Destiny (Zayn Malik FanFic)

Chapter 21

chapter 21

Zayn was in the bathroom when his friends called.

“Zayn, they’re here!” I yelled over the telly.

“Er… Can you get it? I’m busy…”

“I will be sure to tell them that.” I heard him groan before stepping out of his room. I opened the door and saw Harry on his phone, Niall smiling at me, Liam frowning at his watch, and another guy I did not recognize

“Hi.” I said awkwardly.

“How are ya?” Niall walked in, and Harry followed giving a nod, Liam smiled at me and the unfamiliar man just gave me a weird smile. Niall began looking around. “Where’s Zayn?”

“In the loo.”

“You look pale.” It was Liam who spoke. “Zayn told us what happened last night.”

“Did he really?” God. Remind me to hit him with a saucepan.

“Yeah. He does that all the time, him and alcohol have this weird relationship.”

“Wait, what-”

Harry and the new guy walked into the lounge and sat down on one of the couches. Niall began playing with the telly; I think he was hooking up a video game. I closed the door shut, following Liam. “Yeah, I mean, he told us that he got wasted yesterday. I thought you were there with him.”

How about I hit myself with a saucepan?

“Oh. Yeah.” I nodded my head.

He looked at me curiously and smiled a bit. We walked into the lounge where he sat down beside Harry who was arguing with someone on the phone.

“Gemma, that’s not fair!” There was a pause. Niall was talking to the guy I didn’t know, still setting up the Xbox, and Liam glanced at his watch again. Harry began screaming through the phone. “No, okay you can shove it up your fat arse then.” He hung up and looked around at us tensely and frowned when he realized that we were all staring. “What?”

“Harry if I didn’t know any better, you just violated the three most important laws when it comes to women. Never tell her to shove anything up her arse. She won’t like that. Do not ever call her fat! That’s even worse. And don’t even think about hanging up on her.” I sighed dramatically. “I’m afraid that you are soon to be single.”

“That was my sister.”

I widened my eyes. “That’s even worse.”

The stranger laughed and I looked at him awkwardly. He stopped laughing abruptly and introduced himself. “Hi, I’m Louis.”

Oh, right. “Hey. Zayn has told me some very flattering things about you.” He rolled his eyes and as if on cue, Zayn walked in. “Speak of the devil.”

“Alright, are you?” Niall looked up from the control he was holding. “Liam told us about the incident yesterday.”

Zayn looked at me awkwardly. “Erm, yeah, I drank a little too much, and if… if it weren’t for Eli, I’d be sleeping somewhere in the police station.”

Was he trying to make me feel bad?

Zayn coughed, giving me a smirk, and then turned his attention to Niall. “How many times do I have to tell you man, the green one goes to the red and the red goes to the green!”

“Dude, last time the wires were yellow, not green!” Niall and Zayn began bickering so Louis went over to help them. Liam glanced at his watch again and Harry began texting someone. I studied them; they were all so comfortable around each other; like a family.