Just Friends

Chapter 4

"Come to my room with me." He whispered.

"Yeah, not going to happen." I retorted. He turned his head slightly at my answer. There was no way I was going to sleep with one of my tour mates.

"Come on. It will be fun."

I was more than highly aware about how much "fun" it would be.

"Zayn, I'm not having sex with you." I simply said. He scoffed.

"Who said anything about that?"

I eyed him questioningly.

"No sex?"

"No sex."

I hesitated, then agreed to go. But after another drink of course.

"Let me order this one for you." Zayn offered.

"Oh no. God knows what you would let me drink." Zayn rolled his eyes.

"I'm not going to let you drink anything that will kill you."

He called over the bartender who quickly scurried over.

"Yes, Mr. Malik?"

"Give this lovely lady my usual please."

"No problem sir."

I looked up at Zayn with my eyebrow raised.

"He travels with us." He said, answering my unsaid question. Within seconds my drink has been mixed and put in front of me. I hesitantly took a sip. Wow.

"This is strong." I complained.

"I knew you couldn't handle it." He smirked. There he goes with his double meanings. I took a gulp this time. I winced as it burned my throat as I swallowed. I took another gulp and it went down a little easier.

"Slow down there. Is wasn't meant to be drank like water." He laughed.

"I like it. It's good."

"Well good. Come on. Grab your drink and let's go."

He led me out of the door, hand on my back. We walked by a few giddy fans in the hallway who greeted Zayn. I could tell they weren't too thrilled to see him with a girl but I was too nervous and drunk to care.

No sex? Then what exactly would he want me to come back to his room to do then?

"Here we are."

Zayn opened the door and ushered me in.

"Take a seat. I'll be right back. I'm going to change."

I walked, slowly, to one of the couches in his room. It looked exactly like mine, but somehow it was bigger. I kicked off my heels and attempted to sit down without falling over.

"Okay I'm back."

I looked over at Zayn who had the satisfaction of seeing my jaw almost hit the floor. He was wearing only grey sweatpants which hung low on his waist. No shirt and without a doubt no underwear. His bare chest decorated in tattoos.

"You enjoying the view?"

I quickly gathered myself together, embarrassed.

"I like your tattoos." I said. Hoping he would think that that was what I was practically drooling over.

"Thanks. I'm kind of addicted to getting them I think."

"Did they hurt? I've always wanted one but I'm a baby when it comes to pain."

"Then I suggest you to stay away from them." He chuckled. He went and sat down on the couch across from me, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.

"You still want to know what you are doing here, don't you?" He asked.

"Yes, I do."

Zayn shifted in his seat, leaning back against the couch. I couldn't help but admire him. He looked gorgeous. And if he wasn't a singer, could easily get a job as a model.

"Well, I thought I would just take the time to get to know you better."

I was completely lost.

"I'm sorry what?"

"I just want to ask you a few questions. To get to know the real Megan Love."

"What would you like to know?"

He sat quietly for a moment.

"What's your favorite color?"

And the questions began. He asked countless questions. About my interests, favorite things, things I hate, my family. I attempted to ask him questions but each time he would laugh and tell me to google it.

"Boyfriend?"

"No."

"Ever had one?"

"Yes of course." I snorted.

"How far did you go with them?"

I turned bright red.

"That's none of your business."

"Come on. I won't tell anybody."

"Zayn, I'm not telling you."

You at least went to third base, right?"

"I- No. Can we talk about something else?"

"You mean you haven't done anything with a guy?" He asked, shocked.

"Of course I have!" I lied.

"I can't believe it. You're a virgin?"

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, annoyed.

"Well?" He egged on.

"Yes I am! Happy?"

"Very." He smirked. I didn't like that smirk very much.

"Why?" I was more than annoyed now.

"Because that means I get to teach you a few things."