Scarred// Z.M.

Chapter 7. Drunk

Chapter 7. Drunk

Zayn's P.O.V

I was beyond angry when I found out I had to stay with that worthless crap for two weeks in the same hotel suite and the new blonde girl. I stormed into the room that was nearest to me and I had to admit it was really nice, and the view was great. I sat on the bed, running my hands across my face, tired and frustrated. I decided I needed to smoke, but groaned in realization that the airport security wouldn't allow me to go through with my lighter and cigarettes. I decided to take a shower since I was feeling pretty hot, which I already am since birth but as in the other way right now, so I got my chinos and shirt. I tried looking for a bathroom in my room but there was nothing. How can there be no bloody bathroom in such a huge place? Man, I hate this place already, I could be doing better things right now but I got forced by Liam and since he's my best friend out of the others in the gang I couldn't say no. Weirdly, Niall didn't get to come. Either that or he's just not bothered.

I walked out of my room, which I now find hugely boring In a matter of minutes, and searched for the bathroom. Finally I found a small door near those idiots' room and walked over. It was locked. I knocked lightly, trying not to lose my temper when I got no reply since the water was probably really loud. Then I lost it and started pounding my fists against the stupid door. The blonde girl came out of her room staring at me like I was on crack. "What?" I hissed and she just rolled her eyes and lolled on the sofa. I turned back to the door. Finally the water had turned off and I could hear shuffling. I started fuming silently. Why did she need to take hours?, she's still going to be that worthless crap no one likes. After what felt like years she opened the door. I started looking her up and down, I guess it would be fair if I said she didn't look that bad. Finally I looked up at her face and she looked shocked and slightly uncomfortable. Crap, she noticed me checking her out, I started blushing furiously. I pulled her out and slammed the door shut, locking it. I sighed and stood there trying to calm down. After a few minutes a removed all my clothes and stepped in the shower. After adjusting the temperature of the water, which was cold since it was really hot here, I let the water run down my back as I sighed, a feeling of contentment rushing through me and running a hand through my hair.

Aria's P.O.V

I stood there for a few minutes staring at the door, then I turned to look at Natasha. I frowned "aren't you going to have a shower?" I asked since she was now in a purple sundress. "Nope, can't be bothered, tired and all" She said not even looking up. I grimaced in a joking manner and giggled, sitting cross legged on the sofa opposite her. I rest my head against the fluffy pillows and sighed, frustrated. I don't think I can tolerate that idiot anymore, his stupid anger issues make me want to pick him up and throw him off the balcony. I have to spend the rest of the two weeks with him, I groaned, why does this always happen to me? Suddenly I heard a melodic sound coming from the bathroom. I looked at Natasha, who was now deep in sleep, and looked back at the door. I tip-toed to the door and pressed my ear against the door and listened.

You're the type of woman who

deserves good things.

Fist-full of diamonds

hand full of rings.

Baby you're a star,

I just wanna show you, you are.

You should let me love you.

Let me be the one to,

give you everything you want and need.

Zayn was singing. His voice was beautiful and angelic. I smiled and shut my eyes listening to him as he carried on. The door suddenly burst open and I tumbled slightly into the bathroom. Zayn just stared at me while I gave him a sheepish look. "You heard nothing" that was it, and with that he stormed out slamming his door shut making Natasha jump from her sleep. She groaned.