Up In Smoke

Unwanted attention

"How do you feel?" I barely hear Niall say from across the room.

"Like nothing matters anymore." I say smirking, without meaning to.

"See I told you love." He half smiles taking a hit of the joint again.

"This is random, but is Kendall staying here in Black pool? Or is she just having an extremely long visit?" I say laughing.

"I don't know, and I don't care about that slag." He scoffs.

"I have another question."

"Are you an interviewer, or my girlfriend, because right now I can't tell."

He's serious for a moment but then starts to chuckle.

"Why do you play games with my head?"

I can tell he wasn't expecting the question I asked by the way he looked at me.

"Excuse me?"

"Wait did I say something wrong? I said, Why do you play games with my head?" I repeat.

"I don't." He starts to get aggravated, but I don't care.

"So what do you call it then?" I ask.

"Loving you."

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MARY'S POV:

"I'm about to go lay down before I puke on everyone." I say stumbling through people as Zayn follows.

"Ill come with to make sure you're okay." He chuckles.

I barely make it up the stairs without falling on my face.

Zayn leads me to his room.

"You can stay in here." He says while helping me to the bed.

I sit there looking at him, honestly waiting for him to leave so I can get out of this tight dress I'm in.

"You know I've always had a thing for you." He smirks.

"Thanks." I say putting my hair behind my ears.

"What's going on with you and Harry?"

"I don't know at this point."

Before I finish my sentence he joins me on the bed.

"That's too bad." He says putting his hand on my thigh.

"Yeah. But I'm really tired so I'm just gonna lay down. Thanks for walking me up here though." I start to feel really uncomfortable.

Me and Harry are on the rocks, but even so, I've never been with anyone but him.

His hand starts to go up my dress and I push his hand away.

"Bye Zayn."

"Come on, I've seen how you've been looking at me tonight. You want exactly what I do." He runs his hand back up my thigh.

"No, Zayn I said bye!" I say raising my voice.

He tilts his head at me slightly and grabs me by the base of my throat.

"You're gonna do what I say, understood?" He says.

I look beside me and slowly grab my keys.

"Understood." I say.

He slowly lets go of my throat and I take my keys and jab them into his side.

"You fucking prude bitch!"

"I'm a prude for saying no? Fuck off you sick bell end!" I grab my purse off of the bed make my way downstairs and out of the door.

*please come get me, I'm at zayns.* I text Harry.

*why? Can't one of the pricks there take you home?*

*please Harry I'm begging you.* he doesn't reply with a text, he just dials me.

"Hello?" My voice is shaking.

"What's wrong?"

"Please just come get me, if you're not going to then I'm just going to walk home." I start to cry.

"I'm on my way. Just stay outside." He says.

I look behind me to see Zayn and a few other guys walking out of the party towards me.

"Please hurry." I say to Harry.

"What's going on?"

"Just please hurry." I say hanging up the phone.