Canvas - Z.M

Chapter 3

Zayn and drinking don't mend well together.

With all the memories that I've had from him and alcohol blending together, it had always ended up with something bad.

There were consequences when it came to an intoxicated Zayn.

First off, he can't tolerate anything.

Whatever I said or did would piss him off.

If I ever stepped over the barrier that he had created for only him to know, that's a fine piece of artwork on his canvas left to be displayed for almost a week.

His drunken state had always left me in pain the next morning.

So you can probably tell I'm not looking forward to the end of the night.

I know it'll end up with me waking up in the morning with more work to my skin and a sore-

"Lorena?! Are you listening?" Zayn scolds.

I nod silently and he shakes his head as Louis knocks on the car window.

I don't know how the boys can handle Zayns anger.

Zayns face immediately, like an act worthy of an oscar, becomes lighter.

He opens the door and greets Louis in a somewhat hug.

Louis smiles at me as I walk around the car.

"Hey Rena. Fuck, long time no see. How come you never come to rehearsals or anything anymore?" Louis questions, leaning down to hug me.

Oh no.

I close my eyes and timidly wrap my arms around Louis as I feel all the bruises becoming touched or aggravated just by his embrace.

I can only imagine what sort of aggravation Niall and Harry's hugs are going to cause and Liam's bear hug from those damn hugs of his.

"I've been a domestic house girl now." I joke and Louis chuckles.

"Oh yeah, you're the kitchen bitch now are you?" Louis smiles and looks at Zayn who just finished mentally stabbing me with his deadly expression.

"Go inside. Everyone is waiting on you. I just came out to get El's wallet." He rolls his eyes before looking at Zayn.

"Girls."

Zayn smirks and grabs my arm. "Tell me about it."

I smile annoyed at Louis and Zayn squeezes my arm. I wince at the pain that's appearing on my skin as he walks me inside.

Stopping abruptly, he grips onto my arm and forces me to face him.

"Not even five minutes and you're pissing me off!" he spits under his breath.

"What did I do?!" I scowl and he stops and looks back inside then around the small area and my fear heightens as he grabs both my upper arms.

"Stay the fvck away from the boys." He warns.

"But-"

"Say but one more time and I'll beat you right here."

I swallow at the words he's just said.

I look down. "I'm sorry."

"Good." He tugs me along. "Come."

I swallow down the fear in my throat as we walk inside to find the crew.

All the boys and some of their girlfriends are here. Olly Murs, Cheryl, Luv bug even five seconds of summer are here.

I look up at Zayn and he sighs annoyed.