THE CURB (MATURE HARRY STYLES AU) #WATTYS2016

CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE.

The party is in full swing, there are people dancing around, holding the cups of some strong alcohal, the speakers are blasting some really cool song by cold play, the sound loud enough to make me deaf but I'm in no condition to complain.

Waliyah and I are sitting on the sofa, our eyes fixed on the scene of Zayn whispering something into Brooke's ear and laughing with her, just a few feet away from us, without a care in the world. With a huff, I tear my gaze away and look towards the girl sitting next to me, whose glaring openly at his brother and his girlfriend.

I lightly elbow her side in an attempt to get her attention and she wince a little. Slowly, Waliyah her head towards me, eyes raised in a questionable manner.

"Quit staring at them like a freak. You've been at it for like an hour." I complain and Waliyah scoffs, rolling her eyes at me.

"That motherfucker didn't introduce me to his girlfriend. He didn't even tell me that he's got one. I have a right to be upset." Waliyah snaps, the anger in her voice evident and by the look on her face, it seems like she's ready to jump on Zayn any second.

"What is with you two? Getting angry easily is in your genes or something?" I question her with a chuckle, trying to lighten up the mood but Waliyah just stares at me for a second before shaking her head and standing up from her place.

"C'mon, you're introducing me to her." She states, grabbing my arm and pulling at it but I snatch it from her, standing up from the couch.

"No." I say, crossing my arms and looking back towards the love sick couple. "Don't you see how happy they are, don't ruin there moment. Let's find ourselves someone to dance with."

I say with a smile which is fully ignored by the girl. She gives me look before turning to look back at Zayn, whose now got his arms wrapped around Brooke's waist as she brings the rim of the glass to his lips, letting him take a sip of her drink before bringing the glass to her own lips, both of them smiling like lunatics. Just when I thought that they can't get anymore sappy.

"You introduce me to the girl and we leave them alone." Waliyah states with a shrug and I roll my eyes, turning around to leave her alone and find Harry to keep me company. He had left me with her like ten minutes back, telling me that he's got to greet some friends.

"Dear Lord, Laura! He's my brother, I need to make sure he's dating a nice girl and not someone whose after his money." Waliyah says with a grunt, a frown finding it's way on her face and I huff. Now getting the idea why she's being so possessive, poor girl is worried about her elder brother.

"Okay but just five minutes." I say, turning back towards her and raising a finger at her and she immediately smiles, nodding her head enthusiastically like a small girl.

As the two of us approach the couple, Zayn's gaze flickers from Brooke towards me and then Waliyah. The smile on his lips immediately disappearing as he lets go of Brooke and stands up straighter. The brunette notices his change of mood and hesitantly looks in the same way but unlike Zayn, her smile immediately becomes wide on seeing me.

"Hey." She says gleefully when I am standing just a few away from her. Brooke's eyes flicker from me towards the girl next to me and she stares at her for a couple of second, her lips parting slightly and she seems to be in deep thought all of the sudden.

"You're.. you're Zayn's sister." Brooke states, placing her hand on Zayn's shoulder and looking up at him for assurance. "Zayn, you didn't introduce us."

Zayn gives Brooke a small smile before letting out a sigh and wrapping one of his arm around her shoulders, pulling the small girl closer.

"Brooke, meet my beloved sister Waliyah. Waliyah, meet my one and only girlfriend, Brooke." Zayn introduces the two girls before taking the drink from Brooke's hand and downing all the liquid in one big gulp.