Chapter 7

Zayn's POV.

This girl was gonna be the end of me. She honestly doesn't know how much I just want to pin her up against the wall and kiss her till I can't breathe no more. But I obviously cannot do that because she is my friend. And friends don't do that kind of stuff. She had gone through so much stuff in her life. Sure she was that crazy party girl. But was she really any different?

"Heyyyy Zaynerr" said Liam sitting next to me on the couch.

"Hey man. What's up?" I said.

"Niall ate all my food. And took my milkshake." He said with a pout on his face.

"Well, he is Niall, after all." I said laughing

"Heard that" Niall said as he walked through the door.

"Hey you guys even bring me anything?" I said

"We did. But Niall ate it on the way home" Liam said

I glared at Niall. He smiled

"So did YOU have a good time" Niall asked

"Um, yea sure. Me and Torie watched a movie. It was fun." I said

"Mhhmmm I'm sure" said Niall.

I glared at him once more.

"When are you gonna tell her that you're practically in love with her?" Niall said.

"Shut up Niall, I'm not in love with her. She's my friend."

"Sure dude. Whatever you say."

Victories POV

"When are you gonna tell her that you're practically in love with her?" I heard Niall say.

Then Zayn "Shut up Niall, I'm not in love with her. She's my friend."

"Sure dude. Whatever you say." Niall again.

"And plus, she doesn't feel the same way" Zayn said in a sad tone.

"Look at this love-sick puppy. So...whos the lucky girl?" I said walking into the room.

Zayn looked like he was gonna pass out. His usually tan skin turned an ugly shade of white. What did I do?

"No one really. Niall is just being an arse." Said Liam.

Hmmmm suspicious Victorie is suspicious. Whats going on here?

"Oh come one. Whats her name? What does she look like? Is she hot? I bet she is. You seem pretty whipped." I said plopping myself on the couch next to Zayn,poking him on the ribs.

"No one. Now stop asking questions." Zayn said angrily.

"Someones got a stick up their arse.I was just wondering. Don't gotta be a dick about it."I huffed.

"Youre right. Im sorry. Its just that, I don't know. I mean I don't really like this girl or anything. Cause shes my friend." He said

"Friends can be lovers." I said.

"Can they?" he asked turning to look at me. Damn those beautiful eyes framed by full eyelashes. Wait what? Where did that come from.

"Yea I mean. Lets say you tell this girl, and she feels the same way. What if it actually worked out. " I said looking back at him,hoping my eyes looked half as mesmerizing as his.

"And what if she doesn't?" he asked,his eyes full of concern.

"So you do like her?" I said smirking.

"Would it be such a bad thing if I did?" he asked half-smiling.

"Of course not. I mean im sure any girl would be lucky to have you in her life." I said not even realizing that Niall and Liam had deserted us a long time ago. Maybe they couldn't handle these heart-to-heart convos.

"Really?" he asked sounding surprised as his eyes lit up.

"Yeah really. Youre a great guy. Different. Good different. You seem like the type of guy who knows how to treat a girl." I said. Suddenly our faces got closer.

"Youre just saying that" he said bitting his lip. Why did that give me the slight urge to kiss him I have no idea. He was good-looking. Hell he was sexy. But he was my friend. And friends don't have the urge to kiss friends. Now I knew what he felt like.

"Im really not. Youre an amazing guy and honestly out of the five guys I think youre the most datable." I said winking at him. Oh yeah thats fine too Zayn, just stare into my soul like that. Its fine. God, the urge to just grab him by the neck and bite his luscious lips was killing me. And there he goes biting them again. What was I thinking. Stop Victorie you cannot possibly be thinking this. Zayn is your friend. You cannot kiss friends and bite their lips. Heck I didn't even care. And with him staring at me like that even thinking was getting harder. And what happened next was a big blur.

Lips colliding slowly. And moving faster and faster. Hands on his raven hair. My hands. Gripping down to the back of his neck. His hands on my face. Moving slowly down to my ribs and then my me closer. Our tounges fighting for dominance. I would not let him win tho. So he backed down. As we fell on the couch, him on his back, me on top of him his hands went down my back straight to my ass. Kinky little guy wasn't he.

And then we heard someone clear their throat. WHAT NOW