Frankie

"Come on, loosen up and have a drink." Kingsley said, trying to get me to grasp the drink in his hand. 

"I'm just not in a drinking mood yet, and the party only just started Kings." I smiled at him, trying not to feel guilty about the promise I was breaking which was, I was going to go out and have fun with him. It was just Kingsley, Jade, Niall and I. Everyone else was extremely busy to come to the party, but there was going to be another due to prom being none other than two days away.

"You've been very  upset the whole night, come on." Jade pleaded, sending a small smile my way.

"And besides the more you drink, the more you forget whatever's troubling you." Niall finished, resulting in everyone looking at me, eager to let me take on my first drink of the night.

I sighed, taking a small sip of the tangy lemonade-vodka combination.  I heard a few cheers from my friends, making me grin at them slightly, realizing how lucky I was. 

I remember probably this time a year ago, I was thinking of ways I was going to cover up my bruises from my mother to make her less worried, but now I was at a party, in London, surrounded by my friends. A quarter of my friends, but friends none the less. However, I couldn't fully enjoy my night due to the thought of my father's letter chewing at the back of my mind.

I had come to terms with the fact that he was actually telling us that he didn't care about anything. He would do it again if he had the chance, but he couldn't because he  had a death sentence in a few weeks. A fraction of me was pleased at the thought that he would be out of my life for good. Another fraction was slightly upset that he couldn't even right an apology letter even though he would never ever see us again, and another part of me was slightly horrified at the thought that he was getting death, which was an easy way out, and he could continue haunting my dreams freely. But I tried not to think of this. I had to remain positive and open minded. 

"Come on, lets go and dance." Jade pulled at my hand, leading the way to the centre of the living room.

The familiar tune of a beat I was all too common with because of my sister's slight obsession with Kygo filled my ears.

"We light up the world!" Jade shouted, moving her hips to the beat of the song.

Slowly, I followed her actions feeling the alcohol kick in because of my light-weight character. 

Song after song, drink after drink, my hair was a mess and so was my makeup, but I continued to shout on top of my lungs to Martin Garrix. I looked to Kingsley who was passed out on the left side of the room, laughing at how he slobbered slightly when I patted his cheeks. 

The party dragged on to the early hours of the morning, and one of the neighbors had finally found it bothering and called the police.

"The chimps are here!" someone called, pointing towards the blue and red flashing lights. In panic, I grabbed Kingsley's arms which made all his body weight fall on me, causing us to tumble to the ground as everyone escaped.

"Kings, wake up! Come on the cops are here!" I yelled over the frenzy, shaking him. 

I spotted Niall from afar, and he motioned at me to get up so we could leave. I pointed back at Kingsley, yelling that I couldn't leave him.

Niall sighed and ran over, lifting one arm over my shoulder and most of Kingsley's weight on himself, and we ran to the back door. When we got a safe distance away from the chaotic house now being cleared out, Niall spoke.

"I'm going to take this little fucker home, can you make the rest of the blocks yourself?" 

"Of course I can, I'm a big girl!" I laughed, stumbling into his side a little bit.

"Frankie, call me as soon as you get home okay?" he asked once more, taking my thumb out of my mouth.

I nodded with eyes closed, which made me slightly noxious. 

Niall sighed, giving me a little kiss on my forehead, before waving me goodbye and walking in the opposite direction.

I hummed a stray tune as I skipped in my black Nike's and playing with my now very messy ponytail. As I neared the corner of my street, my hone fell out of my back pocket. I sighed in annoyance, picking it up. However, when I stood back up, I noticed the bedroom light in my boyfriend's room was on. Then a light bulb went off in my head.

I ran as fast as I could to the back of his house, where I knew that there was a makeshift ladder made out of very firm leaves, attached to his wall. Taking deep breathes, I hoisted myself up the ladder, my hands shaking slightly due to my slightly blurry vision. But finally, I made it up, looking through the window slightly. Even though, his windows were tinted, the bright light that filled the room made everything slightly more clearer than it would have in the dark. I noticed that he was lying down on his back, simply staring at the roof. 

"Psst!" I tapped at his window. Nothing.

"Zayn." I whispered slightly, starting to feel the branches under me give out. Nothing.

"Zayn!" I laughed, banging my hand on the window slightly.

His head snapped to my direction, looking at me eyes wide. 

"Frankie? What the hell." He looked to me confused, standing up to come and help me up.

"Hey you!" I smiled. 

"You know that ladder's dangerous. You could've gotten hurt."  

Aw. He's concerned.

"I missed you." I beamed you.

"Come on love, promise me you won't do that anymore." he said as I stuck my leg through his window.

"Pinky promise"

"Are you drunk? I thought you were with Niall."  he asked.

"Yeah, but he had to take Kingsley home, so he said I should walk home by myself." I explained.

"That little piece of-" he said, growing annoyed.

"No, it's okay! We were like two minutes from home anyway." 

"Its dangerous out here at this time. Anything could have happened." He argued back.

"I'm sorry, don't be mad at me." 

"I'm not mad, I just want you to be safe okay? Promise me you'll be safe." he told me, pulling me into a hug.

"I promise Zaynie." 

"Now come on and lets get you into bed."

* *

"You're lying! I did not piss myself!" I laughed, throwing a pillow at Zayn.

"I swear you did, so I had to give you a shirt and force you into the shower." he laughed back.

"I am never getting drunk again." I concluded, my cheeks red in embarrassment.

"No, but I want you to. That way I can take care of you the day after." he lowered his voice slightly, leaning into my side. 

"You flatter me." I beamed, holding my hand in his as we snuggled in the thick sheets.

"We've been in bed all day. I'm beginning to feel hungry." he suddenly said.

"It's your fault, you refuse to let me leave! Its 5pm." I laughed.

"But I want you here love." he said in my ear.

I bit my lip feeling slightly hot as my eyes fluttered close. 

"Thank you." I smiled at him, as he gave me a small peck.

"No problem-"

"I mean for everything." 

This had Zayn quiet. I sat up, setting the cup of hot chocolate on the night stand.

"When I came here first, I was so nervous that everything was going to be the same. Usually when most people move, that's what they crave. But I didn't want any of that, I wanted different. The first time I saw you I honestly thought 'Wow, he's about to be that boy who I chase after.' But then, you saw me and you noticed me. And I was confusing at first and you understood me. And you take care of me in moments like this for example and you don't know how much of a breathe of fresh air that is for me. I find myself thinking about where I'd be if you didn't ask me out that first time. It had me slightly insecure at first because I didn't think you were being serious, but then I got to know you, and everything I found out I liked more and more. You gave me a new name for males Zayn. I know you're protective of me, and so are your friends and I'm very grateful that you're in my life. And now I get to finish my first official school year with you so thank you, because you've made me realise that . . . I l-love you."

I ended, looking up at Zayn, finally realising my answer to Harry's question. I didn't care if he didn't say it back, because I simply jut wanted him to know.

"You saw me in a way no one had before." Zayn whispered after a minute or two of silence. I looked up to read his overwhelmed gaze, and for the first time, I couldn't read his emotions.

"You gave me the attention know one had before and you cared about me. I'm sorry I made you feel insecure in the beginning of us, but Iv'e come to terms with myself and. . . I love you too." he said. Although his speech was short it still struck a wave of adornment through my heart.

I leaned in and pressed my lips to his, making him push me softly to the bed.

I knew that next time I thought about making love, I'd think about that night.

A/N: I'm so ready to crush this bitch heart in the next chapter. Is that bad? x.x