Lingerie ~ Zarry

Chapter Eleven - Drunk

Zayn -

I shoved my way through the drunken swarm of people grinding and falling over. I finally made it to the drink table as I huffed irritated.

"Hey Zayn! I'm glad you made it." I heard Jack say as he put a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah no problem." I smiled trying not to show how nervous I was. I'm not used to parties and I defiantly don't know what any of these drinks are.

"So what are you going to drink?" Jack asked as he lifted a bottle to his lips taking a sip.

"Uhm well the one in the blue bottle?" I looked at him unsure trying not to let him know I was new to this but I'm pretty sure he noticed."

"How about I make you a drink." Jack smirked as he walked into the other room with a cup and vodka.

I nervously played with my hands as I waited for Jack to come back. A couple people came up and said Hi to me as I couldn't hold a proper conversation they ended up walking away. But can you blame me I'm new to this.

Five minutes later Jack came back out with a red cup filled to the top with some sort of liquid.

"Here drink this trust me you'll like it." Jack handed me the cup while smiling.

I shrugged and took a sip as it tasted bitter but fruity.

"Come on Zayn loosen up its a party drink it all!" Jack cheered me on.

"Uh I'm not sure about this I've never really drank before." I shyly looked down.

"This is a party! You're suppose to drink and go wild. DRINK IT DRINK IT DRINK IT!" Jack chanted which started the whole room to chant at me.

"Oh whatever." I said as I closed my eyes and downed the fatigue liquid that was burning my throat.

"Ayee there we go!" Jack laughed as he high fived me.

I hiccuped and laughed as Jack handed me another cup which I don't remember him getting.

"Drink up!" Jack patted my back as I downed the new cup with a different liquid that burned worse as it made its way down my throat.

Imagine if Harry saw me doing this he would kill me. He was always over protective over me but guess what fuck him!

"I like these drinks they make me feel good."
I smiled at Jack as he handed me another.

"Oh just wait." Jack laughed at me but I didn't understood what he meant.

After downing I don't know how many cups I couldn't walk straight as everything was spinning. The next minute I know I was pushed on to a bed and had hands all over me.

"What's going on?" I lazily spoke as I tried to see who had me pinned down.
I shook my head trying to get a grasp on reality as I saw Jack's face hover over me.

"Please get off of me." I whispered as I tried fighting my way out of his grip but it was no use I was to drunk.

"Let's see if you're wearing some pretty lingerie you slut!" Jack spat as he harshly tried pulling my jeans down.

"LET ME GO!" I cried out as I jerked my body in different directions trying to get him to let me go.

"Shut the fuck up you whore you didn't mind posting your little nudes so this is what you get!" Jack ripped my shirt off as he screamed at me.

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Harry -

"Ken I don't think this is a good idea." I said as I watch Kendall put her makeup on.

"Shut up Harry I'm not going to hear you complain about not having Zayn anymore it's annoying and even during sex you call me Zayn." She huffed as she put lipstick on.

"I just miss him a lot." I looked down ashamed as I thought about my actions I've done this past week.

"Which is why we're going to this party so I can get some dick and so you can talk to Zayn." Now hurry up and start the car I'll be out in a minute she sassed.

-

"This place is packed!" I yelled to Kendall since the music was blasting making the house shake.

"Ya I'm going to get a drink and find a random guy to grind on go find your boy." Kendall waved me off as she headed towards the drinks.

Before I go and find Zayn I need to calm down and really go over what I'm going to say to him. I decided to head to the bathroom to splash some water on my face.

"GET OFF OF ME!" A familiar voice screamed out behind one of the doors.
I went closer to the door as I put my ear against it.

"Come on Zayn you're such a slut by posting those photos so wether you like it or not your going to give me some action." Another deep voice spoke.

I had heard enough and twisted the knob as the door was locked.

"Fuck!" I muttered as I had to get in there some how. No person will ever lay a finger on Zayn without his consent.

"HELP ME!" I heard Zayn scream out as his voice got muffled. That asshole probably put his hand over his mouth.

I shook the doorknob as I I hit the door.

Zayn's sobs got louder as my heart was aching and my palms were sweating.

"IM COMING BABY KEEP FIGHTING HIM!" I yelled out as I pounded on the door.

Until something in me snapped and I shoved my foot so hard into the door it flew open.
The view I saw made my blood boil as it was a topless Jack on top of a shirtless Zayn covering Zayn's mouth as tears stained his face.

"YOU FUCKING CUNT!" All my anger channeled all I saw was red and my fist felt like they were on fire as I realized I was on top of Jack punching his face as his blood gushed everywhere.
Once I slowed down my ragged breathe dragged out as I looked down at my red and swollen knuckles. I got up off of a beat up and unconscious Jack as I lifted a trembling Zayn off the bed and carried him out of the house.

"I'm so sorry Z." I cried while rocking us back and forth.