love again 2 [z.m au]

∞ t w e n t y ∞

Zayn

"Can we talk?" Louis asked, rather seriously.

I kicked my feet up on the coffee table and nodded. "Shoot."

"So I went to the club last night and got shit faced," he stated and I arched a brow at him. "I was also stoned as fuck."

"Cross faded?" I chuckled slightly as he nodded.

"A girl brought me to her house; her door step actually," he continued. "And then she called me Zayn."

I sat up right. "Whoa, what?"

"It was Perrie," he confessed and his eyes shifted from mine and down to his feet.

"Oh." Was all I could say. "That's what you wanted to tell me?"

"I didn't realize who she was until we made it to her house and I felt so fucking dumb."

"If you think I'm mad, I'm really not," I admitted to him, truthfully. "I actually don't care about her but did you two end up-"

"Oh god, no," Louis interjected, shaking his head. "I left, well she slammed her door on me."

"You could've called me for a ride. Did you at least get a cab or something?"

Louis stared at me, awkwardly, before he nodded. "Oh yeah, something like that."

"Something like that?" I repeated, slowly. "Why do I have a feeling that there's more to this?"

"There isn't." Louis stood up and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket. "I'm gonna go for a smoke, wanna match?"

"Don't change the subject. And those aren't cigs," I deadpanned, pointing to the "Marlboro" pack in his hand.

Louis held up his hands in mock surrender. "You caught me. You know that green helps me feel more relaxed. But I also have actual cigs."

"How did you get home last night?" I questioned him but all he did was change the subject or try to persuade me to smoke one.

"Lauren," he finally confessed. "Before I go further into detail, you might want one." He placed the pack of the actual cigarettes on my palm.

I shook my head. "I can't." Although I really wanted to.

"One won't hurt you. It's been years, lad."

I ended up in the backyard with a lit up cig in between my fingers. It felt good until I heard Evelyn call out my name from inside.

"Fucking hell," I cursed under my breath, throwing the cigarette bud on the ground before stomping over it. If Evelyn caught me smoking, I don't know how she'd react.

"Here." Louis handed me a piece of minty flavored gum and I quickly unwrapped it before popping it in my mouth. I slid the pack into my pocket and ran a hand through my hair. "Do you smell it on me?"

Louis took a quick whiff of my clothing. "Nah, you're good."

"Zayn?" We heard Evelyn again.

"Coming, babe," I answered and pointed a finger at Louis. "I'm not finished with you because you still haven't told me everything yet."

Louis rolled his eyes, shoving me back inside. "Alright, just get back to Ev."

When I approached her, she smiled and said, "hey."