Breathe {Zayn Malik}

Chapter 6: Pinky Promise

I just heard my Dad humming 'Steal My Girl'! #Acheviement

Dedicated to @Ritastar because she is just super nice, and SO cool! You should go check out her Book! It's great!

♥Zayn's POV♥

"Zayn, My Main man, My Vain man, You've finally scored yourself a date!" Niall Said, sloppily wrapping his arm around my shoulder, as we walked into our temporary home, his flat.

"Yeah Zayn, She's a total Catch! You've done well, Lad." Louis also commented, too believing it Hook, Line, and Sinker.

"Well it's all thanks to you boys," I partially thanked them, with a real smile. I was just glad that they were happy and back to normal, not nagging at my every move. Also, that I had something to keep me occupied for awhile. I had way to much time to mope and think about Perrie over the break we were on from work. Luna was also really attractive, making our little game, or shall I say plan, all the more fun.

"How about we go out and do something?" Harry asked, walking into the flat then Slamming the door accidentally, because he really didn't know his own strength.

"Well Zayn's mood has seemed to improve, I believe this calls for a celebration, Boys!" Liam exclaimed, already getting giddy. We never really did anything together, that didn't involve work.

"A pub or  Club, whats on you lads minds?" I asked them, and took a seat at the kitchen island, sitting my head on my hands, that were propped up by my elbows.

"I'd fancy a drink," Louis said with a shrug, sitting himself down across from me.

"But most of the pubs in this area are small, and it would be easy to get recognized." Liam said, earning his way into the conversation.

"I know a nice pub on the other side of town, and it should only take us around ten or fifteen minutes to get there." Niall proposed.

"Whatcha' Say boys?" I asked, getting excited. I hadn't been out in forever, and could really use a good drink. Don't forget the woman,Luna and I weren't really dating so I could do anything I wanted. I was finally in a decent mood, and free.

"Let's do it," Harry agreed, and the other boys chimed in their own ways of agreeing.

"Who will stay sober?" I asked, and looked at all if the boys.

"Hmm," Louis wondered, looking on the counters for straws or something to help us.

"Let's all put our feet in the middle, and do that song thing little kids do." Liam said, and stuck his foot out. We all gathered around him and out out feet together in a circle like we all did as kids.

"Whoever is The last one standing has to be our driver since I gave Larry a break and also has watch over us. Alright?"  Harry said and We all agreed, as Niall bended over.

"Inky Binky Bonkey, Zayn looks like a donkey," Niall changed the song, causing the others to laugh. "Well everyone cried because of Zayn's face, inky Binky bonkey."

He kept eliminating boys  until it was only Harry and me left.

"Inky Binky Bonkey, Zayn looks like a donkey. Everyone died because of Zayn's face, Inky Binky," He hovered over my foot purposely. "Bonkey." He tapped Harry's foot, causing Harry to sigh and cross his arms.

"What about Liam?" Louis suddenly asked, making all of our heads snap towards him.

"What about me?" Liam questioned, shifting his weight on his left foot.

"You can't drink. One kidney, Liam." Louis reminded him.

"Eh, I'll be fine. I'll only drink a bit. I'm a big boy, and  I won't get past tipsy, k?" He promised, being totally unlike him. He scarcely ever drunk. Therefore, he must've had a reason, I mean it was Liam. He had reasons for everything.