Kenzie's POV

Trying to make our way inside the club was difficult. I don't think I will ever get used to the fans and paparazzi that follow the guys around. Harry and Zayn both kept a protective arm around me which caused suspicion.

'Harry is this a new girlfriend?'

'Zayn are you cheating on Perrie?'

'Are you both sharing the same girl?'

That question completely pisses me off.

'I'm not a whore you twat!' I yelled back at the Pap.

Zayn chuckles.

'Relax love just ignore them.' Harry whispers in my ear.

Once inside we make our way to the VIP booth. I'm sitting in between Harry and Zayn. Harry ordered us a round of drinks.

'I don't know how you guys deal with that shit all the time. I was ready to knock someone out!' Harry shrugs .

'You get used to it.' Zayn replies

'How do you have any privacy?' I ask

'You don't.' Harry bluntly says.

'Oh that sucks.' I reply finishing my drink.

After a few hours of drinking I'm completely fucking trashed. I know I shouldn't of drank so much but hey I'm only 21 and in London! Standing at the bar I'm approached by an attractive guy.

'Hi love.'

'Hello.' I reply

'Want to dance?' he asks.

'Sure.' I'm not sure where the other guys are but at this moment I could care less.

Once on the dance floor I begin to grind against the front of the strangers body causing him to moan.

'Keep this up and I'll have to take you home.' He says seductively.

'Or take a cold shower.' I add causing the guy to laugh. He laughs

'Or take a cold shower.' He repeats.

The song ends and I start to make my way back to the booth.

'Hey wait!' I turn and look at the guy. I must admit he is gorgeous. Light skinned with hazel eyes. He's built nice, muscular in all the right places.

I smile. 'Yes?'

'I didn't get your name.'

'It's Kenzie.' I reply.

'You're very beautiful Kenzie I'm Jaxon.'

'That's sweet of you to say Jaxon I gotta get back to my table. Thanks for the dance though.' I yell over my shoulder while walking away.

'Hey! What about your number?' he yells back.

'If we happen to meet again I'll give it to you.' He smiles as I continue to walk away.

I sit back at the booth completely exhausted. 'You okay love?' I look up and see Zayn approaching the table.

'Yeah I'm fine. Where is everyone?'

'The guys ran into some friends over by the bar.' He says sitting next to me.

'Oh ok.' I look and see Zayn lighting something in his hand.

'Zayn! You cant smoke in here!' I scold him.

'Love, one of the perks of having money no one gives a shit what you do.' He says inhaling.

An all familiar scent hits my nose. 'Is that weed?'

'Yeah you want some?' He replies holding out the blunt.

'Hell yes!' I squeal grabbing it out his hand. Inhaling deeply I sit back and close my eyes.

Oh how I missed this.

'I didn't know you smoked. You seem like a good girl.' Zayn says moving closer taking the blunt from my hand.

'Well you really don't know me so...' I reply exhaling.

'Touché' Zayn replies taking another drag. I laugh.

'I don't know why you guys think I'm so innocent. I have probably done worse shit than all of you combined!'

'What's the worst thing you have done?' Zayn asks.

'When my dad died I went on a drug binge for two weeks. I almost died from an accidental overdose. Brooklyn found me in one of our friends house. I don't remember anything. My mom sent me to rehab and afterwards I enrolled in school. Haven't touched the shit since.' I tell him.

Not completely sure as to why I openly told him about my past it must be the alcohol.

'What kind of drug was it?'

'Heroin.' I reply Zayn's eyes widen

'That's serious shit.' He says

'No kidding. That's what happens when you're young trying to please your druggie boyfriend. Continuous nights of getting high and fucked.'

'That's crazy. But hey look at you now on tour with the biggest band in the world!' I laugh.

We just finished the blunt when the others arrive back at the table.

'Zayn why must you do that shit in here?' Harry says scrunching his nose at the smell.

'Harry's the good boy of the group.' Zayn whispers in my ear.

I chuckle. 'What's so funny? Wait Kenzie are you high too?' Harry growls pulling me away from Zayn to examine my face. 'Bloody hell you are!' I yank my arm out of his grip.

'You need to fucking relax!' I yell getting out of the booth. 'I'm leaving. Zayn would you like to come?' I ask.

Harry stares at me intently. 'Sure I have another blunt we can smoke. Want to head back to the hotel?' I nod 'Lead the way love.' Zayn replies.

Harry stands and whispers something in Zayn's ear. Zayn rolls his eyes.

'Kenzie.' Harry warns

'Harry last time I checked my father died years ago!' I snap. 'Zayn let's go!' I pull Zayn by the arm out the booth.

Hand and hand Zayn and I walk out the club and get into one of the waiting SUVs.

'What did Harry say?' Zayn shakes his head.

'Nothing he's just jealous love.' Ignoring him I turn and look out the car window.

Back at the hotel I follow Zayn into his room where we eat a bunch of food and smoke the last blunt.

'So you and Perrie serious?' I ask laying on the bed next to Zayn.

'Eh well things have been rough the last few months.'

'Why?'

'It's hard being away from each other long periods of time. and she has trust issues.'

'That sucks. Trust is a huge part of a relationship. Does she have a reason not to trust you?' Zayn turns and looks at me.

'Yeah.'

'Oh.'

'I cheated a few months ago. I don't want you to think I'm some kind of douche bag because I'm not but she really doesn't fulfill my needs.'

'What do you mean?'

'It means she doesn't fuck me.' He says seriously. Oh.

'Is she a virgin?'

'Hell no.'

'I don't understand.'

'She says she wants to wait until we have been together for a year.'

'A year? That's a long time!'

'Right! That's what I said. We have been together 8 months now. I'm not sure how much longer were going to last.'

'Do you love her?'

'Yes and no. I mean I care for her obviously but I'm not in love with her. I'm only 22 I'm not ready to settle down yet.'

'I think you should end it.'

'Really?'

'Yeah I mean you're leading her on staying with her. It's better to end it before she gets too attached.'

'Yeah maybe you're right. Well I'm ready to crash you can sleep in here if you want I'll sleep on the other bed.' Zayn gets up and lies on the other bed.

'What about Harry?'

'Oh he will pass out somewhere don't worry.'

'Ok.' I curl up into the covers and fall asleep. I wake up from movement on the bed.

'It's just me.' Harry whispers climbing under the covers.

'What are you doing?'

'Can I lay with you please?' He asks

'Okay.'

'Kenzie I'm sorry for how I acted earlier. It's none of my business what you do.' He says sincerely.

'It's okay Harry.' I whisper and turn to face him. I wrap my arm around him and bury my head in his chest.

'I like you Kenzie. Like A LOT!' he whispers. I chuckle.

'I like you to.' I look up at him.

'I'm going to kiss you Kenzie.'

'Okay.'

Slowly Harry lowers his lips to mine.

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