Ch. 1
Zayn, Harry, Niall, Louie, Liam, and I were hanging out at Harry's place(Harry's "flat" as my lovely British-and Irish-boys would say). Zayn was sitting on the left end of the couch and I was sitting on his right side. Harry and Louie were on the love seat, Niall was on the on the floor by Louie, Liam was passed out on the autaman... I know, odd right? Anyway, Zayn had his arm around me, we aren't together though, just friends. Friends. Best friends... Sorry, um, we were watching Alice in Wonderland, like the nerds we are. That's what I loved about us though. Just simple friends. We all love each other. We will always love each other because that's just how things are with us. We all love each other.
That purple magic cat came on screen and Harry shouted "IT'S THE DISAPPEARING PUSSY!" . Zayn smiled, I love his smile. It's the most adorable thing. It makes my heart skip a beat... Or two. Well...I guess you guys might have guessed that I might have a crush on Zayn...yeah, I have a crush on Zayn. Quite a large crush... Bordering on love. I don't think I'm really in love with him... I mean he is perfect, he is someone I could definitely fall in love with, I just don't feel in love.
"Lets have a sing off!" says Louie out of nowhere. "Umm, Lou-" I started before Zayn interrupted me. "That sounds fun! Okay, Me and Lola, Harry and Louie, Niall and-" he throws a pillow at Liam, "Niall and Liam!" Of course, I get to embarrass myself once again in front of Zayn. He always tells me I have a beautiful voice, no. Im not talented. Zayn is the talented one between the two of us. He is like an angel.
Zayn and I go into Harry's room, sit on the bed, and start thinking of what song to sing.
"What about the Power Rangers theme song?"he says. "Zayn, really?" "yeah! Seriously!" he responds. "Babe, no. We are not doing that." Zayn quickly responds to that with a lovely "That's what she said...". I playfully pushed him off, he grabbed my hand and pulled me off with him. He starts trying to pin me down and tackling me, "Zayn! NO! AHHHH!". He finally pins me down. He was leaning over with his knees on the ground and his hands holding down my arms. We are both breathing hard, it seems as if every breath he takes his lips move closer to mine. His hair is all messed up and his eyes are staring into my soul. We are right by each others lips, if I moved my head up just a little, we would be locked in a deep, passionate, sexy kiss. "Why the hell are you screaming!" Harry's voice ran through me like an evil, perfect moment ruining, bullet. Zayn instantly sat up the moment the door opened. One more deep, panting breath and my life would have been complete. Damn you Harry.