This, is Touri Cowell.

Flashback

I sighed as Lindsey tried to wrestle with the boys in the seats next to me and Zayn. I didn't want to be the idiot to console two screaming 2 year olds. Especially on our way to London. They were going to stay the night with Louis and Harry, me and Erika were going to go out that night. Maybe I'd pick someone up, me and Zayn aren't exclusive. We had only an hour to go, good, maybe I'll start drinking now. I flagged the hostess over and asked for a margarita. Zayn gave me a look from the seat next to me, oh gosh... If looks could kill,

“What?” I shrugged.

He shook his head, “Nothing.”

I dug in my bag for some ibuprofen, just a little boost can't hurt. The hostess set a tall glass of a green liquid in front of me and I began to drink it up. Zayn stared down at his phone trying not to watch me,

“What's wrong?” I leaned over to ask him.

He backed away wrinkling his nose, “You smell like alcohol. There's nothing wrong, this just happens all the time.”

“What does.” I shrugged and took another sip of my drink.

“You get drunk the moment we get back to the UK.”

“I'm Irish.”

“You can't hide behind that excuse anymore Touri.”

“Yolo.”

“That either, remember that Touri I knew before the X-Factor?”

“The loser one?”

“No, the one that thought hated smoking and drinking.”

FLASHBACK

I giggled and pushed my glasses up my nose. Zayn was just teaching me how to hit an 'E' note. I fixed my hair closer into my eyes, I hated them, that ugly blue-green color looked so weird. I slid into the bar-stool seat in front of the counter as Zayn made us smoothies. He held down the cap of the blender with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I wrinkled up my nose,

“Why do you do that?”

The blender stopped growling and he looked at me with a raised eye brow,

“Do what?”

“Smoke?”

“Why not?”

“It's disgusting, I don't understand it. You're inhaling terrible chemical into you body knowing you have a chance of getting cancer.”

He shrugged, “I just do... It feels good.”

I shook my head as he set a cup in front of me, “Are you staying the night tonight?”

“You want me to.”

I shrugged pretending I didn't care, but really I did. I loved it when he came over, we stayed up until 3 in the morning having the worlds most retarded conversations. We never did anything bad, he respected me. More than the other people. In school I was tormented, girls can be mean. They whispered after me as I shuffled by with my violin case. They moved away from me when I sat at the lunch table. They would trip me in the hallways. What were they getting out of it? Oh that's right. My dignity. My mind flashed back to my school days but I was snapped out of my thoughts,

“Zayn... Am I ugly?”

The cigarette dropped out of his mouth and he stared at me for a moment, “What do you mean.”

He moved closer to me.

“I mean like... Am I ugly, like... Am I pretty or do you think I'm ugly.”

I flinched slightly as he took my auburn hair into his fingers, taking it out of my face, and tucking it behind my ear,

“You're beautiful Touri.”

Present day.

“Touriiiiii....” Zayn waved his hands in front of me. I batted my eyes open and looked at him,

“Whhhhaaa?”

“Really? Already? That was quick.”

He was right, the warmth in my cheeks had finally spread to my whole body. I staggered slightly off the plane and got into mine, Louis, and Harry's limo. I waited for the people to load the bag in the back and stared over at Harry,

“Harry. Don't ruin mine and Erika's night out tonight okay?”

“What...Do you mean?” He asked hesitantly.

“He means stop kissing Erika every time you see her!” Louis exclaimed.

“Nooo... Well that.. and just let it be... Us. I don't want any of you boys coming with me. You know the last time one of you guys came with me.”

They laughed and I leaned back. I looked over at Edward and James sleeping heavily on Louis and Harry. Tonight... Maybe I wasn't going to get shit-faced. Maybe... I'll get double shit-faced . Those boys are a handful, and I've gotta say, weed is pretty great. I hung out with Drake, Lil Wayne, and Nicki Minaj in LA. That was the first time I tried it, and I want some more.