Chapter Eleven.

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~~~ Zayd's POV ~~~

I got up with a loud noise of a door getting closed. My eyes opened and saw that it was my bedroom door getting banged. I looked at the side of my bed. She wasn't here.
Did she leave?
Anyone will. After what happened last night.

She kissed me.
She freaking kissed me.
And I became such a pussy that I didn't kiss her back. Even if I so much wanted to.

What's done is done. I shouldn't regret it.
But I so do.

She kissed me so passionately and softly. For a brief moment there, I was going to move my lips against her's too. But then Tiana's face flashed in front of me and I closed my eyes and stayed still.
After she realized I wasn't responding to her kiss, she immediately pulled away. I opened my eyes and saw her expressions full of fear and shock.

"I'm...so...Zayd," she stammered but I cut her off.

"Shh.... You're okay." I said and held her in my arms.

She hugged me back loosely and after a minute, she fainted. Or slept. I don't really know. She must be tired by drinking and dancing.

I then put her on the bed and covered her with a warm blanket. I removed her heels and then went to change clothes.
When I came out of the bathroom, I saw her smile in her sleep. I guessed she was having a good dream.

I smiled at her. She looked so cute in those messy hair and an innocent smile while her most beautiful eyes closed.

Did you just call your best friend cute?

Yeah so what? I can call her cute.

I was so lost in seeing her that I didn't hear properly what she was murmuring in her sleep.

".....have you Zayd..." She said. I heard only this part.

Damn! She was seeing me in her dreams? She was talking to me.

Come on, June, say it again. What were you telling me?

"Kiss me more...." She said.

What?

I stayed still where I was. I was totally frozen.
What was she doing in her dreams? Was I kissing her?

Fuck, I really didn't want to know.

I shook my head and then lay down on the bed near her. I hugged her from behind and closed my eyes; getting in her blanket as well.

"Good night, Pandy." I chuckled while saying and then drifted off to sleep.


The memories of last night were still fresh and were giving me a headache.
I didn't know how to react on it.

I think June must be tensed about all this. That's why she left.
I sat on the bed and rubbed my eyes.
But right then my eyes popped up and fell on the chair nearby.

It had June's dress lying on it.

She left her dress here?

I got up and went towards it; finding a note near it.

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