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PULLING UP TO ZAYN'S, people are already starting to swarm the house. Jace, Paige, and I climb out of the car as Zayn comes outside. He walks over to my car and sighs in relief when he sees the two kegs in the backseat.
"Man, I fucking owe you."
I chuckle and fist bump him. "You can repay me by keeping me from getting too sloppy tonight. I have practice first thing in the morning, and it will not be a fun time for me if I'm hung over."
"Will it be a fun time regardless?" he questions.
I purse my lips as I think about it. "Touché, Bronsyn. But puking on the field is apparently bad luck, so I better play it safe."
Zayn's roommate, Easton, comes out to help with the kegs, and the two of them take one while Jace and I take the other. Honestly, Zayn is the friend I never expected. We went to high school across the street from each other—him going to public school while I went to the high-class private school across from it. His best friend Knox Vaughn and I spent most of high school at each other's throats. It's one of those rival school feuds that never seems to have an expiration date.
My actions were less than admirable at times—that I'll admit. I got jealous when he moved in on the girl I wanted, and I got a few friends to jump him with me. It's not something I'm proud of, but it's one of many mistakes I have to live with. And besides, he got back at me in the best way he could have—by winning the girl in the end. To this day, they're happily living together in Rhode Island while Delaney goes to school there.
Knowing Zayn's loyalty to Knox, I fully expected him to tell me to go fuck myself when I got to NHU, and at first, he did. But I didn't let that stop me. Slowly, I chipped away at his tough exterior and was there to help him when he needed it. What started as a mutual respect quickly grew into a pretty solid friendship, and he was there for me to lean on when Jace was spiraling out of control.
Surprisingly enough, he's one of my best friends now. I just wonder if Knox knows that. He's always been one territorial son of a bitch.
"Finally," a familiar voice says. "I was starting to think this was going to be a dry party. Could you imagine the riots that would cause?"
I turn around to see a head of blonde hair on a tiny body. Amelia Donovan. The girl is a wild child in the best way possible, and someone I’m very protective of. She's Zayn's girlfriend and Easton's little sister, which basically means if anyone fucks with her, they're dead where they stand.
Next to her is none other than Kennedy Lehigh, Easton's girlfriend, though I'm not sure how much longer that's going to last. Their relationship and the tension between them exhausts me, and I'm not even involved.
"Might be fun to watch, though," Kennedy chimes in.
Amelia gives Paige a hug and chuckles at her best friend's words. "Easton, pay attention to your girl before she starts shit for entertainment."
He walks up and presses a kiss to her forehead, making her melt into his touch. Zayn hands me a beer, and I take a sip. The cold slides down my throat and eases my stress level.
A night with friends is exactly what I need.
