Chapter Seven

2K 95 2
                                    

A week since I've been sick and a week since I've talked to Chris. I Dont want to see him after what I said, I Dont even want to think about him. I'm just glad to feel better.
"Tomorrow is Halloween, are you going home for a day?" Taylor asks as we look for books. I cock my head to the side, not really thinking.
"I would. I want to but I can't." I say. I spot Chris on the other side of the library, chatting it up with some girl. She's pretty and tall. We make eye contact and I look away. I drag Taylor to a secluded area and she looks surprised.
"Whaaat?" She questions.
"Chris." I mouth. She furrows her brow. We have to sneak out and that means stealing books. Ugh, I'm becoming quite the rebel.
I turn around to proceed the sneaking and smack right into a chest.
"Hey, Taylor. What are you doing, Jay?"
"Hey, Chris." Taylor says. I drop my head, great job. Ugh.
"Grocery shopping." I say, annoyed. He chuckles. I push past him and try to avoid dropping my books. Its best if I stay away from him. Far away from him.

I finally make it to my dorm and I fidget with my books and keys.
"You need help?"
That voice. I know that voice. I scream, dropping everything. I run and jump, feeling muscular arms wrap around me. He laughs that special laugh.
"Well you didn't forget about me."
I smile, kissing his pink lips.
My Zayn.
He bites his lip piercing and his green eyes streak me.
"You are beautiful." He whispers. I laugh.
"What did I walk into?" Taylor says. I jump down, fixing my shirt.
"Zayn, this is Taylor. Taylor Za-"
"Do you have a brother?" Taylor interrupts. I've grown to love her over the past months.
"I have a...motorcycle." Zayn says. Taylor laughs, she likes him and that's good. I unlock the door and Zayn seems surprised at the decor. I let Taylor redecorate and our room is a bit weird.
"I have a date soooo bye! Dont tear the room up. Boys out at 10:45 or Sarah will die." Taylor says. I nod, turning the TV. Zayn shuts the door after her and locks it. My phone pings and a message from Chris pops up.
"Who's that?" Zayn asks.
"Mom." I say. Oh shit. I just lied. Why did I lie? Its not like me and Chris are hiding something. I turn my volume off and lay back on my bed. Zayn climbs on top of me, pulling my tank top up.
"I've missed all of this, your skin is so smooth."
I laugh as he leaves kisses down my stomach. He's gentle on my ribs and a little aggressive the lower he gets. I suck in and hold my breath.
"Remember this, Princess?"
I close my eyes and let myself be sucked into forever.

ForeverWhere stories live. Discover now