Chapter 72

The party starts to die down two hours later, but all I can think about is how my stomach’s been growling for what seems like forever.

"I’m hungry." I whine to Zayn as we wait in front of the bathroom for Jake to come out. He’s pissed drunk and I know that Zayn needs to take him home ASAP, but I can still try.

"Ugh, you know I have to take care of him." Zayn tells me and I sigh, nodding. "But maybe ask Jason?"

"He’s already home. He left without even telling me because he got sick." I say and Zayn is about to say something when the door opens and Jake stumbles out, barely able to stand.

"You going to be okay?" I ask no one in particular and Zayn nods, placing one of Jake’s arms around his shoulder. He lets me know that there’s an Uber outside so I watch them leave before I sink down on the stairs, contemplating about my priorities right now.