safety// z.malik

xlv. party

"You excited for the parties?" Zayn questions, sitting down at the table across from me.

"I am, but I'm scared that the girls planned male strippers or something," I sigh, taking a sip of my tea.

"Same with me. I'd prefer if the guys didn't take me to a strip club."

"If they do, you don't have to feel guilty or anything. I get it."

"I don't want some stripper bouncing her ass on me, to be honest. I just want you. I'd prefer if I could just spend the night with you."

"Awe, poor baby," I pout playfully. "What a catastrophe that some girl will give you a lapdance. And then when you come home, I'll be waiting for you too."

He rolls his eyes. "It's like saying you'd love to bounce your ass on some guy for your party."

"I guess I see your point," I breathe, getting out of my chair. I stand behind Zayn, starting to massage his neck, and peppering kisses on his cheeks. "I love you, you know. And I know that if anything were to happen, you love me too. Don't even worry about it."

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At eight, my girls knock on the door, interrupting Zayn and I's cuddle session. He said that the boys aren't coming until nine for him. He comes to the door with me, giving me a quick goodbye, before sending me off to Amy's apartment. Amy, Eleanor, Perrie, Sophia, Tricia and my mum are outside of the door, ready to take me away for the night.

"Aren't you excited?" Amy exclaims, helping me into the passenger side of the van they've rented.

"I don't know if it's excitement, or nerves, but I definitely feel like I want to throw up," I breathe, thinking about the wedding.

It's only a mere week away. I've never been more excited for anything, but I've also never been more scared for anything. This is such a big deal, and I just want everything to go perfect. I don't want to doubt if fate is on our side.

"Hopefully everything will go smoothly," Mum nods.

"I'm excited," Tricia beams. "I've been waiting for someone in our family to get married. I must say, I'm surprised it's not you, Doniya."

"I'm not. Have you even talked to Zayn?" Amy chuckles. "He thinks Sydney hung the moon and all of the stars. He talks about her like she is a literal angel from heaven that came just for him. It makes me throw up. I'd kill Liam if he talked about me like that."

"It's not a bad thing," Perrie cuts in. "I'm glad that they are both happy. I've been in those one-sided relationships, and I'm so happy that they have had it relatively easy from the start."

"Guys, I'm right here," I blush.

"As if you didn't know," Eleanor retorts.

"It's cute, though," Sophia shrugs. "I wouldn't have them any other way."

Sophia was one of the new workers at the daycare. She joined a few months ago, when Brooke left to pursue her dreams as an theatre actress. Brooke got some job offer in New York, that she just couldn't shut down. Sophia and I managed to get close, and now she literally knows everything about everyone in the group.

At Amy's flat, we all pile in, taking spots on the floors and couches, ready for a night of movies, and pizza. I end up between Amy and Tricia, with a bowl of popcorn in my lap.

"What movie first?" El questions, lingering over the DVD collection in Amy's living room.

"Definitely Easy A," Amy calls. "We cannot have a girls' night in without Easy A."

"I definitely agree with that," I nod.

After Easy A, Sophia starts going on about how much she wants cookies-- more specifically, cookie dough.

"We can make just cookie dough, you know?" Amy shrugs. "Let's do it. We can all make cookie dough. Except for Syd. She can sit back and relax, with her tiara. Where is the tiara?"

"Got it," Mum beams, placing it on the top of my head.

"You guys are the best," I chuckle.

The remainder of the night is spent watching movies, eating, and pampering ourselves. We all gossip about relationship problems, and other friends, and talk about everything under the sun. I can't say that this isn't one of the best nights I have ever had.