elizabeth clambered out of the back while Calum and I stayed in the front. I felt the tension and wondered why it was there. Calum and I usually never had to deal with this.

"Um," He started, his voice cracking. I bit my lip and giggled and his eyes were on me, a soft blush covering his features. He cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck. Aw. "Uh, did you- maybe- I don't know... Wanna be my girlfriend?"

Wait, hold up. Slam on the fucking brakes. Did Calum Hood just ask me to be his fucking girlfriend? Hell yes he did and I think I'm going to say yes. I wasn't even thinking about Zayn, which was actually rude of me but I was thinking about the long run. I could see Calum and I dating for a couple years.

The word slipped out before I could hold them back. "Yes."

A fucking grin spread over his features and I couldn't help but smile as well. This means no more Zayn. No more fucking him. But perhaps Calum fucks just as good, or better. Damn I feel like a slut. Whatever, I'm happy now. Calum seems like the type that would want to cuddle and take me out and try to be romantic. He was easy-going and surprisingly, fresh.

He ran over to the passenger side of the door, helping me out and gently as he could. We linked our fingers together and strode right into the house. A feelings of contentment bubbled around me at having Calum as a boyfriend. I could say I was taken. No longer for the market. He could call me his girlfriend, his girl, babe, baby... Damn I'm over thinking this. It's only been three minutes.

Our groups already had pillows and blankets spread out over the vast living room and Kevin was pressing random buttons on the remote trying to figure out how to work it.

"What are we watching?" I asked, plopping on a comfortable pillow and having Calum disconnect our hands only to sit close. Kevin glanced back at us, smirking and winking once. Calum and I shared a look before I flipped Kevin off. He laughed. Where was Zayn?

"Silence of the Lambs." Chris helped me out, leaning closer to Maddy and kissing her quickly on the lips. I shuddered. I've only seen the movie once but its as freaky as hell and gives me the creeps every time Hannibal comes on the screen. Which is quite a lot.

"The fuck. Why this movie?" I said, trying to sound a little braver than I felt.

"Because I like it, that's why." Kevin said, finding the correct button and the screen popped up with Hannibal's face. I screamed a little. All eyes found me. I blushed scarlet, scooting impossibly closer to Calum. I'm a scaredy cat for creepy ass movies like this. I can do violence but this... No thank you.

Calum's phone buzzed and he frowned, pulling it out of his pocket and looking at the text. His frown deepened. I reached for his arm but he pulled away before I could comfort him. I don't think he meant to do it on purpose but excuse me I'm your girlfriend now and I can touch your damn arm. He stood, all long legged and beautiful.

"Boys," He called, still staring at his phone. Ashton, Michael, and Luke all looked up at him like they were obedient dogs. The fuck. "We need to go," He met their eyes, voice taunt and stoic. "Now." They stood, one by one, like dominoes only the other way around. Does that even make sense? No.

My heart panged. "Wait, where are you going?"

"Something came up." Calum tried, finding my eyes before looking away almost immediately. I frowned. "Oh, okay." I trust him enough. If he wanted to tell me, he would. I think. He doesn't tell me a lot about himself besides the simple facts. But he was a nice guy and as our relationship grows I'm sure we'll learn more about each other. No secrets. Hopefully.

They were gone in under two minutes and I was left with a cold blanket pulled over me. About to watch a freaky ass show. Kevin pressed start and back up to lean against the wall. I kept my eyes on the screen. I guess the beginning of the show was alright. It was when she went to talk with that fucker...

The show continued on, my mind spinning and waiting. I thought of Calum and how he left without so much as an explanation. Maybe he'd say something later. Perhaps he was hiding something that's important. Whatever. As long as its not gangster crap or killing people stuff.

The main chick in the show entered the asylum, walking down the hall to Hannibal. I froze. Fuck. Fuck.

"Aye!"

"Fuck it!" I shouted. Zayn's blonde and muscular friend stood in the doorway. None of them had their shirts on and were staring at the screen.

I jumped out.

"I can't watch this movie. I'm going home." I said, frazzeled. My poor heart was pounding away at my sore ribs. I think I'm going to faint. Kevin waved me away, obviously not listening to anything but the movie. I took a deep breath, passing the two guys in the doorway and heading to the kitchen.

Is it weird that I've been here three- now four- times and haven't been to Calum's place once? No, I've been here mostly because there was a party. And when I fucked Zayn.

We didn't fuck. We made love. I remember that night so clearly, even if I was a little sober and had too much to drink. Zayn's sweaty body above me, his eyes screwed so tight, basking in his pleasure just as I was. He was so beautiful. So angelic. It was such a contrast to last night. The hard rough fucking. I couldn't see him then but the angry sex was so much different.

Where was Zayn?

"Are you looking for something?"

I turned, seeing Louis without a shirt on. I frowned. Why did nobody have shirts on? It was distracting. They all had very nice bodies.

Our eyes met and he smirked like he was reading my mind. I shook my head. "Maybe a water?"

"There's some in the fridge." He said, nodding to the metallic looking thing in the middle of the room. I went over, opening it up and finding two stacks of water bottles, among other necessities. I shut the door too harshly.

I wasn't expecting Louis to be there when I turned around but he was and his startling blue eyes caused me to jump in the air. What was it with me tonight? He smirked before his face fell serious. I wriggled under his intense stare, sitting on a bar stool across from him.

"Do you like Zayn?"

"What?" That was unexpected. Louis rolled his eyes and waved my confusion away, repeating his question. I searched for the correct words.

"I know you two have fucked. Maybe more than once. Which concerns me."

"Why would it concern you? Zayn's sex life doesn't involve you."

Louis rolled his eyes, leaning closer across the counter. "Zayn has a very strict way of sleeping with people."

"It's his business."

"You wouldn't understand. Now. Do you like Zayn?"

"He's a good guy, I guess..."

"Fuck you. He's fucked you more than once and then buys you a fucking car. That doesn't happen with him. Oh, and he also takes you out, and then gets mad when you go out with another guy! That's not like Zayn at all."

I gaped at his rant. It's almost like he wanted Zayn to have a bad reputation. "Maybe you don't know the real Zayn." I said quietly. Louis smirked, leaning even closer. His mouth was inches away from mine and although he would usually cause a shaky reaction from me, I disliked him greatly at this moment. He was bashing Zayn and I's relationship. Even though we were just friends...

"I know that Zayn doesn't like girls like you. No, wait," He paused, eyes drilling holes deep into mine. "I know Zayn doesn't date girls at all. He doesn't want a girlfriend. He's not like that."

My breaths came out ragged and leaned away triumphant.

"Stay away from him, got it?"

"You can't tell me what to do."

"You're dating Calum now, right?"

My eyes narrowed. "How do you know about that?"

He shrugged, looking down at his hands. I scowled at him.

"Good guess. So now that you're dating somebody-" He puckered his lips and frowned at the word 'date'. I waited for him to continue. I felt like the rest of my life depended on his next few words. And it might.

"You shouldn't be around other males like Zayn. Everyone's aware of his reputation- even Calum. He wouldn't want you around him. So I'll take you home and I don't want to see your fucking face around here again. Clear?"

I felt like my head has just been banged against the wall a couple times. Louis just used me dating someone as an excuse not to see Zayn. Fuck I'm so confused right now.

"Clear." I replied back. Louis smirked again, grabbing my water bottle from me.

"Now come on. I'll take you home."

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