Your POV

It’s been months since I’ve seen Liam. He’s been away on tour and he was finally coming home for a break. I was just so excited to see him. We skyped everyday, but it was better to see him in person. Tonight we were suppose to be going out to a club to celebrate his return. I was finishing getting ready to go. Liam had texted and said he’d come and pick me in 30 minutes. I didn’t know what the other boys were doing and I didn’t know if they were going, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was seeing Liam. 

I was ready now and just waiting for Liam. 30 minutes went by and he didn’t show. I sat on my couch and just kept looking at my phone. I had texted him at least 5 times, but he never texted back. I was starting to get worried. An hour passed and I still hadn’t heard from him. Did he just forget me? This was sad. My own boyfriend was standing me up. Where could he possibly go that he couldn’t let me know? I decided to head over to Zayn’s to see if he’s heard from him. When he answered the door, he was surprised to see me. I was in a dress and all dressed up to go to the club, so yeahh I guess that was weird. “Hey Zayn, I was just wondering if you’ve heard from Liam..?” He got a confused look on his face. “No, he said he was going to see you. He left a long time ago.” Now I was really worried and confused and hurt at the same time. “He never showed..we were suppose to go out….but I guess he doesn’t want to….thanks Zayn.” I turned to leave but Zayn grabbed my arm. “No wait (Y/N). Here, I’m not doing anything let’s go to the club together.” “Aw no Zayn you don’t have to, spend time with Perrie or your family.”He just shrugged. “They’re all busy so I don’t have anything to do, plus I’m bored, so I’d be honored to take you out if you let me.” I smiled. It was nice he was doing this for me. I guess I always went to him when Liam and i were having problems.“I’d love that, thanks Zayn.” “K lemme just get ready and we’ll go.” I walked in and sat on the couch waiting for him. He didn’t take long and he walked back into the room. “Ight, let’s roll!” I could tell he was excited. I guess he needed nights out too. 

We arrived at Club Rain and got in quickly because of Zayn. It was packed tonight. But I didn’t care. I just wanted to get drunk and dance. Get my mind off of Liam. I checked my phone one more time before drinking. Still nothing from Liam. Fine. I stuck my phone in my bra and started ordering drinks for Zayn and I. After our 5th round, Zayn asked me to dance. And let me tell you, when Zayn is drunk, he dances funny but good. And I was a little tipsy myself so I accepted. It’s not Zayn and I hadn’t danced before. We made it out to the middle of the dance floor and started dancing. Not dirty, but we were close. It was just fun to just let go and forget. And he was having a good time, so why couldn’t I? We kept dancing and kept drinking. To the point where we were both stumbling and falling down. But we just laughed about it. But we both knew we needed to go home now. I picked Zayn up from the floor and helped him walk to the door. I hailed a taxi and got us both in. I had the driver drop off Zayn first then me. 

It felt good to be home. I was just so tired  I wanted to do was sleep. I left a trail of my clothes and shoes on the floor leading to the bedroom. I just didn’t care. I flopped down on the bed and instantly fell asleep, forgetting about Liam.

But the next morning I was woken up to a magazine being thrown in my face. It hurt because it slapped me and I was taken back. I opened my eyes to see an angry Liam standing over me. “Wanna explain these to me (Y/N)?” He sounded so mad I couldn’t think of a reason for him to be like that. He pointed to the magazine. I slowly picked it up and looked at it. Oh….on the cover was Zayn and I……and it looked like we were kissing….