Malibami / 1d

chapter sixteen

I was woken up by a sudden urge to vomit over the entire carpet in Zayn's room. I got up and sprinted to the bathroom across the hall, falling down on my knees and hanging over the toilet for what felt like ages before my stomach felt like it was emptied out.

Suddenly my hair was pulled back and tied in to a ponytail. I looked over my shoulder and saw Lou smiling at me with sympathy. Kelsey handed me a cold wet cloth which I used to wipe my mouth with and then I placed it on my forehead.

"Thanks." I choked out before I had another urge and I leaned back over the toilet seat.

When I was finished I looked back up and saw Zayn standing in the door frame. "You alright?" He asked, brows furrowed. I nodded, looking down at my hands. He nodded, "okay," he replied and walked off again.

Kelsey and Lou exchanged glances at each other and then both sat down on the ground of the bathroom in front of me.

"Want to tell us why you wanted to drink almost an entire bottle of vodka by yourself yesterday before we even went to the party?" Lou asked, staring at me. "Just had some stuff I wanted to forget for a night." I said, biting my lip and staring at my wrist that was still slightly red from Zayn's grip on it yesterday.

"Like what?" Kelsey asked, furrowing her eyebrows. "Nothing big, just some personal issues." I said, not really wanting to tell them the full details about how Zayn sometimes holds on to me a little too hard. "You can tell us, we won't judge, we've been in your situation multiple times before." Lou laughed, making me let out a chuckle.

"I'd rather not, I know you won't judge, I just don't want to talk about it." I said, taking a deep breath, realising my stomach was probably completely empty now and that I was ready to get up again.

I placed my hand on the side of the toilet to lift myself up until I was on my feet again. "If you don't mind, I'm going back to the apartment and sleep this off." I said, walking past them and over to Zayn's room.

He wasn't there anymore, which made me thankful because my headache was too much to deal with him right now. 

I looked around the room and saw a set of black sweatpants he probably didn't mind missing. I was already wearing one of his t-shirts anyways. I put them on and stared in the mirror, slightly rubbing off the make-up that had now moved itself on to my cheeks. 

I bit my lip and walked over to the other side of the room where Zayn had put down all of my stuff. I grabbed it up and wrapped it up in my dress so it looked like a little sac of some sort. I took a deep breath and walked out of the room and down the stairs.

Honestly, I was so tired I just wanted to leave. So without saying anything to anyone, I walked out of the frat house and back over to the apartment Kelsey and Lou lived in. 

The short walk gave me plenty of fresh air which was nice to keep away my nausea. When I got to the apartment complex I walked up the stairs and in to the messy apartment. I dropped my stuff on the floor and laid down on the couch, almost immediately falling back asleep.

I was woken up by the loud ringing of my phone, which made my headache get worse. Without looking I hung up and turned around, not in to talking right now.

A few seconds later my phone rang again and this time I was too annoyed so I picked up without looking at the caller ID and spat, "what."

"Calm down." Zayn spoke in to the phone. "Why did you not say goodbye to me." He then asked, making me groan in annoyance. "Z, I have a headache and just wanted to go home and sleep." I replied.

"You could've said goodbye to me."

"Sorry." 

"I'm coming over right now." He then said, making me sit up on the couch. "What. Why? Zayn I just want to sleep and get rid of this headache." I groaned. "Too late." I looked up when I heard a knock on the door, which made me hang up.

I slowly got up off the couch and walked over to the door, I stared at him for a second before turning back around and walking over to the couch. "Somebody is moody." He chuckled, making me glare at him. "Who would have thought." I said, laying back down with my back facing him.

"Come on, give me a kiss." Zayn said, sitting down on the couch next to where I was laying. "I don't want to I just want to sleep." I sighed, covering my face with my hands, hoping he'd let it go. "It's just a kiss, babe." Zayn said, hovering over me and waiting for me to take my hands away from my face. 

I did and he plumped his lip. I quickly pecked him and then turned around back again. "Well you're no fun." He sighed, getting up. 

"Zayn, if you haven't noticed, I feel like shit and I just want to sleep it off, please just let me be for a fucking day." I said, staring at him. Zayn raised one of his eyebrows and looked at me like he began getting angry. "Fine." He spat, picking up his leather jacket and walking straight out of the door, slamming it shut.

I closed my eyes. Where was the Zayn that I fell for when I just met him. I hadn't seen him in a while. Ever since the party at my brother's frat where I invited Zayn, he started acting different. He was more controlling and it felt harder to please him. I laid back down and before I noticed there was a tear rolling down my cheek.

I shook my head, did I actually make a mistake by dating Zayn? Should I have listened to my brother in the first place and ignored him when Liam told me to. Why was I such a stubborn girl sometimes. 

The thoughts about Liam brought me back to their frat house, their parties, their everything. I missed Liam, I missed Camilla, I missed Ali, Louis, Harry and Niall so much. 

Was sacrificing my friendship with them all worth it, just for the fact I could now date Zayn?

I sobbed a little longer until I fell back asleep, hoping that the next time I woke up, the headache would be gone and maybe my happiness would have come back again.