Never going back

Chapter 8

                                                           Chapter 8 : THE TALK

                                                           MARCch 10th  ( same day)

                                                                       3:23pm

         I get off of Niall and run downstairs to get the door. I open the door and there's Zayn standing infront of me with his cool self.

" Hey." I say awkwardly.

" Hey. You ready?"

 " Yea um... let me do somethin just really quick."

" Ok."

I run back upstairs and see niall still on his bed looking up at the ceiling.

" Hey." I half smile at him.

" Hey. Who was it?" He asks me. I run over to him and kiss him.

" What was that for?" He asks me while smiling.

" You'll find out soon." I say and run out the door.

                                ( Niall's point of view )

What does that mean? You'll find out soon? Does she like me? NO. WE ARE JUST FRIENDS. Or are we? I go back to looking at my bare ceiling and thinking about Sam.

                             ( Sam's point of view )

 Wow. Did i really just do that? I like him. I just realized that i do like him. I like Niall Horan!! I need to tell him soon before anyone else gets the chance to. But, how? When i'm finally downstairs i jump infront of Zayn.

" Sorry." I say.

" That's okay."

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                                           ( Sam's point of view )

We finally arrive at his apartment. We step into his place. I suddenly get nervous, don't know why though.

" Do you want anything to drink?"

" Um, Coke please."

" Sure."

" Thanks."

" No problem love." he says and runs off to the kitchen. He plops down next to me and hands me my drink.

" So...?" I ask.

 " So...?" He mocks me.

" What did you want to talk about?" I laugh.

" Oh, yeah. We need to talk about us."

"OK?" I have no idea but i know it's going in the wrong direction.

" This is really weird but you know that when a guy likes agirl he never tells her?"

" Um... I don't know. I guess."

" Well... I LIKE YOU!"

 I smile." What?"

 " Yea."

" Wow."

 " So?" He asks. " You can say something." I look at him. Then, i kiss him, i don't why i did. It just came to me. We kiss passionatly. Most girls would say they never kised a celebrity but me? I have! He's trying to take off my shirt but i don't let him, not yet anyway.

" Wait."

" What? Oh, i'm sorry."

" What? No. It's nothing you did!"

" Oh, then what's wrong?"

" I don't want to get pregnant." I whisper.

" Oh, ya. Why are you whispering?"

" I don't know! Now go put a condom on!"

" Ok, Ok." He runs to his room. When he comes back his pants are on backwards.

" You dummy! Your pants are on backwards!"

" Oops. Oh well." I laugh alittle. He sits next to me and starts kissing me again. He kisses so smoothly. He makes me have butterflies in my stomach  when i see him or i hear him. We take it to his bedroom.

    ten minutes later we stop to breathe.

" So? Does this mean you like me?" He asks me while smiling.

" Yes. Yes Zayn i do." We start kissing again, It was a long night that night with Zayn. I still think about what we were doing and how crazy this was. I barely knew him, but he knew me pretty well, i guess. Maybe he's one of friends on facebook and he uses a different name to have real conversations with people and not just his friends. There was something about him that just made me think that we actuall knew eachother for a while.