It always starts with one drink

I met Zayn Malik at a pub when I was 18, and he has been my life ever sense. I wouldn't have it any other way and I'm happy to be falling in love next to my best friends and "the boys". I want to have that happy ending, even if this all started with one drink.

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18. Well this is awkward


I've spent the past few days at Zayn's flat and we haven't really talked about our "relationship" if it is even that. The last time we talked about it Zayn said that he wanted to be with me, but we haven't really talked.. We have cuddled and kissed a couple times you know nothing serious. I have to talk to him about that when I get out of the shower.


"What are you and Meredith? Are you two even dating?" Harry asked me as he was sitting on the counter top and drinking some of my juice. 
"Yes!" I replied a little too quickly, "We are dating, what makes you think we aren't?"
He put up his hands defensively before taking a breath, "Here's the thing Zayn.. I like her, and I don't think you are treating her like she should be treated. I think there is someone better out there for her, and that person is me"
"You? The guy who goes through girls like I go through cigs? Ha that's a good one Styles really funny guy you are tonight," I was tired of him challenging me all the time. Meredith was finally mine and he was going to come down and take her right out from under me? Right...Meredith walked in from her shower wearing her sweat pants, a white shirt and a black beanie.

"Good morning doll," I walked over to her wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her on the cheek. She gave me a quizzical look and turned to Harry.
"How are you this morning Hazza?" she asked as she walked over to the fridge to grab some breakfast. I've only heard the boys ever call him that.. Strange.
"Great! Thanks Mere, but you know it's 12 in the afternoon?" he looked at her and started chuckling, "Mere can I talk to you for a minute? Just you and me?" Harry hopped down from the counter top and grabbed her hand leading her to the other room and closing the door. Almost immediately I walked over to the door of the room they went into and put my ear to it. 

I walked back out of the room to find Zayn running back to the kitchen. I walked back in and pretended I hadn't seen him.. 
"What did Harry want?" he asked raising an eye brow at me and trying to look me in the eye. 
"Harry asked me out" I said simply pouring milk into the bowl of cereal I had tried to start before I was interrupted by Harry and Zayn.
"YOU'RE WHAT?" Zayn spit out his coffee and looked at me stunned, "I thought we were dating?.."
"Look Zayn, I thought we were dating too, but it was more like we were room mates. We didn't go out, we were even official, what was I supposed to do? Did you want me to wait for something we both knew wasn't going to happen, I wanted to date you Zayn, you are so sweet and fun and I really like you but you can't expect me to put my life on hold because you can't make up your mind" I was facing him and I couldn't believe that I finally had said what I had been wanting to tell him for weeks. He stood before me speechless. 

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