One Direction and 5SOS Imagines

Heated Fight

Authors note:

Hey! :) Here's the next chapter! I hope you guys enjoy.

P.S. My best friend/sister helped me write this chapter because she is amazing and I love her and what better to do then write a sexual fan fiction about Zayn with your best friend all night long? NOTHING! Heheheh

ANYWHORE....

*WARNING* THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES SEXUAL CONTENT! I AM NOT SUGAR COATING ANYTHING! SKIP IF YOU DONT WANT TO READ IT! AND DONT MENTION NOT USING A CONDOM BECAUSE SHE'S NOT GETTING PREGNANT!

Songs for this chapter:

Touching on My- 3OH!

Fuck you betta- Neon Hitch

Birthday Sex- Jerimah

Ride- Somo

Your POV:

I look up at the clock on the wall and sigh. It's been 45 minutes since my best friend, Zayn, said he was going to be home. We were suppose to have a movie night tonight, because it's his birthday but I'm tired and it's getting late. We haven't hung out, just the two of us, in a long time and I was genuinely excited for tonight.

Lately he's been coming home really late. Sometimes he's even drunk off his ass. I would have to help him up the stairs, clean him up, and make sure he is in bed. Then I would have to wake him up the next morning and make sure he wasn't late for work. Other times he would bring girls home. I can hear the giggling through the walls as he takes her upstairs to his room. It's the same cycle of and over again and I'm getting fed up with it. He is home at times but it's no longer than and hour. He either goes out to party or he gets a booty call and rushes to the girls house. He's 21 he can live his life how ever he wants. He can have fun and party every night but when it starts interfering with our friendship and my life that's when it becomes a problem.

I've known Zayn since elementary school. We sat next to each other in the kindergarten. He asked if he could barrow my blue crayon because his broke. Ever since then we've been best friends. We always ate lunch together and played superheroes on the playground during recess. In middle school we remained friends. We even had one class together every year. He back then he was a ladies man. You can't blame him. He's handsome. High school came faster then we expected. We were still close friends but it was getting harder and harder to spend time with each other. We had jobs and other friends to hang out with. But we refused to just forgot about each other. How could we? We grew up together. After high school we ended up going to the same college and graduated together. Of course my feelings grew for him but I kept quite because he had girlfriends the entire time in high school and I didn't want to act like he had to be my boyfriend because he was my best friend and we grew up together. Seeing him with all those girls hurt but I don't control what he does and I will not tell him he can't do what he wants.

Now we own a flat together and his behavior has gotten worse. He parties almost every night. Of course I wait for him to make sure he's okay. I fall asleep waiting for him because he fails to tell him he was staying over the girls house. It's getting to the point where I don't want to deal with him anymore.

I go back to scrolling through my phone when I hear the lock on the door start to jingle. Zayn walks in and gives me and award winning smile. I'm too annoyed at this point even enjoy his smile.

"Hey."

"Hey Y/N. Sorry I'm late."

"It's fine."

He plops down next to me on the couch and sprawls out. He closes his eyes and sighs. He looks so exhausted. I feel kinda bad. He does work very hard and the only time he has to let lose is when he parties. I just don't want him over working himself.