Zayn Malik Fanfic: Fall for you

Chapter Eleven:

Scarlett

2 weeks later, Zayn and the boys were holding a party in celebration of the release of their new album. I knocked on the front door, waiting patiently as I heard an outburst of laughter and loud music. I glanced down at my outfit, hoping that I wasn’t over dressed for the ocassion: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56122892

No one appeared at the door, so I decided to let myself in. I walked through the masses of people, desperately trying to find someone I knew.

Zayn

I was laughing at slightly drunken Harry who had just drunk called someone he had thought was a girl, but instead was his mum. I shot my eyes up to someone moving through the people. The room went quiet, other than the music thumping causing the walls to shake. It was Scar. No wonder everyone had been staring at her, she looked beautiful. I strode towards her, accidently bumping people as I did.

‘Hey babe. You look great!’ I exclaimed over the loud music whilst pulling her in closer to my body and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

‘Hey love, You too! This party is going off’ She smiled as she stated.

Scarlett

‘SCAR!’ Harry slurred as he came bolting towards us, knocking a few people’s drinks as he did so.

‘Hi Harry!’ I exclaimed. Harry embraced me into a tight hug.

‘Okay. So, I was thinking, you’re fit and erm, usually fit girls have fit friends! Can you ask one to come here?’ He was definitely sloshed. He put his arm drunkenly around Zayn’s neck pulling him down slightly as he rested all his weight onto him. Zayn smiled awkwardly knowing it was time to get Harry to sit down.

‘I do, her name’s Lola. I'll see what i can do.’ I smiled.

‘Okay big boy, I’m going to get you to sit down over there. And yes, there’s plenty of girls over there.’ Zayn said sarcastically to Harry.

‘I’ll be back soon babe.’ He kissed my cheek before carrying Harry to the couch in the living room.

‘Lola. Harry wants in. Get your ass here. X’ Sent. Soon after I sent the address and she promised me she’d be there within the next 20 minutes. Suddenly a drunken guy approached me.

‘Hey baby. You’re hot.’ He sloshed.

I briefly smiled at him then turned on my heel and faced my back towards him, pretending to text to get out of the awkward situation before me. He then grabbed my arm to spin me back, to have my front facing towards him. As I looked down to the hand on my arm, another hand had grabbed his arm and intercepted him.

‘Don’t you dare touch her.’ Zayn breathed hard through gritted teeth with clenched fists.

Louis saw what was happening.

‘Get out of here mate! You’re not welcome.’ He said as he escorted him back out the door.

Zayn

My fists were clenched in a ball, my fingers were tightly curled up in my palms. My hand was numb, but the anger fumed through my body. Maybe the alcohol encouraged it, but I was enraged. Scarlett noticed. She opened her mouth to speak but I accidently cut her off.

‘Did he hurt you?’ I asked with concern but also sharply.

‘No. I’m fine. C’mon babe, lets go somewhere quieter.’ She said softly as she lead me out onto the rooftop. She held my hand tightly, and I slowly sat down. My back was up against a metal railing. As she sat between my legs, I wrapped my arms tight around her waist not wanting to let her go. Her cold back was leaning against my torso. There was something different about tonight’s air. The warm, autumn breeze flowed through her beautiful brown long locks, blowing the smell of her freshly washed hair into my nostrils. I exhaled, after indulging the sweet scent of coconut in her hair. I rubbed her thighs with the palm of my hand and she placed her hands onto mine, then intertwining our fingers and placing them back around her waist.