Daddy Malik ( A Zayn Malik Fanfic )

Drunk Texting

AN !!!!! HEYYY GUYSSSS IM SOOO SORRYFOR THE DELAY. SCHOOL IS SO MUCH ON ME AND I WAS IN THE HOSPITAL FOR A GOOD WEEK IM SO SORRY BUT IM GOING TO UPDATE TONIGHT A SMALL STORY AND SOON ILL DO A BIG ONE I LOVE YOUSSSSSS

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***Harry's POV***

I wasn't sure how to feel about the scene in front of me. Before anyone could react I exited the room, shutting the door. "What are you doing?" the brunette behind me slurred. "You gotta go," I said frantically, shoving her away. "But Tarrrrrrry, " she whined as i pushed her down the hall, ignoring Rosie's fading calls of my name. She would be devastated if she found me here with another girl, let alone drunk and on the verge of sex. But then again, we're not in a relationship so why should she care? Listening to my thoughts I stopped in my tracks, pushing this unknown girl against the wall, and crashing my lips against hers. without hesitation, she happily obliged. Once our little make out session was done, we both separated, desperate for air. I turned to my right, watching as Rosie stood there, hopeless. Once our eyes connected, I instantly felt regret and stupid. I watched as she quickly turned her shoulder, weaving through the crowd and soon disappearing. "I-I-I gotta go," I stuttered as I left the brunette to stand alone. My body crashed with many sweaty ones as I tried hard to find Rosie.

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It had to be a good two hours. I found Sarah and had to basically peel her away from the guy she was grinding on. "We need a cab please," I muttered into my phone. The cold breeze felt good, making me come to. I stood by the curb, awaiting for the cab to arrive. Sarah was sitting on the steps on a nearby building, shimmering as the cold wind hit her pale skin. I know I should not be mad, but I don't think I was mad at Harry. I think I was more mad at myself for making out with Kam. I mean, I liked Harry. But going to a club was a bad idea, and I knew it. It was a good fifteen minutes before our cab arrived, letting us climb into the warmth. I gave the driver my address, scooting closer to Sarah for warmth. I wasn't going to let her go home wasted, her boyfriend would kill her. She could stay on the couch. The ride was short, majority of it was spent with me observing the fall neighborhood, and thinking about the two boys. Once we arrived at in front of Charlie's flat, I paid the guy and basically took 15 minutes to force Sarah out. By time we entered my house, the lights were off. I struggled to guide Sarah to my couch. "Youre noisy," a voice laughed, making me me jump. There stood Charlie by the staircase, clearly amused. 'Please help," I begged as I stood slouched over. His laughter stooped, sighing as he walked over to me. "why did you bring her here?" he quizzed as she helped me lift the girl onto the couch. "Her boyfriend would have killed her," I simply replied, slipping off her shoes. "Can you go fetch me a tee from my room please?" I begged Charlie as I unzipped the side of her dress. "Roseeeeee," she slurred. "Yes love?" I asked, attempting to pull her hair up with my hair tie. "I feel like I'm going to vomit," she blurts, leaning her head on my shoulder. 'Oh god' I thought to myself as i shot up to retrieve the garbage pale from the loo. "Here love, in case," I said, placing the white plastic can in front of her. "Here," Charlie said, handing me an oversized blue tee. Thanks," I said, slipping it over her head. Once her hands were through the sleeves, I lightly pushed her back, pulling down the remainder of her dress. "A warning would have been nice," Charlie snapped, standing up and walking into the kitchen. I shook my head, tossing the dress aside her shoes. "Lay down," I said softly. She obliged, resting her head on the couch cushion behind her. Standing up, I retrieved one of the throw blankets and covered her and tossing her clothes aside the couch. "Night," I shouted to charlie as I made my way upstairs. Before heading into my room, I quietly and slowely opened the door to Emma's room. She was wrapped in her comforter, her head snuggled into her pillow. Shutting her door, I finally headed into my room for a shower.

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It was a long, hot refreshing shower. But it was wroth it. Besides all of the Kam-Harry thinking. I was finally ready for bed at 3 am after this long night. As I laid down, i plugged my phone in next to my bed. But one notification caught my eye before i locked it. A message from Harry.

SORRY ITS SHIT IM ALL MESSED UO GUYS BUT COMMENT ILL BE BACK ILYYYY