Chapter Forty six

Zayn's POV

I SAT on a chair overlooking the activities going on below, watching people mile about engaging in various activities.

Loud music was booming from the invisible speakers that had been set up in various sections of the house. I was throwing one of my famous parties and of course, almost everyone was in attendance. Some people thought I threw it because I was bored but it was actually for another purpose, unknown to some people I was waiting patiently for something.

I brought my glass to my lips, tipping it towards my mouth without lifting my gaze from what was going on downstairs...only for me to find out that it was empty. I lifted my glass to a couple of meters away from me and a girl kneeling on the ground beside me, wearing nothing more than a piece of cloth around her privates, holding a glass of bourbon in her hands hastened to fill it back up.

Taking a sip of the extremely smooth blend of bourbon -one of my favorites- and savoring the burn as it went down my throat, I