it's you [malik]

twenty-three || strictly dickly

Zayn

Today's about to be shitty. But honestly that's been everyday recently. I guess things were better when me and Alana had the whole friends with benefits agreement but i'm assuming that's over since she's still with Niall.

Well, she never wasn't with him but I found out she still has sex with him. When I asked her yesterday morning she didn't answer the question of course but I eavesdropped on Niall's conversation with Louis while we rehearsed today and they confirmed it.

I just don't understand her. She wants him one second then she wants me. I mean literally she comes to my room every night but acts like she doesn't want anything to do with me during the day. I know I shouldn't be complaining because I came up with the idea of FWB in the first place. But damn. I didn't think I'd be so uneasy about it.

"Zayn. Are you coming to lunch with us?" Liam asked as we clean up the stage so the girls can rehearse.

"Um. No. I actually want to go back to my room. I didn't get a well enough sleep yesterday." I answer then he nods and they leave.

I would have went but recently they've just been asking so many questions and they're always in my business. So to avoid all of that i'd rather just not hang around them for now.

I decided to sit around in the venue since I have nothing better to do but then I hear a door open and female voices.

Shit.

I stand up and get ready to walk out before they notice I'm here but they see me anyways.

"Oh. Hey Zayn." Nia says.

I've actually talked to Nia a few times before and shes actually pretty cool. We just complained about the whole boy/girl group thing. She had complaints particularly about Brooklyn and how shes so obsessed with wanting to be famous and I complained about not being comfortable anymore. I also think I said some stuff about Perrie. Not telling her its PR of course, just complaining.

"Hey Nia, Brook" I say then just slightly glance over at Alana who was trying to avoid eye contact with me.

Childish? Yes. Petty? Yes.

Do I care?

No.

Alana

"Okay. What was that?" Nia asked laughing.

The girls and I are in the venue sitting and talking like we always do before we actually rehearse. We're talking specifically about how Zayn just dissed me. His childish ass is still mad at me for absolutely no reason. It all happened after he asked if I still have sex with Niall. I cant help but think hes jealous of the fact that he isn't the only guy I have sex with. Even though he was. Well, up until yesterday.

"Who cares. He's a dickhead." I say passively pulling out my phone.

"No but seriously been super awkward between you two. Remember that day in the elevator? And he's always looking at you. He might have a crushhh." Brook says then I laugh in her face.

"Please."

Zayn having a crush on me is the most ridiculous thing i've ever heard. Especially because I would never like him back. We're just sexual partners. Or we were. I'm not even sure where we stand with his little attitude everywhere.

"Possibly. I was talking to him about Perrie the other day and he doesn't like her tbh." Nia shrugged.

Wait. What? Him and Nia talk? Why? That's not okay. He's probably trying to do friends with benefits with her as well. God he's such a dick. And he's going to try and be mad because I have sex with my boyfriend. What the fuck?

I pull out my phone and text him.

"Me and you are fucking talking later."

"See. I think he thinks you're hot but he knows he cant have you so he's like really distant and cold. I mean shit Lay. You're a hispanic dancer with green eyes, a pretty face, and a fat ass. If i wasn't strictly dickly I'd want you too." she says then we all laugh then finally decided to get up and practice.

After rehearsal ended I go back to my room so I can just chill out before the show later on tonight. I see a notification from Zayn pop up on my phone.

"You sound upset. I might sit this 'talk' out."

Seriously what the fuck is his issue. He's acting so immature right now. It's so annoying.

I get up off my bed then walk out of my room then downstairs to his. I don't care if he doesn't want to talk to me I will force him.

I bang on his door until it opens him looking annoyed as fuck and I probably look the same way.

"What are you doing here? I told you I don't want to talk." he said avoiding my eyes.

"Can you stop acting like a child for one second and let me in?" I say through gritted teeth then he just groaned letting the door open fully.

"Okay. First thing. Why have you been talking to Nia?" I asked watching him close the door then he shrugged.

"I don't know. She's my friend." He said plainly.

"No. No she's not. You aren't about to drag her into your mess Zayn." I say then his eyebrows furrow.

"What are you talking about? I had one conversation with her. I'm not trying to fuck her Alana." he said sitting down on his bed.

Oh.

"What's this all about. Are you jealous?" he continued while his infamous smirk took over his face.

Me? Jealous? Of Zayn talking to Nia? Please. I'm just worried about her falling into Zayn's trap then getting hurt.

"You mean jealous like you are of Niall?" I tease.

"I'm not jealous of him." he says avoiding my eyes.

"So why have you been so mad at me?" I asked walking over to him.

"Because if you want to have sex with him then do it. But if you're having sex with me then it should only be me. That's the rules of friends with benefits. Everyone knows this." He says.

That definitely is not the rules. But whatever he has to say to make himself feel better is fine by me.

I climb onto the bed then straddle his lap. His hands rest on my hips then he looks up at me confused but I can see the lust growing behind his hazel eyes.

"Good because I don't want to have sex with him anymore." I practically whisper then bring my lips to his.

It's sad but true. I don't like having sex with Niall knowing that I'm cheating. So now I'm strictly Zayn's dickly.

"Good" he mumbles against my lips flipping me over onto the mattress.

Well atleast he isn't mad anymore.