Drag Me Down (h.s.) EDITING

Let's Talk

"You know, I've seen almost as much of your body as Perrie and I'm not sure how I feel about that." Zayn said smiling as I walked into the kitchen. He was currently putting all his liquor bottles back in the freezer. I knew my face was flaming red. All I could think about was what nearly happened on the kitchen island.

"In my defense, I never know when you're gonna be walking in." I said jumping up and taking a seat at one of the stools closest to him.

"Well, off that subject, I was coming in this morning to wake your ass up. I wanted you to put all these bottles back." Zayn smirked as he put the last bottle in the freezer. I laughed out loud. I should have known he would try to corner me if he knew there was a possibility of me being hung over. Too bad for him. The occurrence of a hangover for me was few and far between. Thank heavens.

"Sorry about that by the way. I figured you knew since his car was parked out front." my face was even redder than before. I had known Zayn now for a number of years but this was extremely personal. I mean, he knew that I had slept with Harry. In his house. In one of his guest bedrooms.

"There's no need to apologize we're both adults here. But... Can I be frank for a moment?" Zayn asked as he came to sit beside me. I could feel the butterflies gathering in my stomach. I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear what he had to say. Zayn was always the one who told me exactly how he saw things. He was always completely honest. It was part of why our friendship had blossomed so much. I took a deep breath and let it out. I nodded my head. His eyes softened at how nervous I appeared. He took my hand in his before he spoke.

"I know we joke around a lot. I know we are also honest with each other even when it's the hardest thing in the world to do. I can see how much you love Harry. I saw it even before you admitted it to yourself. I know how hard the road has been for you and him. I just don't want you to think that it'll be easy now. You and I both know that Lilah was filling a hole that you left. She was helping him realize that having a meaningful relationship would be worth it. I want you to be careful. Not all good things end happily." he still held my hand as I wiped stray tears from my eyes. He had voiced everything I had been keeping locked tightly away.

"Wow, Malik. When did you become so insightful." I chuckled trying to lighten the mood. I watched as his eyes turned guarded and he looked away. He was hiding something.

"When you've been in the spotlight for almost five years straight.. You learn a few things." he said as he patted my hand and returned it to me. I still watched him carefully.

"I know that I have a lot going on, but you know you can always talk to me. You really mean a lot to me and I would hate to think that you can't talk to me." it was my turn to be the shoulder to lean on. I watched the battle he fought with himself. He opened his mouth and closed it. I smiled and put my hand on his arm. I gave it a light squeeze. He sighed and looked at me again, finally.

"It's just.. like I said. Not all good things end happily."

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I stared around the room as I sat my purse on top of my overstuffed duffel bag. I wasn't leaving til morning but I wanted to make sure I didn't forget anything. There was no telling when I would be back. Harry had texted me to let me know he couldn't get away from whatever him and Lilah were doing. He had apologized a million times over but I ignored it. I told him it was fine and went on about my business as I packed. I now stood staring at the spotless room. I had made sure I cleaned it up nicely for Zayn. Though I'm sure a maid service would have been called in.