forever // ziam

[13] drunk & strip

I've been waiting for Zayn to get back for an hour and I am beginning to worry where Niall and Harry took him.

Then as if on cue Zayn comes crashing down through the front door. 

"Fuck" He says as he lays on the floor. 

"Oh thank god you're okay Zayn"

"Whatever" Zayn says and he stands up.

He tries to walk but his walk falters and I manage to catch him.

"What happened to you?" I asked him as I dragged him to the couch.

"Bachelor.... shots.... strippers.... i'm rich. We're rich!" He shouts and he takes out a roll of money.

What the actual hell? Where did Zayn get all that money?

"Zayn how did you manage to get all this money?"

"I said strippers. Strippers my boy" He pats my cheek and pecks my lips.

Zayn didn't.... Oh my fucking. 

"You were a stripper weren't you?"

"250 dollars and a condom" Zayn says and takes out the condom in his pocket and waves it across my face.

"You will explain all this in the morning right now you have to get some sleep" I say as I lay Zayn down on the couch.

Then Zayn says that one word....

"Night daddy"