What are the Odds? *Zayn Malik*

The After Party.

~Mackenzies POV~

Now that Im not having girlie issues er anything, me and the girls are moving rooms around. The place me and the girls had, had two rooms. Niall and Harry can be here. The boys place had three rooms, so I put my stuff in Zayns room, Danielle to Liams, and Eleanor to Louis.

Us girls got ready together. The boys planned on going out after so we agreed to go with them. I put on white jean shorts, and a yellow spaghetti strapped ruffled shirt. I put on my white TOMS and curled my hair. I pulled my front hair back. I put on a light amount of make up. I must say, I looked hot!

The girls were waiting for me in the living room. We all looked amazing. Exspecially since we were just going to a concert, then to a party after. I got my phone and we were heading out the door.

We were escorted backstage. The boys were all waiting there, doing whatever they do before the show.

"Hey boys! Wheres Zayn?" I asked.

"Hes outside. Should be right next to that door." Louis said. I nodded and went out the door. Zayn was outside, smoking. He saw me and hid his cigarette.

"Hi Mk! Im glad your finally here."

"Me too. So, why are you out here?" I knew why, because he was smoking. I wanted to know if he would tell me or not. The girls would say he did, but Ive never really witnessed it. So I guess I never really believed them.

"Just needed some fresh air thats all."

"This air isnt fresh. It smells like like smoke out here." He looked away from me.

"Im sorry. But, can you go inside? I dont mean to be rude er anything. Please?"

"Is there something you would like to tell me?" He shook his head. I sighed and went back inside.

"Whats wrong Kenzie?" Niall asked.

"Zayn is a smoker correct?" They all nodded. "Well hes outside doing so right now. He wont tell me though. I know he is, but he wont tell me."

"He isnt really comfterable with smoking. It took him a while to open up to us. He doesnt like it, but it helps him relieve stress. He wants to stop, and hes trying. Let him open up to you when hes ready." Liam said. I nodded.

"Well, we should be getting to our seats now. See you after guys!" Dani said. We were getting ready to go when Zayn walked in.

"Hold up for a sec." I said and went to Zayn. "Your gonna do great tonight. Love you." I said to him. I could smell the smoke come off of him. He kissed my lips and I could taste it.

"I love you too." I smiled and half fake smile and walked to the girls.

"You smell like smoke a little too." El said.

"He kissed me and I could taste it." I said and we walked to our seats. They were in the second row in the center.

The concert started. We were singing along with the songs, we were basically fans. And we are.

The concert was over and we met the boys back stage.

"Great job!" I said and gave him a big hug. We had to stay after for a little while because of the fans that had back stage passes. They met the girlfriends and the boys. Me and Zayn were sitting on the couch together.

"Can I talk to you outside?"

"Ughm sure!" I said and he grabbed my hand.

"So earliar. You know why I was out here, dont you." I nodded my head. "Please, just know Im sorry. Im really really sorry."

"Zayn, I still love you. Im gonna love you no matter what. Your always going to me my teddy bear." I wrapped my arms around him in a tight hug. I looked up at him and he looked down at me.

"I love you soo much."

"I love you too. We should get back inside. They might be wondering where we are." He nodded. I grabbed his hand and interwined out fingers. We walked back inside.

"Are we ready to go to the party!?" Louis yelled. We all cheered and headed for the limo.

We arrived to the place, and hopped out of the limo. The VIP section was ready for us. I got to meet a lot of famous people. Everyone was super nice. Zayn, was drunk in half an hour. I think he was just upset because of tonight. I was drinking right along side him. I was a little upset with what happened, so drinking was deffanitly in my favour.

I didnt know what time it was. But it had to be very late. Me and Zayn were dancing and having a good time together. Everyones words were slurred. I could barley talk, and I couldnt really understand what everyone was saying.

I feel like I was not only drinking on my own, but Zayn was kind of making me drink also. At about 2 in the morning, we were leaving, and the limo driver brought us home. I walked into the hotel and went to Zayn and Is room.

I flopped down onto the bed and Zayn fell on top of me. His elbows were by my head so he wouldnt crush me. We started to kiss each other, passionatly. He rolled over and I rolled over on top of him. We continued to kiss each other. His tounge going across my lips. I could smell the alcohol. I ripped off his shirt. I ran my hands up and down his warm body. I could feel his abs, and they felt good. I wanted to, so bad, but I couldnt.

"Zayn, I cant." I said and he looked me in the eyes.

"Then we wont." He slurred and went back to kissing me. I knew this is as far as we get. I trusted Zayn. He wouldnt do anything we both didnt agree on. Even when hes drunk.

But If I didnt make that promise...