21: You're My Teddy Bear

Chapter 21:

Zayn POV:

Harry's party was completely wild and when I say wild, I literally mean wild.

The house was so crowded, I could barely move around and I was starting to get pissed off. Before I could swerve around this couple eating each others faces and probably doing business down there in front of everyone, someone stumbled onto me and I ended up stumbling into someone else. I spun around on my heels and shoved the guy that had stumbled against me. He hit the wall in front of him and he quickly turned around and had already raised his arm to punch me in the face. When he saw me standing in front of him, my eyebrows slightly raised waiting for him to dare punch me, his eyes widened and his arm lowered downwards, his face expression turning from anger to slight fear.

I smirked and continued making my way towards somewhere less crowded and that was apparently upstairs. I groaned and made my way towards the bathroom. My vision was a bit blurry but I knew what I was doing. I pushed open the door and groaned and quickly slammed it back shut.

Mrs Styles isn't going to be happy when she'll one day find out what happened in that bath tub she takes a shower in.

I breathed out heavily and made my way back downstairs because I wasn't going to dare open one of the bedroom doors, if you know what I mean.

When I reached the bottom landing, Amber skipped towards me, her eyes twinkling.

"Where's Sophia?" she slurred and her alcohol breath hit my face and I wrinkled my nose.

"That's a good question," I trailed off, slightly looking around before shrugging.

"Find her! I want to go home!" she slurred and stumbled back in the sitting room which was overly crowded with too much people.

I stared at her swaying from side to side while she grabbed a vodka bottle and took a swig from the vodka bottle until only a few of the liquid was left. She screamed something and threw the bottle upwards and she started fist pumping the air. Then the bottle hit her head and she stopped fist pumping the air like a hardcore Jersey Shore fan and she burst into tears and walked off somewhere deeper into the crowds.

How I wish I got that on camera. I chuckled and forced myself to walk around the ground floor of the house and search for Sophia or Hazel because I was getting tired and it was already two in the morning and since it was a Friday night, I was staying over at Niall's and he was probably in some room with Jesy. I walked into the kitchen and found Louis and Liam drinking some weird coloured liquid and judging from their face expressions it wasn't something delicious.

I told them I was leaving and they nodded and congratulated me on the win, even though I hadn't scored the last goal. I breathed out heavily and left the kitchen when I was sure that Sophia nor Hazel where in there. Both bathrooms downstairs and upstairs were occupied and I was sure Hazel nor Sophia were in one of them. I spotted Lenni and some other guy on the couch, making out with each other and Louis and Harry dancing their 'famous' moves on the dance floor also known as the living room. I checked by the pool but they weren't there.

I groaned and turned around but stopped when I spotted her. She stumbled inside the living room, looking around. Then her eyes looked towards the entrance to the pool area and her eyes spotted me. She slumped her shoulders forward and sighed out in relief. She attempted to walk towards me but slipped on something and fell on her ass. I chuckled and walked towards her, then looked down at Ms Clumsy.

She looked up at me and she grinned like a little girl.

"Hello there!" she said cheerfully and I could tell that she was drunk. I breathed out heavily and grabbed both her wrists and pulled her up. She pouted and made aeroplane noises.

"Bed time for you," I said while chuckling and pulled her towards the front door.

"ZAYN! Want one!?" a guy yelled from behind me and I turned around and recognized him from the football team, Jake. "They're brownies!"

"Hash brownies, you mean?" I corrected him while raising an eyebrow at him.

He smirked and chuckled, he shrugged. "Well do you want one?"

"I WANT ONE!" Hazel yelled and grabbed one off the tray in Jake's hands. My eyes widened and I snatched it back out of her hands and placed it back in the tray. She pouted and huffed. "But they were so delicious!"

"Wait, you took one?" I asked her, my eyes wide.

"Yep! You should try them! You have to loosen up, Malik," she replied sweetly while tilting her head to one side and giggling.

Yep, she took one or two ... she never giggles.

I took in a deep breath and turned around to look at Jake. "I have to get her home, if you see Sophia tell her whatever."

Without waiting for him to reply, I pulled Hazel towards the front door but she was pulling backwards and towards Jake with the tray still in his hands. I gritted my teeth and pulled harder. She stumbled towards me and hit me in my shoulder. I pushed open the front door and had to pick her up so that she wouldn't fall down the stairs and crack her head open.

She stopped trying to pull backwards once we were out of the house and back towards my house but we couldn't really go in my house because if my dad finds out that I let Hazel get high as a kite, he'll sure as hell kill me. And my mum would go all panic mode. She had only been at our house a week and getting high with hash brownies and drunk with whatever she drank, wasn't a really good thing.

I had my fingers strapped tightly around one of her wrists, keeping her in place and not running off.

"I want to sing," she announced.

"Then sing," I replied and yawned, expecting her to sing one of the hit songs.

"Seven a.m, waking up in the morning, gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs, gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal," she started singing and I burst out laughing at her choice of song. "Don't laugh. I know I have an amazing voice, so don't be jealous."

I chuckled and shook my head slightly. The both of us fell silent while she hummed to some random song. We walked towards our houses and after a few minutes, we were walking up her driveway since we couldn't sleep at my house.

I let go ofher wrist and she sprinted up the driveway while singing along to the rape song.

"Stop! Don't touch me there! These are my no, no squares! Stop! Don't touch me there! These parts I do not share! R.A.P.E! Get your penis out of me!" she yelled, while thrusting her hips back and forth while singing the last part. I chuckled at the high Hazel and walked up the few steps and tried to get a hold of Hazel but she was dancing some sort of ballet dance, she was even doing the pirouette dance.

"Hazel, do you even have a key?" I asked her when I realised that she wasn't going to let me stop her from doing her 'get your penis out of me' hip thrusts and pirouette dance.

"In one of the plants," she replied in an American accent. I looked at her and gave her a weird look but she wasn't even facing me but was instead twirling around and singing the 'Mister Sun' song from Barney.

"Oh my God," I mumbled while rubbing my eyes and walking over towards the few potted plants on the window sill. I grabbed a small one and dug my fingers randomly in the soil but there wasn't anything there, then tried two more but nothing.

"Why are you raping the plants!?" she asks from behind me and starts hitting me. "RAPE! RAPE!"

My eyes widened and I slammed my hand against her mouth before she woke someone up and they actually phoned the police and we would all get into a shit load of trouble.

She was still trying to scream 'rape' but my hand muffled any sound that was coming from her mouth.

"Shut up!" I hissed and her eyes widened and they suddenly brightened. She said something but it all sounded muffled and I slowly took my hand off her mouth.

"Zayn! You came to save the plants! They were being raped!" she replied and I stopped myself from laughing.

"Sure," I replied while shaking my head and reminding myself that she had taken hash brownies. "Hazel?"

"Yes?"

"Where's the key?"

"In the plant."

"Which plant?"

"The one with the soil."

"They all have soil!"

"Oh, really?" she asked and had already moved towards the potted plants to inspect them before I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

"Where's the damn key?" I asked her, praying that this time I would actually get a good response.

"In the plant."

I groaned out and wanted to bang my head against the walls.

"Oh! You mean which plant!" she said, realisation finally dawning on her.

"Yes!" I cried out and looked at her, waiting for her to tell me which one.

She walked towards the window sill and grabbed a tiny plant which was well hidden behind the rest and pulled the key from beneath the pot. She skipped towards me and handed the key to me, grinning like a little girl.

I breathed out noisily and took the key out of her fingers and unlocked the door, pushed open the door and dragged her inside and slammed the door shut. I walked forwards and a loud whistling sound started screaming and my eyes widened in panic when I realised this house had a freaking alarm.

"Hazel! What's the password!?" I screamed over the sound.

"My birthday," she replied while waltzing around the entrance hall.

"When the fuck is your birthday!?"

"First of Juuuune," she replied and I turned around and pulled down the flap and looked at the numbers and hit the numbers 1693, which meant 1st June, 1993, and prayed that the code was the right one. A beep sounded and the house fell silent except for the continuous humming coming from Hazel.

I breathed out heavily and walked towards her, swiftly picked her up and climbed up the marble staircase while she made aeroplane noises for the millionth time tonight. I pushed open her bedroom door with my foot and put her down on her bed. I sighed out and rubbed my eyes and looked at the digital clock next to her bed.

5am.

I chewed down on my bottom lip and walked over towards Hazel and lifted her leg up and took off her shoe, then the other. I took off her jacket and threw it somewhere on the floor, then walked around the bed and pulled her up so that her head was resting down on the pillow. I looked around her bedroom and spotted a blue blanket on the chair next to her desk. By the time I had turned around and walked towards her bed she was already curled in a ball, asleep. I breathed out heavily and covered her with the blanket.

I breathed out heavily and walked towards her bedroom door. I wasn't going to sleep on her bed because that would just be awkward and besides, she had a boyfriend. I found myself clenching my fists together in jealousy but I couldn't change anything. I pulled open the door and was setting foot in the corridor before her voice stopped me.

"Where are you going?" her sleepy voice asked.

I turned my head round and looked over at her to see if she was sleep talking but she wasn't. She was sitting up, looking at me.

"Um, downstairs," I replied.

"No!" she whined. "Stay here."

I raised my eyebrow at her and she motioned for me to walk over towards her bed and patted the place next to her.

"Are you coming? I'm tired!" she protested and I walked towards her bed and sat down on her bed. She smiled triumphantly at me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me down next to her. "Zayn, would you lay down!? I'm tired as hell and I need a teddy bear to fucking sleep."

"A what?"

"Teddy bear."

"And I'm your teddy bear?" I asked her while chuckling.

"Yes, now lay down and sleep," she ordered and I layed down more comfortably on her bed and the second I did so, she curled back into a ball and rested her head on my shoulder. I automatically wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to me. She snuggled closer to me and within minutes she was asleep.

I was slowly closing my eyes and finally falling asleep when her tiny voice interrupted me.

"Zayn?"

"Mm?"

"You're my teddy bear."

I didn't know if I should smile or not at that sentence. She was high as a kite right now with the hash brownies and I couldn't tell if whatever she was saying was real or not.