Chapter 39

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---Zayn's POV---
After getting home from visiting with my mom I decide to check Facebook and Twitter.

I see that Alex had posted pictures of her and her friends at a club.

If she's having fun, why can't I?

"Hey guys, wanna go bowling or something?" I go to the living room.

They all agree to go so we get ready. I go with my usual, white tshirt, dark skinny jeans, and white tennis shoes.

"Zayn did you know that Alex is at Whiskey River?" Liam points out.

"Yeah, and so is Courtney."

"I know, but I trust her. But guess who's playing?"

"Who?"

"5 Seconds of Summer."

"So?"

"Jesus Christ! Do you know anyone in it?"

"No"

"Her ex, Michael." he shows me a pic of them dancing.

"So. We talked about him one night. He cheated on her. So I trust her around him." I clench my jaw.

"Just letting you know"

---Alex's POV---

"Hey can I buy you a drink?" Ashton asks.

"I'm only 19"

"Well, can you at least sit at the bar with me. I don't wanna look like a loner" he laughs, his dimples showing.

"So what happend between you and Michael again?" he asks as we sit, the bartender flirting with some girl.

"You don't remember?"

"Akex, that was like four years ago. I'm getting old" he laughs a little more.

"Well, I saw him and some girl in a magazine kissing. So I broke up with him" I look down.

"Yeah he was drunk that night"

"I know, I just didn't want it to happen again"

"I don't blame you" he agrees.

He then gets the bartender's attention and he orders one drink for him.

"Are you even old enough to drink?"

"Yeah I turned 21 already." (I know that's not his age but whatevs) he then takes a drink.

---Zayn's POV---

It's a long ride to the bowling alley but we finally arrive.

We get our shoes and start playing.

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"Two more points, then you'll beat me.
Which you won't do" Harry smirks at Louis.

"Um, I think I will" he then makes a strike.

"Pretty good"
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"Those girls are so checking you out Zayn" Liam tells me.

"Okay, so. I still like Alex"

We turn in our shoes then walk to the car.

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