Chapter 9 - Going home and Facebook accounts

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Chapter 9 - Going home and Facebook accounts

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Zayn's POV

It was our last day in newcastle and for the first time in weeks it was raining. We were both packed up and ready to go, I was sat on the bed as Charlie collected some things from the bathroom.

"you excited to see your friends?" She asked me

"huh, I'd rather stay here Lou hasn't told them about us yet" I told her

"Zayn?" She asked I went to join her in the bathroom "you're not embaressed by me are you?" she asked with a frown on her face

"What?? NO, course not" I practically shouted in confusion then I realised what she meant " I mean I'm not embaressed by you It's just I left bradford three weeks ago and well they thought I hated you, but it was never you I hated it was your relationship with him that  couldn't stand, I guess I was jelous" I told her honestly this was the first time I had ever really talked about my feelings before we got together, she reached up and rested her arms on my shoulders and looked  up to me, we locked eye contact as I grinned down, she closed her eyes and I leant down to kiss her lips gently but as I pulled away she leant closer and tilted her head and kissed me again. and again. and again. I stumbled backwards and perchered on the toilet seat and held her thighs as she leant down to kiss me again I put my hands in between her thighs parting them so they were on either side of my legs, I strongly lifted them and swiftly pulled her onto my lap. She wrapped her slim legs around my waist and pressed her breasts against my chest, she moved her pelvis towards me and back as we kissed, I was pretty sure this was our best kiss yet and I didn't feel like we had to have sex, I trusted her.

"We better go" she muttered shortly after I agreed and lifted her off my lap before grabbing our suitcase's, she linked her arm through mine as I pulled them along the floor.

Once we got on the train we were soaked, I was pretty sure this was the first time she'd seen me when my hair wasn't perfect instead it was plastered to my head, I ran my fingers through it trying to fix it as Charlie giggled at me, I frowned but then chuckled as she couldn't stop laughing , she sounded so cute. When we took our seats I took out my laptop out of my bag and connected to the trains wifi. Charlie hugged my arm as she asked what I was doing 

"Time to make you a facebook account" I told her as I brought up the page and filled in her details, she chose her password and then once it was confirmed she chose a picture of us on the train to newcastle for her profile picture, we then went through the boys to add as friends then some of her other friends, I sent her a relationship request, maybe the guys would find out this way.

Charlie's POV

As the train pulled up to the station Zayn stayed back to collect the suitcase's I ran over to hug Lou, he was waiting for us with Zayns car. As my head was resting on his shoulder I noticed two tall familiar figures, two figures that scared me for a long time, Zayn had helped me realise that I didn't need them, he helped me realise that I fell out of love with him a long time ago but I was in need of the love I had no family I needed some one. I ignored them as they smirked at me but soon enough Lou realised I wasn't listening to him, he turned around and saw them. When Zayn came over Lou nodded in their direction then took the suitcase's from Zayn and put them in the boot of the car, Zayn took my hand and lifted me into the passenger seat he leaned over and kissed my cheek

"they can't hurt you now" he whispered into my hair, I knew Tom would be going crazy now he didn't know I was with Zayn only Louis and Katie knew and neither of them would tell anyone, but now he was bound to of guessed it. We stayed in silence on the way home. Once we got there Niall, Harry and Liam came out to join us and took our case's inside me and Zayn sat in the car for a bit.

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