Third person's P.O.V.
Zayn and Prerna came to the party together, but they weren't in relationship. They were just 'best friends'. Everyone could see that Zayn wanted something more, he did show that he cares little too much for her, but even if she wanted something she was great at not showing it.
As the evening went by they were just hanging out with some friends, and had fun like everyone else. Then drinking came to its turn. Prerna couldn't hold herself, so she drank one and it pretty hit her.
"I think you don't need another one." Zayn said stopping her from drinking, what seemed, her fourth shot of Jack Daniels.
"How the hell do you know what I can do and what I can't do?" Prerna got upset.
"You can't think because of all alcohol. Just let it down and stick with something that hasn't got any alcohol in it." Zayn begged her.
"No way, I'm finishing this one too." Prerna said and drank till there wasn't anything left.
Evening was moving on and Zayn just looked at Prerna who was getting more and more drunk. Every time he would tell her that she had enough, she just laughed it off and said that she didn't drink that much. Zayn would just sit down and watch her get all over guys.
When he had it enough, he left. He couldn't bare to watch her get anymore drunk and flirt with everything that breathes. He did worry, but furry in him got it over.
Zayn's P.O.V.
"Why do they keep turning away from me?" Prerna asked crashing onto the couch next to me.
"Maybe because they see that you're drunk and that you can't even walk straight." I said in a sarcastic tone, but instantly regretted it. Ah, she won't even remember that in the morning.
"But I can walk.. Just look at me." Prerna said getting up, but instantly falling down to someone.
"Hello there." She said and smiled.
"Are you okay?" Some guy asked her.
"Perfect. What do you say you take me to dance?" She asked grabbing boys bum.
"Why not?" He answered taking her to the dance floor.
"Prerna, you're gonna get yourself hurt. Why don't we call it off?" I asked her when I got chance.
"You just worry too much, that's why you don't have girlfriend and you don't know how to party. You have to grab yourself a drink and just let yourself be young." Prerna shared a 'deep' thought and headed back to dance floor.
"So that means no?" I asked to confirm.
"No." Prerna said and continued to talk with some boy.
Just the thought of her and some guy flirting gets me mad. And I have feeling that I'm gonna puke.
Why doesn't she just see that I care too much? Maybe she could come to a thought that I like her? I mean, she's smart enough. And I'm making it too obvious. That's it, I'll tell her in the morning when she comes to my place. I can't keep it in anymore.
I felt my phone ringing, so I picked it up.
"Yes?"
"Is this Zayn Malik?" Voice from the other side sounded so strict and harsh, almost cold.
"It's me."
"We would love if you could come to hospital to pick up your friend. She was brought here with quite a lot alcohol in her blood."
"I'll be right there."
I won't tell her that I warned her, but I did warn her.
"Why did you call him? I told you to call someone else..." Prerna yelled as soon as she could see me.
"Its nice to see you too." I replied.
"Don't even bother, I know what you'll say." She said getting off the chair.
"Maybe the same thing I told you last time you ended your party here. If you only listened to me..." I said not finishing my sentence.
I got couple of papers to sign and I was able to take her home. I know her parents were the one she didn't want to see either, so I took her to my place. I covered her and let her sleep in peace.
Prerna's P.O.V.
"Oh, geez, my head." I groaned when I opened my eyes.
"Oh, geez, not again."
I somehow pulled me and my 20 pounds heavy head out of bed and went downstairs. I met with fully - awake Zayn who was drinking coffee. There was another cup opposite the place he was sitting.
"You know me like no one else does." I said and gave him a smile.
He poured coffee in my cup and sat back down to his place.
"So, what did I do this time?" I asked not being so happy to hear his answer.
"Just the usual. Got drunk, you were hitting on everything that walked and you ended your nice evening in hospital." Zayn said in a sarcastic voice.
"Sorry." I apologised like I do every time.
"So I have this thing to tell you and I think that you are going to be pretty surprised. I care about you, so much. It might be said that I like you and I just can't hold it in anymore." Zayn said looking directly at me.
"Don't hold it in anymore then. Let it be free." I answered.
"I would like you to be my girlfriend. This isn't a joke."
"And I know that. I am accepting that request and I would be very delighted to be your girlfriend." A little smile escaped my lips.
"Really?"
"Really."
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I know that you wrote in your application that you don't want too bad, or too good, but this was for the sake of good one shot that I couldn't put myself to write. Therefor, I apologise and I hope you really enjoyed this one shot.
