Not A Decision ✓

17. Home

Mackenzie

The boys were all taking showers and I went to go get towels and PJ's and some underwear. I snuck into Frank's room, which was smaller than mine and into his walk in closet. I looked at the left side where he had all his brand new clothes that many companies gave him to wear when he was out in public. Mom being CEO made us famous. But like Frank, neither one of us liked being famous. It was cool and everything but it didn't guarantee true friendships or true anything.

I looked around and found some Ralph Lauren PJ's, white T-shirts, brand new Calvin Klein boxers and new socks. I tipped toed back out his room.

"Kenzie, what are you doing?" Frank whispered. Oops.

"I need some clothes for my friends." I said. Frank said something in his pillow. I took that as a whatever. I walked out his room and walked towards the left wing. I opened a door right in front of the boy's room, it was a closet. It held towels and bed sheets. I took some towels. I turned around and knocked on Liam's room.

"Come in," I heard Liam say. He was sitting down on one of the beds. Waiting I guess for the bathroom.

"Hey. Here are some clothes to sleep in," I said.

"Do you have pants?" Liam asked and was he blushing?

"Yeah here," I handed him some pants.

"These are trousers, love. I forgot what you Americans call them...boxers?" Liam said. Oh! I handed him some pants. He smiled.

"Okay so pants are trousers for ya and boxers are pants?" I asked. He nodded. A door creaked behind me.

"Um, Liam. Do you mind getting me a towel? There aren't any in here." Niall's head popped out.

"There you go lad," Liam threw him a towel. Niall closed the door and came out with the towel wrapped around his torso. Liam got up and took his towel and went into the bathroom.

"Here are some pants, shirts and trousers. Hope they fit you," I said quickly and left the room. It was getting hot in there. I heard Niall chuckle. I hope I wasn't blushing. I walked over to Louis' and Harry's room. I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. No answer. I decided to walk in and just lay the towel and clothes on top of their beds.

"Boo!" Some jumped out behind the bed.

"What the hell, Lou!" I said. He began to laugh incredibly loud.

"Lou, you're going to wake everyone up. Shut up!" I muttered. Lou continued laughing. I turned around ready to go get Louis when Harry stepped in front of me, his lower half wrapped in a towel. When had he taken his towel? And what was it with these boys and coming out with towels. I stared at his well shaped body.

"Like what you see love?" Harry smirked. I rolled my eyes.

"Not really," I lied. I went back to Lou who was trying to restrain his laughter. And failed.

"Okay. Lou you give me no other choice. Off with the carrots," I said trying to make my voice sound as close as to the Queen of Hearts. Louis immediately got up and ran towards Harry.

"Harry. Don't let her hurt my babies. Hazza please don't let her," Lou held on to Harry's leg.

"Sorry buddy. But this is her house and you were pretty loud," Harry patted Louis back. Louis began to cry. He was so dramatic sometimes.

"Lou. Lou stopped crying. I won't do anything to your carrots. Just be quiet." I said. Louis brightened up and let go of Harry. He came up to me and hugged me tight.

"Thank you. That's why I love you," he gave me a kiss on the cheek and took his towel made it into a cape and ran towards the bathroom but not before saying, "Superman!"

I laughed. This boy had too much energy.

"So these are my clothes?" Harry asked. I nodded and turned around to leave. But he grabbed my hand.

"Kenzie. Thanks for today. It was lots of fun spending the night with you," Harry looked deeply into my eyes searching. For what, I don't know? His face came closer and I knew what was going to happen. I didn't move. I couldn't. He leaned forward and he kissed me on my cheek. He lips left sparks there. What was wrong with me? I had a boyfriend.

"Good night," was all I could manage to say. I got out of his hold and walked out the room. What was going through me? I walked back towards my room. I opened the door and shut it behind me. I sunk down and laid on my door. Why did I get along with these five boys so easily? Why did they make my body react this way? My put my knees up and used Zayn's clothes as my pillow.

"Kenzie, are you okay?" Zayn whispered into my ear. When had he walked out the bathroom and next to me?

"Yeah. Just a big night. Tired," I lied. I couldn't possibly tell him, that he and his friends made me rethink of my relationship. He placed his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into him. I laid my head on his chest. Bare chest.

"Are those my clothes?" Zayn pointed to the clothes on my lap. I nodded.

"Kenzie, I think you should go take a shower and relax. Then you can go to sleep. You'll let out all the stress you have bottled up. Trust me," Zayn said. I continued to lay there with Zayn. He had one of my orange towels wrapped around his torso. I blushed. I was keeping Zayn from changing.

"Okay." I got up and helped Zayn up. I gave him a brief smile and handed him his clothes. I walked over to the dark door behind my black grand piano and opened it. I went in, grabbed some PJ's and came out.

"Kenzie. You should smile more often. It brightens your eyes and your smile makes you more beautiful," Zayn said right before I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I smiled. He loved my smile. God, these boys were just so hard not to fall for.