Zayn would wake up early on their days off, which was difficult for him sense he really wasn't much of a morning person. But he sucked it up because he loved what he did in his free time maybe more than he should. He dragged out of bed shuffling over to his closet going in further which is unseen by the naked eye, to a section specifically for his drag queen outfits and trophies. A lazy smile played at Zayn's lips as he pulled down his boxers to slip on some blue lacy panties that cupped his little bum in the nicest way. Then he would pull on pantyhose for the days he didn't feel like shaving the jungle of black hair that is his legs and they weren't that hairy but it sure seemed like it when he tried to shave them. He shimmied on a tight black skirt that hid his crotch and made the outline of his ass more defined. Zayn bent down slightly to find his blue long sleeved blouse searching through his variety of clothes he bought, bright colors catching his eyes like pinks and purples. But he wanted his blue blouse it went well with his skirt if he did say so himself. At last he found it pulling his arms through but not buttoning it up, he still needed to put fake boobs on to make the shirt look better. After adjusting the boobs he buttoned up the shirt outfit part complete. Next was his makeup which took a long time to master but he got the hang of it in about a week; searching makeup tutorials on YouTube sure did help.
Zayn grabbed his small pink bag filled with makeup and tip toed into the bathroom. Once the door was shut he started applying makeup, like foundation, eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara which made his eyelashes even bigger if that was humanly possible, lip gloss and lastly he plucked his busy eyebrows which stung really bad but the end result is worth it. He did a little look over of his makeup job, satisfied smiling slightly he headed back to his room to put on his wig, shoes and accessories cant forget those.
After ten minutes of pulling on the wig making sure it was nested tight on his head spraying a little hairspray he slipped on a pair of stiletto's which hurt his feet leaving bruises on his heals and they are hard to walk in really hard. But he's almost mastered them; almost. To complete his look he changed his black stud earrings into dangle silver ones with a matching necklace. Sighing happily to himself as he did an overlook of his appearance, he spritz some fruity perfume before grabbing the car keys and headed out the door; typing away in his gps to the location of where the drag race is happening praying he'll win first place again.
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"Harry come help me wake up Zayn!" Niall demanded tugging Harry to Zayn's room where they thought he was. "Alright you don't have to drag me" Harry grumbled pushing open Zayn's door as Niall sprinted to the bed but stopping shortly as he noticed the bed empty. "He's not in here" Harry stated observing the room. "Wow I would have never known" Niall said in a sarcastic tone rolling his eyes before shouting. "Li!! Do you know where Zayn is??" Harry winced covering his ears with his large hands. "Will you not be so damn loud Niall?!" Niall was about to reply when Liam walked in "Did you yell for me?" He asked rubbing his tired face. They all just recently woken up not knowing two hours ago Zayn had left. "Yes I did now, do you know where Zaynie is?" Niall questioned pointing his pale finger to the wrinkly sheets where Zayn would lay. "No but maybe one of you should call him, he's probably just out" Liam suggested walking away to get Louis up.
"Well are you going to call him or what?" Harry asked throwing Niall a phone. "I am, I am" Niall muttered taking the phone that was thrown at him and started to dial Zayn's number.
"Hello?"
"Where are you?"
"I'm uhh, just met up with a couple of mates then after I'm done I might go to the uh store" Zayn said stumbling over words. The excuses are getting harder to come up with.
"Alright we were just checking on you, when will you be back I miss you already an-"
"Hey I miss him too" Harry cut Niall of then all Zayn could hear was bickering about how they both missed him not just Niall and-
"Look I got to go Niall, Harry bye I love you"
"Love you too" Harry and Niall said in unison before hanging up.
"Let's go tell the other to where Zayn went, then we can just hang out" Harry said as Niall nodded following Harry into Louis' room where they found Liam and Louis cuddling.
The rest of the day just going as a chilled out day, Harry and Niall teasing Liam for cuddling with Louis when he said he was suppose to be waking him up. The continued messing around with each other as they heard the door being opened and keys rattling.
This was the first time they suspected something was up with Zayn by the left over smudges of makeup randomly globed on Zayn's face and the musky smell of hairspray.
"Well where have you been. Did you shag?" Louis questioned looking all over Zayn's appearance which was wrinkled backwards clothes messy hair an a splodge of lip gloss caked on his lips.
"Huh? What? No!" Zayn said flabbergasted. Before anyone could questioned more he ran to his room locking the door. Breathing heavily with excitement and fear he whipped out his trophy from his bag. He got first place again. He squealed looking at it jogging over to the back of his closet to set it next to his other awards. He ran his fingers through his hair and over his face pausing when he felt make up. "Shit" He cursed. Muttering a 'I need to be careful' before getting into the shower.
Little did he know they would find out sooner than he thinks.
