falling in love with the enemy ➳ [z.m.]

Chapter 6.

Mari's POV

         I open my eyes and look to the side of me. Part of me expected to see Zayn there, but part of me didn't. Looks like that other part of me was right though. I get up out the bed and walk to the mirror in the room.

         I look fucking terrible.

          I put my hair up in a messy bun and look inside the closet to see a pair of skinny jeans and a fuzzy sweater. It's not really my style, but I put it on anyway. Then I slip my leather jacket back on and my boots. I walk out of the room and head down several flights of stairs before I make it to the main floor. I turn the corner and see 4 other guys and Zayn talking to each other. Once I step foot into the kitchen, all of their eyes turn and focus on me.

         "Mari DeSanta, in the flesh," the one with curly hair says and a smirk spreads across his face.

         He's the one that fucking grabbed me. I recognize his curly brown hair.

         I walk over to him and slap him in the face. He rubs his jaw and he looks shocked.

         "That's payback for grabbing me last night," I say before giving him a fake smile.

        The guy rubs his jaw and then smirks at me.  "She's feisty Zayn," he says before licking his lips. "I like her."

        Zayn clenches his jaw and narrows his eyes. "Shut the fuck up Harry," Zayn growls.

         I sit down at the table next to Zayn. "Hey," I say before giving him a small smile.

         He just takes a quick glance at me and turns his attention somewhere else. It was almost as if he was angry with me.

         What the fuck did I do?

         "Someone's cranky today," I laugh. Zayn doesn't even look at me and takes a sip of his coffee. I look at all the other boys' around the table with their eyes glued on their phones. I decide to break the awkward silence. "So I know Harry now," I say before looking at the curly haired one. "But who are the rest of you guys?" I ask.

         The one with brown hair and blue eyes looks at me first and smiles. "Well I'm Louis, love. Louis Tomlinson."

         "Nice to meet you Mr. Tomlinson," I say before winking at him. Louis has a very attractive smile. I hear Zayn growl next to me and I feel like bursting out laughing. But, I let out a small chuckle instead. I look to the right of me and make eye contact with the blonde haired one with piercing blue eyes. I remember seeing him at the club the other night. "And who would you be?" I ask him.

         "Niall," he mumbles, acting like he doesn't wanna speak to me.

         "Well nice to me you too then," I say before rolling my eyes at him. Then I look at the person beside Niall with short brown hair and brown eyes. He makes eye contact with me.

         "I'm Liam," he says before giving me a small wave.

         "Nice to meet ya Liam," I say. I look at all the other boys' again. "See Louis and Liam are not dicks like the rest of you," I say. Zayn looks at me and rolls his eyes. "Don't roll your eyes at me because it's true Zayn." Zayn stands up and so do the rest of the boys'.

         "Get up," he says.

         "Why?"

         "We are going out for a bit."