(Harry)

Zayn was dazed.
"Cher...what's going on?", he squinted at her, holding his jaw where I punched him.

"Here, come lie down on the couch...let me help you", Cheryl pulled Zayn up, led him over to the couch and he laid down, too confused to question why.

"I'm going to get more water...and some....ice", Cheryl said, trying to stall.

She slowly smiled at Zayn and I noticed her falter a little as she took a few steps.

The drug's already kicking in
Shit
It took effect a whole lot faster than I thought it would

"We should have more drinks", she said, smiling down at Zayn, "You poor little...pretty little pretty head of hair....", she said ruffling his hair.

"We're...drinking? Wait. Fuck, where's Kalila?!", Zayn said, confused, sitting up, fast.

Cheryl raised her eyebrows and hands up, looking bewildered.

She froze that way for a while and looked like she was getting more and more confused.

She looked at Zayn, then to each of her hands that she continued to hold up in the air.

Cheryl hummed slowly, smiling, a quiet chuckle building inside of her.

Zayn looked at her and smiled.
"What's funny?", he sounded the slightest bit dopey.

"I don't know what to say at this time right now, tonight", she said, sincerely, then she looked at him like she was in shock, but kept her hands up and Zayn's smile got bigger.

He's starting to feel it
But I'm going to give it a few more minutes to make sure that he's fully into his high

"I'm going to...", Cheryl didn't finish her sentence and just walked out of the room and came back with a bottle of vodka.

Oh shit Cheryl
No
They're both high
They're going to get hammered
Well fuck
I guess whatever it takes to get the job done
And alcohol with the "roofie" will ENSURE that Zayn won't remember anything

I watched them on the couch, taking turns, swigging from the bottle, then Zayn leaned over and started aggressively kissing Cheryl.

I instantly got my phone out and took pictures of it, but watched closely.

Kissing?
Nah
Not really violating

I got clear shots of them making out, but they disappeared from my view, the back of the couch hiding them.

I immediately walked into the room and rounded the couch they were on.

Cheryl's panties were lying on the floor and Zayn was starting to unbutton his jeans.

I grabbed his shirt and jerked him off of Cheryl.

Zayn fell to the floor in his drugged up condition, not understanding what was going on, at all.
He was acting on pure urge, because of the Rohypnol.

I looked to Cheryl, now completely naked under her black lace, her eyes rolled back, completely fucked up.

"H-Harry? It's HARRY, Cheryl", Zayn snorted and pointed to me, "It's bizarre, tonight!", he slurred.

He stood and grabbed my shoulder, trying to find his balance, but began to fall backwards.
I grabbed his lower back and pulled him to me.

"Ah, cheers, Mate", Zayn wrapped one of his arms around my neck, pulling my cheek against his cheek.

With his other hand, he patted the cheek he wasn't pressed up against.

"Where we goin', what we doin', who we seein'", Zayn now hugged my torso.

"We're going to take a little trip to your office", I pulled him with me as I walked.

"Harry, give him back!", Cheryl whined, but I turned to her and pointed at her panties.
"You put your panties back on", I raised my voice and walked Zayn out of the room.

I walked Zayn over to his safe. After pushing a few buttons, I placed his thumb on the screen, holding him still as he kept swaying back and forth.

After it scanned and I cracked the safe open, I sat Zayn down in the nearest chair, right when Cheryl made her way into his office.

"PARTY PEOOOOPLE!!!", she raised her arms, one hand holding the vodka bottle that I'd just taken away from her.

Zayn laughed and fell forward, out of the chair.

I quickly went through the contents of his safe and found one set of the copies of me and Lila.

There's still one more set somewhere

I folded the pictures up, lifted my shirt and tucked them into the waist of the back of my jeans.

Zayn was sprawled out on the floor and Cheryl laid near him, both of them laughing.
I saw she didn't listen to me about putting her panties back on.

"Cheryl, c'mon. We've got to go", I said, leaning down, holding my hand out to her.

She looked at me and hissed like a cat, in defiance, making me look at her, perplexed.
I shook my head and leaned down, picking her up.

Zayn tried to get up, but fell back down to the floor.
He couldn't keep his eyes open anymore.

I pulled Cheryl out of the room and back to where her panties were.
"Sit down", I ordered her.

I got her panties and kneeled down in front of her, guiding her feet through the leg holes, then pulled them up to her thighs.

I pulled Cheryl to her feet, she was like a rag doll.
She leaned against me as I pulled her panties back up.

"Come on, Sweetheart", I said, sympathetically.
She giggled and squeezed my cheeks.

"You're so cute, Harry", she bopped my nose.
"Thank you, Cheryl. Come on", I said like I was talking to a three year old.

"Where's the...", She motioned in the air, all over the place, making no sense, "....the....that...."
"Okay, we'll figure that one out on the way home, come on", I got her in the car and she laughed. I took a deep breath and shut the door.

Well
At least she's having fun

I smiled and shook my head.

On the way back to her house, Cheryl had plugged her phone into my radio and cranked it up, singing along.

"When I walk in the club! All eyes on me, STYLES.
I'm with the party rock crew!
All drinks are free, Harreh!!
We like Ciroc!
We love Patrooooon!
We came to party rock!
HARRY, it's on!
Shots shots shots, Hazzah! Shots shots shots, HAROLD! Shots shots shots, Harry Edward! Shots shots shots shots shots, EVERYBODY!
Shots! HARRY, Harry, Harry! Shots! Shots! Shots! Shots! Sh-"

I turned it off.
"Heyyyy", she huffed and pushed her finger on my shoulder, once, "Unlike", she said, like she was clicking the thumbs down icon, online, telling me she didn't like me anymore.
I couldn't help but laugh.

I searched for some music that was not quite as aggressive. One station was playing a song by AlunaGeorge that I've always loved.

I heard Cheryl sing along and I smiled, loving that she knew the words.

"If you wanna train me....like an animal, better keep your eyes on my every move. There's no need to be....so damn cruel, baby you've got nothing to prove...", she sang.

I pulled into her driveway and she scrambled to get out. I caught up with her and caught her before she could face-plant into the shrubs in front of her house.

The next thing I knew, a man was grabbing Cheryl away from me and, by instinct, I shoved him away from her.

"Who the fuck are you?"
"I'm her boyfriend, who the fuck are you?", he snapped back.

I let him take her when he grabbed her again.
"What the fuck is going on?", he demanded, his eyes looking Cheryl's body over and they widened when he saw her neck.

"Who the fuck are you and what HAPPENED to her?!?!

I held up my hands and took a deep breath and exhaled.
"She's okay. Liam? Right? Lets just get Cheryl inside first, okay?", I said calmly.

Liam looked down at Cheryl and I felt for the man.
He comes to his girlfriend's house and finds her in this state, with bruising around her neck, dressed in what she's wearing with a strange man.

If I'd found Lila like this, the man with her would've been beaten unconscious by now.

Liam barely nodded, still looking at Cheryl, carrying her toward the house.

(Gwen)

My forehead rested on Theo's shoulder. I was trying to catch my breath.

I heard him say under his breath, "Holy fucking shit".

I lifted my head off of him.
My eyes regained the ability to focus instead of being rolled back into my head.

The involuntary spasms that clenched around Theo's finger slowed down, so I could think again.

Theo slowly pulled his finger out of me and he stood there in the water, panting, looking at me.

"Have you always....are you able to...", he was searching for words, but I was still recovering from what just happened.

I was in a different world.
I let my head hang down, rolling it from one side to the other in with my eyes closed in complete relaxation, thighs still spread.

I opened my eyes.
I looked at Theo and an urgency came over me.
I licked my lips, staring at what I wanted to devour.

I was no longer seventeen and inexperienced.
I looked Theo up and down.
I was hungry for something that I never tasted, until now.