Niall.
When I woke up I was butt naked. I began to panic. I could still hear the music pounding as well as people chattering and jeering.
I got up and looked outside, finding every guest still her even though it was light now.
As I turned around Zayn came out of the bathroom naked
"Good morning my lovely" Zayn smiled
"Get out"
"What?"
"Get the fuck out of my room!"
Zayn didn't say anything else, he only forced his lips onto me, immediately wrapping his hands in my hair
I began to squirm... I didn't want Zayn.
That was a lie. I did want Zayn... I wanted him more than anything but I couldn't let him know that because he hurt me and I'd only be hurt again.
Zayn drew back, holding both my hands and tempting me to look into his slightly filled eyes
"Please baby... You said you'd take me back" he whispered "you told me you still loved me"
"I was drunk... I lied" I answered "I love Harry"
"Niall please" Zayn's eyes began to fill with tears "please don't do this again... Stop saying you love him"
"Why?" I asked
"Because it's not true" Zayn whimpered, slightly reaching for my face
Zayn then backed up his hand again, obviously scared to touch me
"Zayn-"
"Please" he begged "I need you Niall... I promise"
"Your promises are nothing to me" I spat
"I swear!" Zayn shouted as he began to cry "I swear to god this isn't another bet!"
I gulped, stepping back as much as I could and quickly putting my boxers back on.
"H-how can I trust you?" I stuttered "after what you d-did to me?"
"You can't" Zayn sobbed "I know that you can't but... That doesn't change the fact that I love you"
"Shut up" I snapped "I don't care if you love me"
"Niall..." Zayn pleaded "you have to believe me... Can't you see I'm hurting?"
"No I can't" I folded my arms "but if I loved you, maybe I could see that"
Zayn mewled, making my features soften. His bottom lip trembled and he began to shake... No fucking way, he was about to throw a hissy fit.
"Niall" he pleaded
"Leave me alone"
"But... I love you"
"I don't give a damn"
"Test me... Go ahead and test me!" Zayn burst into tears "I'll prove it! I can prove it if you test me!"
"What's my middle name then?" I asked
"James" Zayn sniffled "your full name is Niall James Horan"
"When was I born?"
"13th of September... 1993"
"What am I afraid of?"
"Pigeons" Zayn answered "cuz when you were little one attacked you on the toilet"
Jeez. Zayn was good... But he could have just expected me to ask him questions. So I needed to pull a hard one
"Alright" I smiled "if you know so much... What do I love the most in the world and why?"
