Allison's P.O.V
"Hahaha that's oooonnee sexyyyy treee". I slur. I was beyond drunk. I knew i was.
"C'mon Ally it's time to go to your room". Zachary says as if he's talking to a 5 year old.
"Buut i wannnnnaa daaaaancccee"! I whine. We Can't Stop by Miley Cyrus was blaring through the speakers and i had a urge to dance my arse off.
"Fine and babe no offense but you can't twerk so don't attempt it for our sake". He chuckles.
"I hhhhaavenn'tt tweeerked in frontttt of yooou howwww doooo yooou knnnooow"? I ask.
"Sweety you're white". He states simply.
"I'mmm noooot white iii'm peaccch". I giggle.
"Hey Allison"! Will yells. I stumble my way over to him.
"Yeeeeea"? I ask.
"Someone's here. He says he knows you, he's in y'alls room". He states.
"Kayyyyy". I slur. I stumble to the guest room and see a familiar boy sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Hi". He greets.
"W-Whattt are yoooou doing hhheeere"? I ask. Man i must be wasted, he can't really be here.
"You're drunk". He states simply.
"No shit Sherlock". I spat angrily. He rolls his eyes and places a hand on my shoulder. I shrug him off.
"Allison please hear me out". He begs.
"Talk to me when i'm not drunk". I order.
"No Allison". He says sternly.
"Whhhatt doo youuu want"? I sigh.
"Why"? He ask.
"Pardon"? I ask confused.
"Why Zayn"? He ask.
"Could you be less blunt please"? I beg.
"Why Zayn? Why did you chose him? I thought you liked me. I thought you and i had something. Zayn punched you! And you still chose him over me". He replies.
"He waass drunnnk"! I argue.
"And so are you! But are you punching me"? He ask.
"Not yet". I mutter.
"Why Allison? Why"? He sniffles. I see a single tear make its way down his cheek. He was crying.
"H-Harry"? I whisper. I suddenly didn't feel so drunk. I guess i was sober now. I honestly don't know.
"I-I l-love you Allison, and it hurts that i can't be with y-you". He sobs.
"Ha-Harry i...". I'm cut off by Harry pressing his index finger to my lips hushing me.
"What does Zayn have that i-i don't"? He ask.
"Harry i'm...". I start, not really knowing where i was going with this.
"Allison i can love you more than this (Hehe see what i did there? No? Ok :/ ~Kayla~) why can't y-you just give me a chance"? He sniffles yet again.
"I-I'm with Zayn, we're loyal to each other". I state. Harry lets out a bicker laugh. I'd be lying if i said he wasn't scaring me terribly right now.
"Wow last time i checked he wasn't as loyal as you think he is". He shrugs.
"W-What are y-you talking about"? I ask nervously.
"Allison i came here to ask you for another chance, i think Zayn may be cheating on y-you". He sighs.
My heart literally just broke. What? What is he talking about? No Zayn's not like that. He wouldn't do that. Would he?
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