Stuck in the Middle

Clubs and Kisses

Here is chapter 10. It is now finished and I can start writing more chapters (yay) oh and 3500 reads :D I love you guys.

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Chapter Ten

I quickly ducked down and ran back inside. If she saw that I had seen her kissing someone else I would be dead meat. My mind was racing and I didn't know what to do with myself. How could she be kissing somebody else? Who the heck cheats on Zayn Malik? 

I saw Zayn still sitting in the corner surrounded by girls he obviously wasn't interested in. I went over to him and stood awkwardly in front of him until he noticed me and told the other girls to "Bugger off" or something. I sat down and he put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him as he looked me up and down.

"Demi are you okay? You don't look so good." He said, inspecting my face with his chocolate brown eyes.

"I'm fine." I lied. "What about you? Are you okay? How much have you had to drink?" I asked purposely steering the conversation back to him.

"I'll be fine, you don't need to worry about me." He said sighing.

"Okay if you're sure." I said and leant my head onto his shoulder. Like always he smelt amazing and I could have easily fallen asleep.

He looked around before kissing the side of my head and leaning his head against mine. I actually did fall asleep for a little while until he woke me up and asked if I wanted to go back to their hotel. I mumbled a "yes" and he kept his arm around me as we walked towards wherever the boys were.

I heard him tell the boys he was taking me back to the hotel and they all said their goodbyes. Harry kissed me right on the lips and told me he would see me soon. I guessed they were all staying because it was only Zayn who joined me in the taxi. I leant against him again and drifted off to sleep with his head leaning on mine and his arms around me.

We reached the hotel and I woke up with a jolt when the taxi driver slammed on the brakes. Zayn laughed and asked if I was alright.

"Yeah, I just... Was I asleep that whole time?" I asked still in a daze.

"Yeah you were." He replied grinning at me.

"Sorry I've probably ruined your night, everyone else stayed and you had to take the drunk girl back home." I said getting out of the car.

Cameras flashed and very dedicated fans screamed as I got out of the car. I stumbled a little and Zayn came to my side.

"Well not exactly home, you're at the hotel." He said smirking at my reaction to the fans.

They continued to scream and I couldn't even think. I just ran (stumbled) inside and sat down on the nearest couch in the lobby.

Zayn took his time, signing autographs and taking pictures and I watched him from the window. He looked so incredible and I felt like I could have easily been one of the fans waiting outside for a photo. But somehow I was here with him, about to stay the night in One Direction's hotel suite. It just seemed surreal.

He finished with the fans and started to walk towards the hotel. He saw me watching him and he waved with a big cheesy grin on his face. I smiled and waved back before getting up and walking with him to the elevator. I could tell he was still as drunk as I was because we weren't walking very straight.

We made it to the elevator and the doors closed on us. Some of my workmates who were still working looked at me funny, probably wondering why I was at work after hours. I don't think they really knew, or cared, who Zayn was. We stayed well away from each other during the elevator ride. Well mainly it was me keeping my distance from him because I didn't think I could control myself any longer.