Zayn Malik's Long Lost Sister (Unedited)

51. Black Diamond

I watched as Liam ate his slice of cheesecake, then finished off half of mine. I wasn't too hungry, it was just amusing to watch him with an unsatisfying hunger. And his lips pouted when he ate.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and decided to call Zayn, though I should've done so a while ago. I turned my back to Liam and slowly began to walk around the suite.

"Marley, where are you?" Zayn quickly answers. The noise from the club was distant which actually startled me.

"I could ask you the same question." I reply, stalling the on-slaughter of words I know will come if Zayn finds out I wasn't even there anymore.

"I'm outside smoking a cigarette. I'm stressing out because I can't find you. Perrie told me to come out here and relax. Are you even inside anymore?" His voice was higher pitched and breathy.

"No, I'm not actually. I'm at a hotel." I answer slowly.

"When- how the hell are you at a hotel?" Zayn asks, frustrated.

"I bumped into Liam at the club and he was really drunk. He reeked of alcohol. I didn't want him to cause a scene and he's only eighteen, he could've gotten into a lot of trouble and it wouldn't look good for the band, now would it?" I sigh. "So I drove him to the nearest hotel."

"Good, I'll come get you. Perrie and I-"

"I promised him that I wouldn't leave tonight." I say quietly.

"Why not put him to bed and come back?"

"Because I gave him my word. I may have been raised by fucked up parents, but they taught me to honor my promises."

Zayn dramatically sighed just as I heard Perrie's voice in the background of the call.

"I couldn't find her," I hear her say, the words getting closer to the receiver of my brothers phone. "I looked in every corner and even the bathrooms."

"Thanks, babe." Zayn says quietly and I hear the suction of his lips in a kiss. "She's with Liam."

"Liam? Isn't he with his parents back in Wolverhampton?" Perrie questions. I stay silent as they talk.

"I thought so, too. But I guess he was here. Marley found him with alcohol on his breath and took him to a hotel so he wouldn't do anything stupid." Zayn sounded more relieved while explaining the situation to Perrie. "She's okay."

"Good." I hear Perrie respond. "Poor thing, you were so worried." She cooed at Zayn.

"You have to make me sound more masculine." Zayn whined quietly. "Marley's on the phone."

"Hi, Marley." Perrie says loudly, giggling. "Your brother and I are glad to know that you're okay. Relieved, actually."

"Thanks." I responded loudly. I sit myself down on the bed in the one room, slouching in my position. I was tired. "Will you guys come here?" I ask Zayn, my voice now back to being somewhat quiet.

"You want us to?" Zayn asks, his voice rising in surprise. "Why? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just don't know how to take care of a drunk friend." I answer.

"Marley, I'm still a bit hungry!" I hear Liam yell from the area of where I left him.

"Then order more food." I call back to him.

"He's hungry?" Zayn asks.

"Yeah, a bit. We just ordered some cheesecake up to the suite and he ate his and the rest of mine."

"When he was drinking, did he mention that his stomach was burning?"

"Yeah, it's why I made him eat something. Now he's kind of gotten himself the munchies." I chuckled as Liam 'ooooh-ed' and asked for a different dessert, changing his mind and asking for the next that looked good; most likely talking on the phone to room services. "He's gonna have a great sugar high."