COLE’S POV:
Tara plonked herself down on the couch in front of me. Oh god I was nervous, so fucking nervous. What if she didn’t like me? No; Cole that’s not an option, you will HAVE to make it work.
I was just about to bring myself to speak when she gave me a lopsided grin.
“Hi Cole, I’m Tara.” She gave me a little wave but I couldn’t help my confusion. How did she know my name? I had only just heard about her. Needless to say I didn’t need to wait long before she answered my questions.
“I have heard so much about you from Zayn.” She gave her eyebrows a wiggle and gently nudged Zayn in the ribs.
“What do you guys feel like doing today? I was getting some bread the other day and I heard these girls talking about a fair or something uptown.”
Tara let out a tiny squeal. “That would be amazing please oh please. I haven’t been to the fair in YEEEAARRS!”
Soon after everyone grabbed their stuff and the car was packed we headed up to the fair. Tara was super nice and really fun to hang out with. I can understand exactly why the guys like hanging out with her. It totally forgot that she is four years younger than me… she just has a knack for knowing things.
“HONEY I’M HOME” Louis unlocked the door and kicked it open. We had all had a busy day at the fair and returned home with defiantly more than when we left. Everyone had their faces painted and Harry bought a full bouquet of balloons claiming that if the man in UP could float away so could he.
Niall had eaten so much fairy floss today that his tongue was greenish-blue and the sugar rush hadn’t kicked in yet but I was sure as hell not going to be ready when it does. Liam had slept most of the way home after complaining that Tara was too energetic for his old and frail body, and he spent most of the day being dragged from ride to ride.
Zayn and I had spent most of the day walking around the fair. We took Niall to get his face painted and then headed off to play some games. As cliché as it sounds he managed to win me a giant stuffed monkey and I have been carrying it around all day. Whenever I’m with Zayn, the world feels right and I can finally begin to forget all the shit cards I’ve been dealt.
My hair was borderline dreadlocks after a long day of trudging through crowds. I decided that it would be best for a quick shower in Zayn’s room while everyone else got settled. I grabbed my towel and pj’s and soon I was quietly soaking the days troubles away. The shampoo was cleansing, that was until it made its way into my eye.
Great so now I’m crying. I quickly turned off the water and hoped out of the shower wrapping a towel around me. I was halfway through sorting out my clothes when I realised I didn’t grab any underwear. Jesus Fucking Christ why does this shit always happen to me. I decided that the only way I was going to get through this was to make a dash from the bathroom with my towel to retrieve my missing clothes. Mind you, I made it to the bedroom before I realised that I had company.
“I love that look on you Cole.”
I spun around from the drawers I was searching through so fast I almost cracked my neck. “What half naked and soaking wet?”
It wasn’t until after I said it, or maybe it was seeing Zayn’s eyebrows raise that I realised what was happening. I gave him a quick smirk but reassured him that it was ok. He slowly got off the bed and made his way towards me. I always forget how much taller he is then me, it feels like almost a whole foot. He moved hos hands to the side of my face, pushing the still dripping wet hair out of my eyes.
“Zayn.”
The word was almost a whisper.
“Mmh?”
“Won’t the other be wondering where we are?”
“They went out for dinner.”
He moved forwards wrapping a hand around my waist and planting a soft kiss on my lips and then cheek and nose. I moved my hands down to pull up his shirt. He smirked shrugging it the rest of the way off.
“You know this will be the first time we’ve seen each other… you know-“
He nodded his head. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to, you understand that right?”
“On the count of three?”
I closed my eyes ready for what was going to happen next. “One, two, three”
I dropped my towel and turned slowly towards Zayn. He moved forward to hug me, and I was completely comfortable. There was nothing scary about this situation at all and I had nothing to be ashamed of. But I couldn’t get the nagging and sickening thought out of my head. If not for Hugo this would be my first time, and I don’t think I’m fully ready to face that yet.
“Zayn… I’m, I’m sorry I can’t…”
I could feel myself blushing and I didn’t want to put Zayn in an awkward position but I knew I would regret it if I went through with this.
“Shhh, shhh. Its ok Cole, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want.” He lead me over to the bed and tucked me in before sliding in on my right. I drifted off to sleep in the comfort of his warmth and finally knowing that someone cared about me.
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ATHOR'S NOTE:
Holy shit guys I'm so sorry. Senior is fucking killing me like I have so much work to do, but instead of studying for my exams on monday I decided to update for you ;) #YOLO
anyways hope you enjoyed I promise it gets better in the next couple of chapters, vote and comment :)
XOXO Lauren
P.S I attached a photo of what I picture Cole to look like. Her name is Clara Alonso if you were wondering ;)
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