Nothing Personal

After that awkward run it with Harry, Liam, and a half naked Bailey, Zayn finally found Xenia sleeping in Miranda's bed.

He couldn't believe believe her! After all the time and warnings he gave her, she still wasn't even ready?

"Xenia!" he shouted, stomping over to her and ripping the silk covers off, "What the bloody hell are you doing? You should have at least been half way done by now! Look at yourself! Our reservation is at eight!"

Xenia, more groggy then pissed off, looked up at him tiredly, waiting for him to finish his rant.

"Are you fucking done now, Mary Poppins?" she asked sitting up and rubbing her hair everywhere.

His angered expression made her laugh.

"You find this funny that were going tobe late? Xenia! You have to look perfect! You're in scruffy old sweats and an ugly ripped shirt. Have you even showered?"

"Hey man!" Xenia looked at him sternly, "This shirt is vintage. And chill, bro, I mean look at me, I'm pretty fucking sexy so I don't need that much time to get ready."

He stared at her, taking in her still half asleep form sitting up on the bed.

Shaking his head slowly, careful not mess up his hair he just said, "Just get up. Now. We leave at 7:30. No later."

"Ay, Ay, capitan." Xenia smiled and saluted his retreating form, making sure to get a nice view of his well formed behind.

"Mmmm..." Xenia murmured, pressing her lips together to keep from grinning, "Dat ass."

As soon as he was gone she hopped out of bed laughing to herself and pulled her wild hair into a bun as she walked out, down the hall and into the main t.v. Room. Liam was sitting on the couch looking at Harry and Bailey as they got up to leave.

Xenia couldn't help but notice how familiar Baileys dress looked.

"Hey isn't that my dress?" Xenia laughed.

Bailey didn't notice the humor, simply brushing her off with, "Harry liked it." and hurried to get out of there quickly.

Xenia and Liam exchanged a look, they laughed quietly.

Before Bailey had completely dragged Harry out the door he managed to say to Liam, rather smugly, "I'm going to win." then slammed the door.

Liam looked back at Xenia hoping she hadn't heard Harry. It was too late though, and Xenia narrowed her eyes, smiling, "Okay, what's the bet?"

Liam's eyes widened in innocence, "What?" he shook his head, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh!" Xenia said loudly, throwing her head and arms back dramatically, "That sweet shit won't work with me! Now spill the beans!" she said pointing at him and moving closer.

"Uh..." Liam said, panic setting in.

"Xenia!" Zayn yelled from somewhere in the suite, making Xenia straighten up and looked around frantically for an escape.

"Fuck!" she squealed turning away from Liam and silently ran in the opposite direction of Zayn's voice.

Liam let go of the giant breath he was holding in as he watched her bouncing black haired bun disappear around the corner.

Zayn walked in a moment later, "Where's Xenia?"

"Um, "Liam said looking from side to side then back at him, "I dunno." Then they bother heard the crack of a shower being turned on. Zayn sighed, flopping down on the couch and rubbing his eyes.

"She drives me insane." Zayn said to Liam.

Liam laughed, "She is quite a handful."

Zayn removed his hands from his face and stared at Liam, "That's an understatement. She's completely out of hand, and the girl is sober." They both laughed.

"Do you know what she's like, drunk?" Liam mused.

Zayn narrowed his eyes at him, "No.."

Liam's eyes shinned with a plan, "Then shes probably a proper drunk!"

Zayn laughed, "You might have a point! Some girls, well behaved and mannered, turn into beast with alcohol, maybe if I convince Xenia to drink she'll be the exact opposite!"

"Exactly!" Liam said loudly as they heard the water go off. They both looked at each other, surprised by her quickness.

A few minutes later, Xenia came into the room, dripping wet with nothing but a short white towel wrapped around her body.

Liam's eyes widened, not believing this was happening for the second time today.

"What are you doing?" Zayn said standing up looking in every direction except at her.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Xenia asked, standing in a relaxed position, which made the boys even more nervous, "I just came out to say I don't know what I'm wearing..." She trailed off staring at them.

"Wear whatever!" Zayn yelled, holding his hand out to block her body so he could look at her, "Just put clothes on."

She snorted, "Dude, chill, its like you've never seen a naked girl. I'm not even fully naked."

"Lets keep it that way." Zayn suggested.'

"Are you sure?" Xenia said playfully, stepping closer to the boys.

"Yes!" they both yelled, Liam standing up to get a better chance to run away.

Xenia rolled her eyes, "What evs, I just need opinions on the clothes. Pretty please, Zaynie." She smiled up at him, "I promise to not seduce you in to passionate sex."

Zayn, still blocking her half exposed body couldn't help but laugh softly. Looking away and shaking his head, he agreed, "But you have to hurry. You still have to do your hair."

Xenia gave him a confused look, "But my hair is done."

Zayn looked at her incrediously, "Surely you're joking, I take about an hour!"

Xenia's confused facade broke into a sarcastic smile, "You're so man pretty. Just come and help me pick an outfit, Mr. Perfect. And Liam," she acknowledged, peering behind Zayn to the boy who was having difficulty tearing his eyes away from her lower half, "Take a picture, it'll last longer." She smiled as his entire face turned bright pink, laughing and looking away.

Zayn turned to glare at him, but Xenia laughed it off, pulling on his outstretched hand, then walked to the room she shared with Bailey.

"So... They fucking raided my shit, so all of these dresses are mine." she pointed to the pile on the bed and the few left in the suitcase.

It took Xenia 20 minutes to get Zayn to approve a dress.

"Fucking finally!" she yelled as if this task made her so exhausted.

"It's not my fault your dresses are not elegant enough." he scolded.

"We're going to eat dinner." she emphasized, "I don't need to look like fucking Cinderella."

"Nonsense," he said holding up the black silk floor length dress, "Cinderella would never wear this." Then smiled at her mischievously when he noticed her gaping.

She narrowed her eyes, never failing to smile, and snatched the dress from him.

"You're not the only one who can be sarcastic, love." he grinned.

"Yahh, yahh, suck my dick and get out. I need to change." she mumbled, shoving him out the room.

"Excuse me?" Zayn's expression was slightly disgusted but Xenia just laughed, slamming the door in his face.

When she came out it was 7:28 -just in time.

"I'm pretty fucking ah-mazing," Xenia exclaimed nodding her head knowingly at Zayn. He was patiently waiting for her to be late.

He smiled standing, looking at her up and down, "Well, I had my doubts, but you clean up pretty well."

"Fuck yahh I do." Xenia replied, turning in a circle for him.

The black dress flowed down her body like a shimmering waterfall, hiding her silver heels that added about 3 or 4 inches to her height. Her hair was pinned up from one side, cascading in elegant curls down the opposite shoulder, revealing her matching silver hooping earings. Her eyes were smokey black and her lips were stained red.

"Shall we?" he asked stepping to her and offered his arm.

"Yahh, man." she linked arms with Zayn smiling, "Let's blow this popscicle stand."

At the restaurant the waiter lead them to a private room, taking their orders and drinks.

"We'll have your best wine." Zayn told him smirking as he unleashed his evil plan.

"Whoa." Xenia gawked at him surprised, "What?"

He turned slightly to wink at her, "It's a special night, love. Enjoy."

Xenia's eyes darted to the waiter, he stood there waiting for their final answer, and she was about to deny but Zayn interrupted her.

"Xenia, it's fine, trust me."

"Uh..." Xenia wanted to argue, "Are you sure." she stressed, looking him in the eyes.

"Absolutely." he smiled going back to his menu.

Xenia shrugged, dismissing her own warnings, "Alright. What ever you say, bro."

Their food came out in half an hour and Xenia was already on her second bottle. Zayn didn't know how he let it escalate this far, but he knew this was the worst idea ever.

"Hey!" Xenia shouted, her glazed eyes fixed on him, "Do you know what goes great with breadsticks?" she didn't wait for him to respond, "Your face!" then broke out in a fit of laughter at her own joke.

He sighed, leaning back against his chair. Looking away from her, he rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"Dude!" she cried out, Zayn still ignored her, "Fuck. Hold on." she said and he heard her push her chair away to stand up.

Zayn snapped his attention back to her, watching her walk out the room, "What are you doing?" he called after her.

Xenia didn't bother turning to answer him, walking out like she owned the place. Zayn threw his napkin on the table as he grunted in frustration.

He was still contemplating whether or not to go after her when she waltzed back in with her own crowd of highschoolers, fresh from prom.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zayn yelled standing up.

"Well you were being a Debbie Downer, babe," she walked closer to the table, her heel catching on the edge of a carpet, "Whoa!" she managed to get a grip on the edge of the table to keep her balance, "It's motherfucking dizzy!" Xenia turned back to a fuming Zayn, "So I invited a few cool cats to lighten up the place."

The waiters walked in then, carrying three trays full of drinks. Everyone grabbed a glass and cheered.

Xenia helped herself, lifting the shot glass in the air, "Keep 'em coming!" and downed the drink, shaking away the aftertaste.

Zayn was beyond shocked, his mouth gaping open as he stared at his date, "No! No more!" he turned to a girl close to him and snatched the drink out of her hand, "Are you even legal?" he asked stunned, "Everyone! Party is over!"

"Whoa!" Xenia expressed widening her eyes, "When did my dad get here?"

"Shut up!" Zayn yelled as he went over to her and took away her new drink, "These are minors, Xenia!"

She snorted, flailing her arms in the air, "We don't promote it, but Zayn condones it!"

His eyes widened and he dropped the drink as he took a hold of her, "No, no. Xenia,
please sit. You don't know what you're doing. I'll get rid of everyone so we may leave."

"No!" she whined, and pushed him away feebly, "It's my party!"

"Oh my!" Zayn grumbled as he gave up on her and walked out of the room to get the drinks to stop coming.

"Please stop sending drinks to our private room." he said when he walked up to the bar.

The bartender nodded, "Sorry, she said to put it on your bill."

Zayn's eyes widened in anger and yelled, "What?" but didn't wait for the man's response as he stormed back to the room.

When he got there he realized the door closed door was locked. He began to pound on it as he yelled at Xenia.

"Xenia! Open this door! Now!"

Inside the room, Xenia couldn't hear him over all of the noise. She laughed along with the students and random people who managed to get inside. Some of them were dancing to music a boy was playing on his phone.

There was an older looking man, tall in stature, who was among them. He made his way over to Xenia, instantly charming her as he threw her a small smile.

"Good evening, miss." he greeted, his voice matched the same accent as the boys, but was smoother and much more alluring.

Xenia turned to him fully, swaying ungracefully to the music as she smiled up at him, "Why hello there, mister." she snorted a laugh.

He laughed with her, finding her sloppiness endearing. Xenia focused all her attention on him, his eyes being the most captivating feature she couldn't look away from.

"You have," she slurred pausing, "The most beautiful eyes." she complimented as his pale green eyes smiled down at her.

"You think?" he laughed again, an adorable sounding thing, "Well there is no comparison to yours, love. They're simply gorgeous...black as night." he whispered inching closer to her, making sure to not break eye contact with her.

Being in the drunken state, Xenia threw herself at the man, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips to his and hungrily shoved her tongue into his mouth.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, Zayn had already called the cops, which were barely arriving. He didn't know what other option he had. He paced in front of the door until a large man in a police uniform began to approach the door.

"Officer, thank god." Zayn walked towards him, but the cop pushed him back.

"Back away son, this is police business."

Zayn didn't resist as he was pushed back and looked up at him shocked, "What?" he expected the cops to handle the situation with delicacy, but was stunned into complete shock when they kicked down the door.

"This is the police!" their thundering voice echoed out of the room as they entered it.

Zayn shrunk into himself as he heard screams and watched as people flooded out of the room. The few stragglers that got past the cop barrier were tackled to the ground mercilessly. Zayn didn't know what to do as he looked at the chaos in front of him. He began to panic when he didn't see Xenia, and ran into the room to find her.

"Xenia!" he yelled, "Xenia!" he knew they needed to get out of there before the paparazzi got photos of this.

"Hey you!" Zayn heard before he was roughly thrown and pushed against a wall.

"Hey! What ar-" Zayn began, but then gasped as he felt the cool metal latch around his wrist.

"You have the right to remain silent," the cop began reciting.

"No, wait! No! You've got the wrong idea!" Zayn protested, "I'm the one who called you guys!"

The cop finished Zayn's Miranda rights and pulled him away from the wall with force, "Yeah, like we haven't heard that already."

The cop led Zayn through the restaurant and out the back, Zayn finally saw Xenia. She was sitting against the wall as another cop was writing things down, her head was cradled in her hands. It looked like she was crying. Zayn felt a little sorry for her, and assumed she was wallowing in her guilt. As he got closer though, all his sympathy towards the crying girl vanished.

"And like I tried to stop them from drinking but they wouldn't listen. And Zayn was all 'Just have fun, Xenia.'. But I was like, 'Zayn, dear, they are underage.', and he was like, 'I don't care!'." she sobbed to the cop and Zayn's mouth gaped open.

Zayn couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe her.

"Get over there." the cop pushed him to sit next to Xenia. As he slide down the wall to sit he looked down at her and glared.

Xenia noticed and began crying with more vigor, "Why don't you love me?!"

Zayn scoffed as the cop tried to comfort her.

"Are you serious!" Zayn said angrily.

"Hey, don't give me that attitude." the cop glared, "Now, Mr. Malik, I have some questions for you."

Zayn, now beyond angry, yelled, "I didn't do anything! It was all her!" he nodded toward Xenia.

"Oh really?" the cop shouted standing his ground, "Then how do you explain all the charges on your card?!" Zayn was speechless. He didn't know how they were going to get out of this. Another cop came up the them and whispered something to the one questioning them. Zayn looked at them alarmed and thought of all the other possible ways they could be prosecuted.

Their cop nodded and turned back to them, "Well Miss. Hernandez, it looks as though you're free to go."

Xenia jumped up with admirable balance, "Fuck yes. Later babe!" she said when the cuffs were finally off.

He didn't know it was possible, but he was even more shocked than before. He watched as Xenia ran over to a man who was leaning against a black BMW. Xenia talked to him and they kissed passionately, then the man whispered something in her ear and Xenia nodded her head excitedly. He continued to watch as the man opened the door for her and got into the car to speed away.

His attention was drawn back to the officer, "Well I'm not surprised, but nobody paid for your bail, Mr. Malik. We'll have to take you down to the station."

Zayn sighed and nodded, seeing no way out of this for himself. The cop took a hold of his upper arm to help him stand up and then led him around a corner to a waiting cop car.

"Zayn! Zayn!" Zayn felt people pulling at him as he was blinded by lights repeatedly flashing. He lowed his head as he realized it was paparazzi. The cop that was escorting him lowered his head farther and pushed him into the car. Zayn slumped against the hard plastic seat that made the cuffs dig deeper into his skin.

Zayn turned away from the window as they continued to take photos of him.

"Fuck." he mumbled to himself.

About three hours later, Paul came to the station in nothing but his pj's to bail Zayn out of jail.

"What the hell happened?!" Paul asked when they were in his car, "You wake me up in the middle of the night to bail you out of jail?!"

Zayn laughed bitterly, "You have to ask?"

Paul grumbled looking away. Soon they were at the hotel and Zayn went to the suite. Paul said he would deal with everyone soon enough and left for his own room.

Zayn walked in, coat in hand, shirt half way unbuttoned, and hair a mess.

Harry walked passed him to go to the kitchen, but did a double take and laughed proudly at him, "Got a shag in, did we?" he wiggled his eyebrows, the girls on the couch turned to look at them, "You devil."

Zayn sneered at him, "Shut up, Harry."

"Where's Xenia?" Miranda asked, peering behind him at the door.

Zayn looked at her confused, "She's not here?"

They all looked at Zayn weirdly.

"Uh... No." Harry said, "You okay, mate?'

"No! I'm not okay!" he said rudely, he had had enough for one day, "I got bloody arrested and had to spend the entire night in a cell with some tranny that wouldn't leave me alone and my hair is a mess!"

Harry took a step back.

"Dude..." Tera said, "Calm down."

"What's going on?" Liam walked into the room.

"You!" Zayn yelled and pointed at him, Liam paused not sure whether he should turn around and leave, "You gave me that stupid idea to get her drunk! Why did I listen to you?!"

"Whoa, whoa, " Bailey said from the couch, "You got Xenia drunk?"

Zayn tried looking innocent as he nodded his head, "We though it would calm her down." he defended.

Annabel laughed from next to Bailey, "Shug, nothing can tame her."

"You should have left her sober." Miranda suggested.

"Well it's a little late for that." Zayn spat running a hand through his flat hair.

"What did you give her?" Annabel asked, totally ignoring his hostility.

"Wine."

The girls gaped at him, then broke out in a chorus of dissent.

"Dude!" Tera yelled, "Never give Xenia wine!"

Zayn, Liam and Harry looked at them not fully understanding.

"Xenia gets completely fucked up with wine. The bitch can hold her tequila, but give her wine and she turns into a lightweight freshman sorority girl." Miranda laughed.

"It's because she's mexican." Bailey laughed with her.

"I know right?" Annabel said, then turned to Zayn, "Don't worry, we found out the hard way too."

"Really?" Liam said smiling lightly.

"Yeah!" all the girls said loudly, remembering all the times Xenia turned into a wild creature of the night.

"This, I've got to hear." Harry said laughing.

"Wait, wait!" Bailey yelled, hushing everyone, "Where the hell is Xenia?"

They all looked at Zayn.

He shrugged, "I dunno... I kind of lost her."

"You what?!" the girls screamed.

"How do you lose a drunken girl?!" Harry scorned, "I mean, even I wouldn't do that."

"It's not my fault!" Zayn yelled at them and pointed at his chest, "Things got out of hand and they arrested me, but some guy picked up Xenia and she was let go!"

"A guy?" Tera scrunched her face.

"Was he hot?" Miranda asked.

Bailey slapped her thigh, "Xenia just took off with another potential rapist and you're asking if he's hot?"

Miranda glared at her, but Liam was quick to ask, "Another?"

The girls looked at eachother, unsure of what to say.

"Well..." Bailey started.

"Xenia has a little habit of doing that." Annabel finished.

"Did you recognize the dude?" Tera asked, Zayn shook his head.

The girls sighed, knowing for a fact that Xenia ran away again with some random stranger.

"You ladies aren't going to do anything?" Harry asked slowly noticing they all got comfortable in the couch again.

They shook their heads.

"She'll come back eventually. Probably tomorrow." Miranda told them.

"Does this mean she's cheating on me?" Zayn mused looking at the guys confused.

"These fake relationships..." Liam said.

"They're a bitch." Harry added laughing as he walked away.