When no one's watching

Chapter 22

Zayn's pov:

"Don't worry Li, I'll look after you all the time. Nothing bad can happen, I promise."

Liam didn't look 100% convinced but he nodded and smiled at me.
"And I promise that I'll look after you."

I couldn't help but smile fondly as he intertwined our fingers and walked downstairs.

It was 9.30pm and me and Liam were on our way to a party.
It had took the last few days for our friends to convince Liam that he would come with us.
I had promised Liam that I would watch him because he was scared to drink too much and then do something he'd regret.

I was so in thought that I didn't realize that we had arrived at Niall's house already where we would pick him up.
He jumped in the car and enthusiastically and yelled that Liam should drive.

Niall had always been the party guy and he really was excited like a little kid.

We finally arrived at the big house where loud music was already audible down the street.

As we walked towards the house, mine and Liam's hands were brushing against each other.

Liam's pov:

I really had to keep myself from not grabbing Zayn's hand to intertwine our fingers like we always did when we were alone.
But that was when no one was watching...

I felt like every time his hand would touch mine, there would be this small energetic impulse in my hands.

I knew that I couldn't hold his hand, it wasn't because I cared about the people and their opinion.
But I cared about Zayn and I knew that nobody knew that he was gay.

And another aspect was that we hadn't ever talked about what we were.
I didn't think that Zayn would consider us a thing.
I mean I messed up all the time and he definitely didn't have any reason to trust me anymore.

I had lost all my chances and I knew that I had maybe gone too far. He had forgiven me but still, he would always remember my stupid mistakes.

I snapped out of my thoughts as Zayn was waving in front of my face.

"Hellooooo? Are you theree, Leyuum?"
I chuckled at him and nodded before we continued to walk into the house.

It was already full of people and I knew that it was going to be a huge party with way too many people.

That's what I hated so much about parties, all those people.

And as I entered the room, people were basically staring daggers into me. Or at least it felt like it.

Many were already too drunk to even notice my presence but a few of my "friends" seemed to be not that amused that I had showed up with Zayn.

But why care about them?
I ignored all of their stupid faces and smiled at Zayn.

He returned my smile and grabbed me by the arm so he wouldn't lose me in the crowd of people in the living room.

If I was being completely honest, as long as I was sober parties were unbearable.
I hated it so much and glanced over to the kitchen where the drinks were.

I knew that I was being completely pathetic but honestly alcohol really made me feel better at a party.

Zayn must've noticed my stare and looked at me intrusively.

"We can go and get a drink but is it okay if we share?"

I nodded and I was extremely relieved that he was there and shared a cup with me.

We made our way into the kitchen and Zayn grabbed a cup to fill it up with the punch.

We then went back into the living room.
On the couch there were quite nice people with whom we started a conversation after some time.

Their names were Luke and Ashton and they were really nice.
They were going to another school in the eastern part of the city.

After a long time chatting with them, they got a call from two other friends to come outside.
So we said our goodbyes and also got up.

"I'm gonna go use the bathroom real quick, yeah? Are you gonna be okay here?"
Zayn smiled at me sweetly and nodded.

I then went out of the living room and made my way upstairs where the bathrooms were.
I didn't like leaving Zayn alone down there but I knew that I was just being ridiculously overprotective and that he could manage to be alone.

Zayn's pov:

After Liam had left I went back into the kitchen to refill our drink.

As I stepped back into the living room it seemed to have transformed into a dance floor.

There were extremely many people who were standing so close that you had to fear to get an elbow straight into your face.

Brandon's pov: (surpriseee, if that's a good or bad sign?)

I was walking towards that Zayn guy.
The twat who thought he had to 'protect' Liam from alcohol, what the fuck?!

Zayn was such a little wimp and he needed to be taught a little lesson.

I walked towards him as he was standing in the crowd.
Liam had problably went to the bathroom so now we would have Zayn without his bodyguard.

As I walked towards him I held the small bottle hidden in my hands.
Nobody could see the roofies I had with me.

It was known as the date rape drug but I only used it to make the girls more willing.

Zayn was almost like a girl as slim and vulnerable that pussy was.

But I didn't want to do anything with him. Just a small drop and he would feel weird the whole evening and I could watch it like a movie.
Hilarious!

I arrived next to Zayn, he was standing, turning his back on me, in mid of a big crowd of people which was good.
Like this I wouldn't get caught.

Just as I unscrewed the cap of the small bottle and held it over his cup, someone roughly bumped into me.

I slightly tripped forward but could hold myself before I would fall into Zayn.

As I looked down, I could see pills bubbeling and fizzing in his drink.

It wasn't just one, those were many and I knew that I had screwed up.
It hadn't been my intention to put that many in, I had never tried that many on someone...

I started to have a weird feeling in my gut but quickly let the bottle disappear in my jacket's pocket.

I made my way back to my friends and we started to talk.
But deep down even if I definitely didn't want to admit it, I was still thinking about the incident with Zayn.
And I now really hoped he'd be fine...