You're a Mystery // zm

Chapter 15

Piper’s POV

            There was no denying the sexual tension between Zayn and I right now. And there was no denying how attractive he looked. His simple dark jeans and dark v neck just made me drool. There was no way in telling if it was the fact that I had alcohol pumping through my veins or because I really just wanted to forget about Harry, but he was no longer on my mind. It was only Zayn right now and tonight.

            I was on the dance floor with Jessica and two girls from highschool; Taylor and Bailey. We were joking around and dancing like idiots but I couldn’t seem to find Zayn. I was looking for him the entire time, skimming my eyes over strangers and moving to look between people. He was just no where to be found, maybe he left.

“Hey I’m going to go to the bathroom.” I told Jessica.

“Want me to come?” She asked.

“No I’ll be fine.”I said laughing making her nod. I squeezed through people, getting off of the dance floor and heading towards where the bathroom sign was. I ducked out of the busy part and turned the corner to head towards the bathrooms. I stopped dead in my tracks studying the scene that laid infront of me. Zayn was leaning against the wall as Anna, someone who was supposed to be my friend, had her hands exploring his chest as their lips stuck together, kissing hungrily. I gasped slightly and pushed into the woman’s room leaning on the wall trying to catch my breath. I breathed heavy as I squeezed my clutch in my hands. I squeezed my eyes shut and noticed that a tear slipped out from my right eye. I felt it run down my cheek and I opened my eyes rubbing under both of them. There was no way I was crying over this kid. It was just a playful thing we had, no strings attached right? I sighed and opened the door, forcing myself to look down the hall to my left where they once were. Now they weren’t, no one was there. I walked around the corner and past the dance floor. Past the floor and through the door, down the stairs and out the entrance; calling a taxi.

            The taxi ride home I had time to process it all, only to find I was angrier then I thought. I walked into the lobby, passing some fans that were waiting outside. I didn’t really know where to go so I asked the lobby girl and she pointed me in the right direction. I walked into the elevator and hit number 18 then waited the long wait until the doors opened again. I walked out and headed down the hall, putting my key in number 1809 and opened it. It was massive, too big for two people. Iclosed the door behind us and kicked my high heels off, both of them flying in two different directions. I walked down the halls looking around at the suite until I found my room. I walked across the hall and found his. I leaned on the door frame and starred at his suitcase on the bed. For some reason Zayn enjoyed hurting me. He liked the fact that I might want him but right now I couldn’t have him. I bet that he knew I was watching when he was kissing Anna and I bet right now he loved the fact that I knew they were off together somewhere, and that made me sick to my stomach. I stomped over to his suitcase and picked it up heading back out towards the door. I opened the door and threw the suitcase out along with his jacket and a pair of shoes. I closed the door and locked it. I knew he had a key, but whatever. He needed to know that I was angry, that I didn’t want him around me.

            I lied on my bed, still in my dress starring at the ceiling. I was coming off of my high and felt emotional. One minute Zayn is one way with me and the next minute he is another way with me. I didn’t get it and it wasn’t fair. Our life wasn’t a book, I wasn’t reading it and I couldn’t predict what was happening next. He didn’t have the right to play me like he has been.

            The front door opened and I heard him curse.

“Piper!?” He called. I got off of my bed and stormed out of the room heading down the hall. I crossed my arms and starred at him, he looked pissed. He threw his suitcase on the ground and his jacket on the couch.