Good Girls Love Bad Boys (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 35

I finished doing my hair while Zayn got dressed. I was still wrapped in a towel when he finished.

"Valerie for God's sake you have been in front of that mirror for half an hour"

"Be patient" and then I remembered about the bright idea I had in the car.

"Oh, I was going to tell you, I had this idea" I turned from the mirror and wrapped my hands around his neck. He was wearing a plaid red, blue and black shirt with some jeans.

"That doesn't sound good"

"It is like a challenge, the one of us two who doesn't get drunk tonight wins"

"Are you serious"

"If you don't do it I am leaving" I said going back to my hair.

"Okay, calm down" he sighed and placed a hand in my waist, really close to my butt.

"Are you doing it ?"

"Yes" he sighed again.

"You can drink like a beer or something not so strong" He grabbed my butt, hard, and then slapped it.

"Damn, you have a huge ass"

"Pass me my clothes please ?" He walked out of the bathroom and handed me a pair of black leggings and a maroon crop top.

"You look hot on this" he placed it in my hands.

"How come you know ?"

"I always know" he winked at me and sat in the edge of the bed, watching me drop the towel to the floor, and putting my underware and outfit on.

"Lets go babe" he held my hand, and we walked outside his room, he locked it so no hormones teenagers would not get in. There were a couple of people in the living room, it was dark, and the music was loud. Everyone had a beer or a red cup in their hands, and some people where smoking something that did not look like cigarettes.

I coughed. Zayn turned to look at me when he stepped in the last stair. Then we went and greeted everyone. From Andies to Veronicas, from Janes to Sebastians. Carly was there, and Ashton, Calum, Luke and Michael. I chatted with Carly in the living room while Zayn greeted the boys.

"So you're dating him"

"Yes Carly"

"Oh God... I never expected this" she placed a hand in her forehead.

"Don't stress out, you can still talk to him"

"BUT OH GOD YOU TWO ARE SO FUCKING DIFFERENT IN EVERY ASPECT WHAT IS THIS"

"I know, trust me I know" and I did know, I knew all and every single one of those differences, I was aware we were different. "But we do have similarities, a lot of them"

"THIS IS THE APOCALYPSE" she stormed out of the kitchen, and that was when I knew she was totally. Drunk.

"Hey sexy lady, wanna dance ?" Zayn held his hand out for me.

"Yeah" I took it and we walked to the backyard, next to the pool, where everyone was totally lost in their own world. We started dancing, the music blasting through the huge speakers next to the unknown dj. Then, after this weird Skrillex song, came one of my favorites.

"I looovee this songg" I said to him.

"It is... Age appropriate"

"Iggy Iggy pussy illy
Wetter than the Amazon
Taste this kitty
Silly Billy poppin' pilly's
Smoke it like a swisher
Lick this philly
Mold em ah! Soak em ah!
Hook em like crack, after shock
Molten ah! Lava drop
This should be outlawed, call me Pac"

"What the..."

"You know I can rap"

"Oh yeah I remeber, Love more" I paused, impressed and taken aback. Love more... The song I sang while we where in his car, like a month ago, when we hated each other,

"How do you..."

"I went home, and looked for it"

"Why ?"

"Because it reminded me of you" I smiled and kissed him quickly. And we kept dancing, not drinking, but dancing, laughing to each other's stupid moves, and enjoying ourselves.

I got two beers for us, and we drinked them while talking about the Avengers and watching people collapse in the floor. Our happiness. Our moment. Then we danced to this song called 'Find you' by Zedd. How did I know that ? Some dude shouted it to my ear while he was on his way to look for his ninth beer and a shot of tequila.

"I'm kind of tired"

"We won't be able to sleep with this music up"

"You are right, but my eyes are like closing" I frowned.

"Lets just go upstairs and talk" I nodded and held his hand. He guided me through the massive growd of people, which wasn't there the last time I checked. We sat in the bed facing each other, knees crossed.

"You start" I said.

"Favorite food in all the planet ?"

"Oh God...probably risotto" he nodded. "Uhh, favorite type of music ?"

"Punk rock. Favorite ice cream flavor ? Be specific"

"The Chocolate Fudge Brownie from Ben and Jerry's" I closed my eyes and imagined that enormous cup of ice cream I had maybe three months ago. "What do you want to study ?"

"Not sure, but maybe you know like, painter. You ?"

"Nutritionist or something like that. If you were stuck in an island for a month, who would you take out of three people"

"You"

"And ?"

"You"

"Zayn you have to pick three"

"You are the only person I can stand to be with for more than an hour" I smiled, because I knew it was true, Zayn has only a bit of toleration towards people. I stood up and looked for one of my pijama pants, putting them on and taking my shirt off, going back to bed. We cuddled, he took his shirt and pants off. We cuddled for a big while, my eyes getting heavier by second. Just when I was about to go in this heavy sleep, my mouth disconnected from my brain in an awesome way.

"I love you too" I said, and then closed my eyes.