I Won't Mind

Cinclair is the best friend of Zayn Malik. He has just made it home after leaving tour early. Once he had made it home, he revealed to Cinclair that he had quit One Direction because he couldn't stand being away from his girlfriend, Perry Edwards, any longer. Sadly, Perry had found someone that was happy to spend time with her while Zayn was gone. Now Zayn is too depressed to go back on tour and join the group, so he just stays home all day sulking. Feeling the pain of her best friend, Cinclair tries to cheer up Zayn. While talking to Zayn, however, Cinclair finds herself in a weird place. Zayn's lips pressed up against hers. She has never found him attractive in that way, but she knows that he is doing this because he is in so much pain. So what is a best friend to do? She kisses him back.

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2. Morning After

Chapter 2: Zayn's P.O.V

 

I woke up feeling the burning sensation of the sun on the left side of my face. Frowning because of the brightness of the sun, I sat up in my bed.

What the hell happen last night?

I looked under the covers and found myself completely naked.

What the fuck?

I suddenly heard agonizing groans coming from the bathroom; that was quickly followed with the sound of splashing water. I got out of bed and found my boxers on the floor. Before heading towards the bathroom, I pulled them back on. Stepping onto the threshold of the bathroom, I recognized a half naked Cinclair with her head dipped into the toilet. I quickly rushed over and held her hair back for her as she tossed whatever she ate yesterday into the lou.

"Are you okay Clair? What happened last night?" I asked in a sort of panic. I could feel the nervous feeling developing in the bottom of my stomach. I hope I'm not putting the wrong pieces together.

"Oh" she said between pants, "it's just a little morning sickness. That's all." She threw up again and I began to rub her back softly. That nervous feeling began to come back, but this time stronger. I really hope that nothing bad happened last night. After awhile, Cinclair had finally stopped vomiting. She brushed her teeth and tongue before we walked back into my room and sat on the bed.

"Cinclair...what happened last?" I asked scared of what the answer maybe. She looked at the floor sadly before forcing a smile.

"You took my virginity last night." My heart dropped.

I did what?! So that's why she was throwing up. I don't think we used protection.

I dropped my head into my hands. I think I got my best friend pregnant.

"So...we had sex?" I asked never removing my head from my hands.

"Mhmm. We did. You were kind of aggressive at first, but you're usually not gentle when you're drunk." I looked at her completely confused.

"When I'm what?"

"When you're drunk." she repeated. "I could smell the liquor on your breath when I first got here yesterday. You were drowning yourself in booze until I forced you to stop. I started talking to you and that's when you threw yourself on me. I knew what you were doing to yourself, but I didn't want you to hurt anymore."

"So...we actually did have sex?" I asked still trying to confirm with her.

"Yes Zayn. We had sex last night." We sat there in silence while I soaked in all of the information. Cinclair soon got up, grabbed an outfit out of my dresser drawer, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She spends so much time over here that it's pretty much like we live together. I forgot that not too long ago, I suggested that she bring half of her clothes over here so that she'd always have some clothes to wear. I listened to the sound of the running water as I sat there still, not saying a word.

I had sex with my best friend. And not only did I take her virginity, but she also might be pregnant. I can't believe what I did to her because of my pitiful feelings. I can't take it back.

She emerged from the bathroom with her long ginger hair resting on her left shoulder. Her white short sleeved v-neck clinged to her still wet body. She walked back over to me in her grey sweats and squatted in front of me so that she was looking at me.

"Zayn...I know that it's a lot to take in, but we'll be okay-" I cut her off by hugged her tightly.

"I take responsibility."

"I know Zayn." she said before running her fingers in my hair.

"I'm gonna take care of you and the baby." she suddenly stopped stroking my hair.

"Take care of the what??" she asked. I removed myself from her and looked at her confused face.

"The baby, Clair. You said it yourself, we had sex last night. I thought that was why you were throwing up this morning." she shook her head in a panic.

"Zayn, I was throwing up because of the liquor that you were drinking last night. You know that I can't drink liquor because my stomach can't handle it. Plus, I made sure that you wore a condom before we actually did it. The booze made me throw up Zayn, not a baby." I fell back in relief.

I was not ready to be a father, especially not with Cinclair as the mother. That's just way too much to take in.

I took another deep breath before finding myself laughing at the situation.

"What's so funny?" She asked finally standing up and joining me on the bed.

"It's just kind of funny how messed up this situation was." She looked at me a little confused.

"Well, what do you mean?" My laughs soon turned into light chuckles.

"I just can't believe I had sex with you. On top of that, I thought we were going to be parents." Instead of joining me in the humor, Clair sat and looked at me with a hurt expression. I stopped laughing all together after that.

"Well I'm glad that you find this to be funny, Zayn. You taking my virginity without me actually WANTING you to do it, yeah. It's really hilarious." She stood up from the bed and walked over to her shoes.

"I didn't mean it like that though. I was just trying to make lite of the situation." I tried to confirm with her. She simply ignored my comment and slid on her Nikes.

"It's fine Zayn. I was just a substitute anyways." I could tell that she was talking to me through her tears. Before I had the chance to get up, Clair had already left and slammed the door shut behind her. I lied to her and myself. I said I'd never hurt her; now look what happen. I wanted to rush after her, but I figured that she may need some space.

So in an attempt to clear my own head a little, I got up and walked over to the bathroom to splash some water in my face. After a couple of splashes, I noticed something pink in my peripheral. It was a box in the garbage can. As I was picking it up, a white stick-like object fell out of it. It landed on the floor face up.

I wasn't the only one lying today, huh? Cinclair lied to me too. The white object turned out to be a pregnancy test that read positive.

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