Stole My Heart(A Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Chapter 9

---A week later---

"SAM!!!!!!!!" Someone screamed in my ear. I struggled to open my eyes. My head was pounding. I looked around me and saw Caitlin and the boys around me. Where's Zayn? I put my hands to my side to sit up and I felt someone's body, I looked next to me and saw Zayn.... The fuck happened last night?! I made sure I was some type of clothing, I looked down at my body under the blankets, only had my bra and underwear on! Oh god.

"Shut up!" I said throwing my head back on the pillow. They all stopped talking and left the room. But Harry being Harry slammed my bedroom door like a retard. I screamed in pain. I never drank before, I wanted to remember everything that happened last night. Caitlin is only 17 so she can't drink. I'll just ask her when I feel better.

"Well good morning to you too." A muffled voice said from next to me. I looked over to see Zayn awake, stretching. He had no shirt on... God help me. Okay Samantha don't stare, don't stare! What ever you do, don't stare! No matter how hot he is! Look down! Look down! I thought.

"Like what you see love?" He said. Shit.

"Zayn? Did we-" He cut me off.

"No. You were completely out of it, I wouldn't take advantage of you. Also it's not like we're together. We're ju- just friends." He said as he got out of bed.

"I want to be more than friends" I mumbled to my self.

"What?" Zayn asked.

"what?"

"What did you say? I didn't hear you."

"I- I didn't say anything." Shit. He just nodded and started putting his clothes back on. I ran out of the room, yes with no clothes on no blanket nothing. Pretty stupid, but I needed to talk to Caitlin really bad!

"NIALL COVER YOUR EYES!!!!" Liam said covering Niall's eyes. I shot Liam death glares, 'telling' him to shut up. I ran up to Cait and grabbed her wrist running back to her room. I asked her what happened and she told me everything. I mean everything. Even before we went out to the club. She said how Zayn and I were being flirty with each other and how I let him hold my hand after we left the club and before the club, how I got drunk in like the first 20 minutes of being out. How I was dancing with Zayn.. Zayn wasn't that drunk but he was tipsy. Then I told Caitlin about how I thought he heard me saying I want to be more than friends and then here we are.

"Least he didn't take advantage of your drunk ass" Caitlin laughed at me. I was totally embarrassed! From what she told me, it sound's like I was a total slut last night. I feel disgusting! She showed me my outfit as well. It was a short dress that looked like it went down to my mid-thigh, the top half was lace and the bottom half was a dark shade of purple. Where did that come from?

I ran back into my room, closing the door and locking it. I just want to be left alone. How can the boys still look at me the same?! I was a mess last night. I basically did a one night stand with Zayn, their band member! UGH!

KNOCK KNOCK!

"SHH!" I yelled to my door. My head is killing me.

"Fine, guess you don't want medicine." The voice said. I can't even pick up the voice. It feels like I'm still drunk. As much as I didn't want to get up, I needed that medicine like now! I got out of my bed, well tried. My feet got stuck in the covers and I ended up on the floor. The person behind the door must've known, because I heard laughter. I finally got off the floor, my head hurting ten times more.

I opened my door and it was Liam. Of course, the responsible one. I muttered a 'thank-you' and closed the door in his face. I was going to say sorry, but it was going to hurt my head. I took the pills and water and put some pair of shorts and tank top on. I walked out of my room not fixing my hair or putting make-up on.