31 Days.. (a zayn malik fanfiction)

chapter 22-b***c is back

CHAPTER 22: BITCH IS BACK
“Babe! Where have you been all night?” Danielle asked as she nudged El, “Snuck off with Zayn, have we?” they both giggled expecting a juicy story about a quick make out sesh somewhere away from the party. I really wish that was the actual story.
“You guys are so cute together, I could honestly just watch you both all day!” El cheered,
“Behind the bushes with binoculars, right?” Danielle joked stepping away from El avoiding being pinched,
As we laughed together a wave of relief flowed through me because of the fact that these two girls were now in my life. Their personalities shone through and could instantly put me in a brighter mood, making me forget how annoyed I was at Zayn for drinking more than a normal person would consider normal. 
“No, nothing like that!” I went on, “Oh I’m sure!” Danielle giggled interrupting. I opened my mouth in shock and lightly slapped her arm, “No!” I laughed, “Seriously, I’ve just been trying to make a good impression on the boys’ friends. There’s so many!”
I looked around the room and the apartment was now filled with new happy faces and hands full of alcohol, mouths chattering away. I hadn’t realised just how full the room was now getting as each couple of minutes went by.
“Oh hun, just be yourself! That’s more than enough to be impressed by.” El smiled. I looked across the room spotting Zayn drinking another beer, starting up hateful thoughts inside of me again. I rolled my eyes and caught a glimpse of Josh gazing at me with that half smile that would effortlessly set me off. I smiled to myself guiltily and focused back on El. “Me and Danielle fell in love with you in a second of meeting you!”she brought Danielle and I together with her arms, “We’re the three musketeers!” she laughed,
I smiled warm heartedly loving how quickly I found a friend in both of them. I could already picture it now. Shopping dates and endless romcom movie marathons, giggling over the silliest things and ditching the boys to be together. 
“Who’s that? I haven’t seen her before!” Danielle gasped stepping back from our group circle,
El’s eyes widened, “Is that a skirt or a crop top wrapped around her legs?”
I frowned and quickly looked to where they both were staring and immediately spotted the pile of trash that I had slammed the door on earlier. The bitch had been let in, and there was no way that I was going to welcome her with open arms. 
“I’ll be right back girls,” I announced walking straight on over to the bleached blonde head who was wrapping her finger around the tips of her hair, flirting with my boyfriend,
“What is she doing here?” I asked Zayn ignoring her presence, 
Zayn’s eyes showed he was well gone. The alcohol took away any kind of sense he had inside of him. You could tell he was empty, but full of booze. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and closed his eyes resting his head onto mine. I looked down at his hand that was gripping yet another empty bottle of beer.
“Zayn, who is she?” she asked poking her tongue to the side of her cheek judging me from head to toe with her eyes, 
“WHO AM I?” I shouted, “I’M HIS GIRLFRIEND.” 
There was no way I would have any sort of patience for this girl. I didn’t care if I didn’t know her personally. She could be the sweetest girl for all I know, but I didn’t care, I officially decided I hated her guts a long time ago.
“His girlfriend?” she scoffed, “Oh Zayn honey, you could do so much better.”
Her caked up face smiled a cocky grin as she stood there chewing her piece of gum like the cow she was. Zayn’s head perked off mine, eyes widening as he tried to stable himself. The only thing he could manage to let out was a smirk. 
“HA! So much better? What? Like someone like you? Please.” I rolled my eyes, 
She stared, eyes shooting at me with daggers, “Honey, I eat girls like you for breakfast.”
“I wouldn’t doubt that.” I said looking at her stomach that was practically overflowing from her sad excuse of a ‘skirt’,
Her facial expression was surprised but soon changed to an evil grin as she placed her finger on her chin, “Let me guess.. you’re Holly.”
“Wow! Good guess! You win a ticket to get the hell out of this apartment and leave us alone!” I spat,
She smirked, “So….Holly,” stepping closer, “what did you end up doing waiting all those long and lonely, lonely hours that Zayn was with me?” she reached for Zayn’s hair and began to run her fingers through it smiling at me, 
I grabbed her wrist and threw it down, “Don’t touch him.” I warned,
“Aww,” she pouted her lips, “I’d feel intimidated too if I were you. I mean, Zayn would choose me over you any day.” she put her hand on her hip and smiled, “We have a lot of fun together.” she looked at Zayn, “Don’t we Zayn?”
“JUST FUCK OFF!” I screamed not being able to control the anger bursting inside of me, “JUST GET THE FUCK OUT.”
My yells brought the attention of everyone else, as they hurriedly walked closer to us trying to get a closer look of the situation. I didn’t care that I was making a scene, or what the boys’ friends were going to think of me now. That was the very last thing on my mind.
“Zayn what is wrong with you!? Say something!” I urged pushing him a little,
He blinked slowly. It was clear he had no control over his body let alone his brain to even defend me. “Holly just chill hey, we’re here to party.”he said as he kissed me on the forehead,
“Yeah, Holly, just chill.” her bright pink lips with a truckload of gloss smirked once again,
I clenched my fists trying to keep myself together but her whole existence just made me cringe and want to throw her off the balcony. I wanted to be the ‘bigger man’ but she knew how to push my buttons within just minutes of meeting me and if she wanted to have this battle, I’d gladly say bring it on. It was only going to take one more snide comment from her to make me explode. 
“Holly are you okay? Who is this girl?” Danielle asked grabbing my arm, 
“Hey! You better not be messing with our girl.” El said stepping closer to her, eyeing her down,
“Aww look! You have you’re own little posse to defend you.” she flicked her hand, “Too bad it isn’t you’re boyfriend whose doing it for you.” she laughed,
And there it was. It was the last little smart ass remark I could take. I was at the peak of my anger and there was no way I was going to hold back this time. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS APARTMENT NOW YOU LITTLE SKANK!” I charged at her, grabbing her hair and pulling as hard as I could as she squealed,
The crowd around us doubled as gasps filled in the air. I let the anger control me as I became this crazy person pushing her to the ground, ripping out her hair. 
Lou quickly lunged at me, wrapping his arms around my whole body pulling me off her as I kicked and screamed, “PUT ME DOWN LOU!” I yelled, but he didn’t budge.
I squirmed about as best as I could but he just wouldn’t let me free. “Holly calm down, please. Just calm down.” he whispered in my ear, “You’re better than this.”
I let out a pathetic squeak from defeat and pulled up my leg grabbing my heel and ditching it at her, hoping to land her head. “NO ONE WANTS YOU HERE!!!!” I yelled one last time and gave up, letting Lou take me away with a handful of her dirty hair extensions in my hand, 
Lou brought me to the start of the stairs and I squirmed in his arms again, “Lou. Put me down, I’m okay. I’ll walk up.” 
He nodded and let go as we began to walk side by side upstairs. My heart rate was still racing and my body felt weak from the aftermath of losing all control of myself through anger. I glanced on over to the party one last time, seeing everyone chattering away, exchanging what they think happened and what had been said. I sighed knowing I made a complete fool of myself and looked over to Zayn to see how he was dealing with all of this. I hadn’t even heard or seen him do anything during the fight. 
When I finally spotted him, all I could see was the bitch flirting with him again as if nothing happened and yet here I was dealing with it all emotionally. The anger was no longer inside of me so I didn’t bother going back down to start round 2 with her. I was no longer angered, but hurt. 
*** Josh’s POV ***
I stared at her as she walked upstairs with Louis after the fight she had with Anna. I could see it in her eyes that she was beyond disappointed and on the verge of crying. I shouldn’t have cared, but I did. A lot. I wanted to run upstairs and comfort her and tell her everything was going to be okay, but I knew my boundaries. That would be wrong. But there wasn’t one bit inside of me that wished hard that I could. 
Even though Zayn was being less than she deserved, didn’t mean I could just go and save the day and make my move. I knew she loved him and despite his poor effort in showing it tonight, I knew he loved her too. And so did I. I don’t know how it happened, or how I even got to this point of feeling. But it’s there. They say love comes unexpectedly, and ‘they’ hadn’t been any more right than that. But the right thing to do now was to sort things out behind the scenes, even though it wasn’t my business. But I wanted her to be happy, even if it wasn’t with me. 
“Bro,” I said tapping Zayn’s shoulder,
“Heeeey! Josh ma man!” he replied grabbing me for a hug,
“Don’t you think you should go see if Holly’s okay? She looked really upset..” I tried to keep my voice down so no one else could hear,
“Nah she’ll be fine. She’s a good girl. I love her you know.” he laughed,
“Yeah but you love me more!” Anna giggled, grabbing Zayn’s hand and holding it tight,
I stepped in front of him, blocking off Anna and looked at him more seriously, “Zayn. Seriously man, go and talk to her.”
His chilled face was now crinkled from the frown on his eyebrows. That scared me a little. I had seen Zayn drunk many times before and he was always an aggressive one if you pushed him a little over the edge. Or just in general. And it seemed I did just the trick, “Don’t tell me what to do!”he snarled,
“Bro, I’m just trying to help okay? I don’t want to piss you off, I’m just looking out for the both of you.” I put my hands on his shoulders trying to calm him down but he quickly shoved them off,
“Yeah fuck off you are! You just want her to yourself. I know about that little move you pulled on her!” his voice started to get louder, “I know everything! And I don’t appreciate you trying to hit on my girlfriend!”
His sudden outburst surprised me and I tried to keep my cool knowing he was only like this because he was drunk, “I know, and I’m sorry! But I didn’t even know she was your girlfriend.”
“You’re such a dirty player Josh.” he scoffed ignoring my explanation, “People think you’re such a good guy but then you’re off trying to snog other people’s girlfriends behind their back.”
I really didn’t deserve that one. “Yeah? Well weren’t you with Anna that night? When you were meant to be with her? The only reason I met her that night was because she was trying to forget about YOU.”
His eyes filled up with anger, knowing I was right as his thick eyebrows furrowed. The only thing I could remember last was Zayn’s hard fist smashing right through my jaw. 
*** Louis’ POV ***
I opened the door to my room and let her go in first. She was very quiet and the look on her face was plain blank. I knew it was because there was too much emotions circling around inside of her to bother to pick one. 
She sat down on my bed and sighed as I stood across her folding my arms. 
“What just happened?” she asked as her eyes drooped with sadness,
“Well,” I put my hands on my hips, “You just had a cat fight.”
“Louuu!” she whined as I laughed,
“Aw love, come ere’” I said hugging her tight,
She rested her head on my shoulder and began to sniffle, “It’ll be alright, it always is.” I reassured her,
She sniffled again, “Why did he do that?” she asked softly with a quiver in her voice,
“Do what, love?”
“Why didn’t he defend me? She was ripping out on me back there. And he just stood there.” she sat back and hid her face behind her hands,“Who the hell is she anyway?”
I stared down at my best friend who was in pain. It killed me to see her like this. If there was anyone who deserved to be hurt the way she was right now, it was definitely not her. I had never met someone so selfless, vibrant and full of life like her before. 
I let out a sigh and bit my lip contemplating whether it was the right time to tell her. But I knew very well that it was. She had to know. 
“Holly, I think it’s time I tell you about that weekend..”