18. Rekindled

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I felt nervous for the entire ride home, worried that things hadn't worked out between Zayn and Josie. What if we got in and they were in the middle of a fight? I didn't want to make things worse by interuptting an argument. Niall must have noticed how tense I was, and put his hand on my thigh comfortingly, and smiled caringly when I looked up.

"Don't worry about them." He said, "I'm sure Zayn sorted it out."

I tried to convince myself that what he said was true, although I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He took my hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb as he scanned my face carefully.

I kept nervously checking my phone, hoping that Josie would text me to tell me that everything was ok, but no such luck. I was secretly willing for something to happen that would indicate that I shouldn't be worrying, but I couldn't calm myself, even with Niall trying his hardest to calm me down.

We parked around the back of the building, in the same hidden and secluded spot we always do. I got out and followed the rest of the boys who walked in first.

We reached the door of the flat, but didn't hear any shouts coming from the inside like I would expect if they had been fighting. I quietly got the door card out of my back pocket and opened the door, trying to be as quiet as possible and not disturb Josie and Zayn.

I walked in first, and gasped at what I saw. Zayn and Josie were in the middle of the room. Kissing. Repeat, kissing. Well whatever happened back here must've worked out.

They seperated when they heard the door creak open, smiling madly at our surprised faces.

"Well, you two've made up I see." I laughed,

"Yeah, Zayn explained it all to me, we're back together now." Josie smiled, Zayn kissing her cheek in the process.

"I'm glad you're both happy again." Tamsin sighed, "We were all so worried that you wouldn't get back together again."

"It seems as though it takes more than a rabid fan to keep us apart." Zayn laughed,

"Well what should we do now?"

"Celebration!" Liam said,

"We only just got in!" I complained, "Any celebrations are to be held here.

"I'll get the alcohol!" Louis ran into the kitchen,

"So we celebrate Jayn getting back together by getting drunk off our arses?" Tamsin laughed,

"It's as good a reason as any." Harry chuckled.

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In a few hours we were absolutely shitfaced, rolling around the floor laughing at each other.

"You know what???" I slurred, poking Niall's chest, "I think you're, SEXY AS FUCK!"

I fell to the floor in a fit of giggles, narrowly missing the bottle of Smirnoff behind me.

"I agree!!" He shouted, "I AM SEXY AS FUCK!"

He held his own bottle of drink above his head, sloshing the liquid inside around.

"I'm glad we made up!" Josie shouted to Zayn, who had at some point taken his shirt off, "It means I can do this!"

He knocked him over backwards laying on top of him. Maybe we should have stopped drinking a while ago. Of course though, Liam being Liam, he wasn't nearly so drunk as the rest of us were. He was picking everything up as we sprawled it over the floor, moving bottles that we could knock over.

"I think we should stop this now." He warned, "You're really going to hurt tomorrow morning."

"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!!" Tamsin declared, taking another swig, "I FEEL FABULOUS!"

Louis was running around the room with a bottle of tequila in his hand, falling over at every single corner of the room, but not seeming to mind as he continuously got back up and kept on running.

"I'M KING OF THE FUCKING WORLD!!" He would scream as he passed us.

"We definitely need to get you to bed, all of you." Liam said, picking up Josie who had since passed out on the floor.

"But we're having so much fuuun..." I whined,

"But Beth..." Niall smirked, "We could go to bed."

He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and I instantly picked up on his hint.

"Oh right..." I giggled, running off towards his room.

I ran into the room and jumped on the bed, laughing as Niall tumbled into the room.

He took his jeans and T-shirt off, jumping on the bed next to me.

"But baby..." Niall moaned, "I'm really tired."

"Niaaaaallll.." I walked my fingers up his chest, "You promised."

"Well now I'm in bed." He whined, "I'm going to sleep."

"If I get you some more to drink, can I change your mind?" I smirked suggestively,

"Yeaaahh." He chuckled,

"I'll be back soon, Ni." I smiled, kissing him sloppily.

He laughed as I stumbled out of the room back to the kitchen to get some more to drink.

When I got to the living room, I saw Tamsin, Harry and Zayn all passed out on the floor. Tamsin was sprawled out over Harry, with him laying on his front. Liam walked back into the room as I looked at the scene before me.

"You should get to bed, Beth." He said, "Before you pass out like the rest of them."

"We need some more to drink." I giggled,

"Well get to bed soon." He said, dragging Harry to the sofa by his hand.

I picked up the tequila off the floor, before stumbling back to Niall's room.

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"I'm back, Nialler!!"

I was greeted by silence, as I looked over and saw Niall fast asleep on the bed, his arms above his head as his chest rose and fell rhythmically.

Oh well. More for me! I threw myself onto the bed, haphazardly putting the bottle on the bedside table. I snuggled up to Niall and closed my eyes.

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