Leave the Legacy

Chapter 10

Zayn's P.O.V

As I rome around my house looking for my Nirvana shirt, I find a underwear that was from last weeks hang out realizing that it was my turn to create the hang out. I quickly storm my way out of the laundry room to my bedroom to attain my phone that consist of a list of what I need.

These 'hang outs' did not start long ago, it actually started about 5 weeks ago. This group consisted of about four of my friends, and the additional people that were added. So every week when there is a 'hang out' a group member adds someone to the group. And this time I knew exactly who to welcome in.

I make my way out to the local cafe to get fresh coffee bean, when a familiar person catches my eye. I hurry my way inside, and smile at her, "Hello Scar" I say waving at her. She was the one I was going to invite to the 'hang out' tonight.

Scarlet's P.O.V

I smile at him, and wave back, "Hey Zayn."

I take a sip of my Dr.Pepper when he approaches the seat in front of me and clears his throat to speak.

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me tonight?" he questions.

I remember the last time I went to a party with him, nothing really went that bad, I just met Harry. I think of the most weirdest thing that could happen, but nothing comes to mind. Zayn is a nice guy, the last thing he would probably want to do is get me drunk, because when I am drunk, I am weird.

I look at him, and answer, "Yea! When is it?" I question.

He looks at me and grabs my hand leaving money for the waiteress,

"Right now" he states, and leads me to his car.

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Zayn pulls into the drive way, turning off the ignition. As we make our way inside the house, I guess we were getting ready for the hangout; because nobody was at his house yet.

''So what exactly happens at these hangouts?'' I ask him as we enter his kitchen. I see him opening a cabinet filled with all kinds of food. He waves to me signaling for me to help him with the food.

"Not much, you probably would expect us to get drunk out of our minds,but instead we just watch movies, drink, smoke, and if your drunk enough, anything could happen" He says helping me set up the food and all that on the table.

Hmmmm, you would not really expect that from who he is. I mean his mates look all dark. It sounds like one of those sleepover's a fourteen year old girl would be throwing for her birthday, but no, it was a   'hang out' feauturing people from the ages of twenty to twenty-four. I start to wonder who is coming. And at this moment, he could probably say everyones name, and I only know about two of the hundread people.

"Zayn, Who is coming?" I ask noticing we are nearly done.

"Just my mates, Gina, and some guy named Kellin." He says.

'Just my mates', What does he mean by just his mates? Is that like the whole friends list on his facebook page, because if you ask me, there are about 400. Gina was also coming, her and that Kellin boy sure make a cute couple. I remember her telling me before I left they were just, 'friends', but after seeing them jump on that bed together, I knew that they were certaintly more than 'friends'.

By this time we were done getting ready for the party, it was around five. I went to the bathroom to see if I looked good enough to not get judged by people I hardly even knew.. Zayn decided that he should text everybody to come over while I went to the restroom.