Chapter twenty one

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AUTHORS NOTES: OKAY LISTEN I'M SO SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN WHAT SEEMS LIKE FOREVER BUT I'VE BEEN BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND STUFF BUT I JUST GOT MY COMPUTER CHARGER FIXED SO I HAVE MY LAPTOP BACK SO THERE WILL BE MORE UPDATES :D AGAIN, REALLY SORRY. BUT KEEP COMMENTING AND STUFF, LOVE GETTING REVIEWS :) 

Oh btw, theme song to Josh's entire relationship situation and stuff - DRUNK BY ED SHEERAN. i love ed sheeran so much, words do not even begin to explain okay 

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"Josh .. Josh open up!" Zayn knocked loudly on the door of Josh's hotel suite for about the fiftieth time, calling his name for the thousandth. I just stood next to him, watching closely as he got more and more frustrated. His teeth were clenched together, making his jaw line more defined. Each time he'd nock, my view of his biceps got better and better.

Lord, this bow can look sexy whenever he wants.

Finally, the door began to rattle and eventually swung open, revealing a very hungover Josh. His hair was a mess and face looked a tad bit swollen from where Zayn had hit him last night. HIs eyes squinted and you could tel he was trying not to wince everytime he blinked. A loud groan escaped his mouth.

"What?!" he mumbled in annoyance. Zayn gruffed and threw his hands in there, getting pushed off the edge of patience.

"Dude, you've been sleepibg all day! We've got sound check in like two hours." he rolled his eyes. Josh was really not on Zayn's favorite people list.

"Then come get me again in an hour." Josh massaged his forehead with on hand and tried to slam the door with the other. The door bounced back open due to Zayn's foot that blocked it.

"No, Josh. We really need to talk...like right now." I muttered. He let out another loud groan then fully opened his door. Me and Zayn followed him into his kitchen area, taking seats on the barstools while he grabbed painkillers from the cabinet. He made himself a glass of water then turned around to face us.

"So, what do we need to talk about?' He asked, swallowing his pills along with some water. Me and Zayn exchanged weird look before he started.

"Recap everything you know from yesterday, please." Zayn said in sorta a mocking tone. Oh god. Josh pulled a face then started staring at the ground.

"Yikes, yesterday. Hm, this might be a while...uh okay let's see.. we flew here...chilled for a while..I started drinking..everybody went out...I started getting upset about uh..Bailee..and that's all I can remember. The rest is a blur, kinda."

"Come on, Josh. Really think about it." I lifted an eyebrow as he began thinking again.

"Yeah, Josh. Realy think. Because does kissing my girlfriend ring a bell?" Zayn spat out at him. His eyes widened a bit as he chocked on the water he was sipping on.

"I-I did what?" Josh's mouth dropped completely.

"Yeah, well why don't you tell me what was going through your drunk little head of yours, huh? Obviously not the fact that her boyfriend was right in the kitchen!" Zayn hissed.

"Damn, Zayn I honestly don't remember-"

"Zayn! You promised we'd talk, not fight!" I snapped. "So if you're going to be like this, just let me and Josh talk alone. Okay?"

"I don't know, I don't want to come back to see him attacking your lips again."

"Zayn, stop!" I yelled.

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