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'Do you like Zayn?"
My eyes widen and I stared at him. 'W-What did you just say...?"
"You heard me. Do you like Zayn?"
I bit my lip and started playing with my camera strap." I can't believe he just asked me that! It was out of no where! What should I say....?" I thought to myself, looking at the ground.
"Isabella?"
I quickly looked up at him. "What?"
"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."
"N-No, its fine. It was just out of nowhere."
"Well I just wanted to know because I know how much Zayn likes you." He smiles.
I smiled a little and pushed some stray hairs out of my face. "Well to answer your question I-" Just as I was about to answer Louis ran over.
"Liam! Come play with us!" He tugged Liam's arm towards the playground.
He try to pull his arm back. "Not now, I'm busy."
"Come on, please!" Louis begged, putting on his famous pouting face that I had to face earlier.
He sighed. 'Fine. We're not done with this conversation." He said as Louis pulled him to the slide.
Whew! Crisis avoided! I looked towards the playground and saw Zayn jogging over. Crap! I spoke to soon.
"Hey. What are you doing over here?" He asked as soon as he got to me.
"Oh. Well, I was talking to Liam, but Louis came and pulled him to the slide."
"What were you guys talking about?"
"Nothing!" I said to fast because Zayn looked at me weird.
"Uhm....okay. Well I was going to ask if you wanted a push on the swings."
"Sure. I haven't been on one of those in a long time." I smiled.
"Cool! Lets go." He smiled and we walked over to the swings. I sat down on the swing and Zayn was about to push me. "Wait!" I yelled.
"What? Whats wrong?" He asked confused.
"Harry!" I yelled to Harry who was a couple feet away, fighting with Niall over the monkey bars. He looked at me and then ran over.
'Whats up?" He smiled.
"Can you hold my camera, please?" I handed out my camera.
He took it and smiled. "Sure Bella."
"Be careful with it. Its very special to me."
"Don't worry! I won't let anything happen to it."
"Thanks." I smiled.
"Are you ready now?" Zayn asked.
"Yeah." I smiled as Zayn started to push me. I forgot how much fun a swing could be. Before I knew it I was going higher and higher. I close my eyes and it felt like I was soaring in the sky. I didn't even feel that Zayn had stopped pushing me. After a while I opened my eyes to see the boys standing in front of me and Zayn with my camera, taking a picture.
I smiled and slowly stopped myself. "Is there any reason why you guys are staring at me or are you guys just being weirdos?"
"I never saw someone look like their having so much fun on the swings before." Niall blurted out what I think they all were thinking.
I got off the swing and walked over to them, taking my camera from Zayn. "Well that's because I have an awesome imagination and I can make swinging that fun." I smile.
"You have to teach me!" Louis yelled, grabbing my arm.
"Maybe another time Lou. Its getting dark and Cece is probably home already."
"Cece is back?! Lets go home!" Harry said happily.
"Is it just me or does everyone else think that Harry fancies Cece?" Liam smiled.
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. Can we just go now." He smiled.
I giggled and shook my head. "Sure."
Once we got to Cece's house we walked onto the porch and as soon as I was about to turn the knob Cece pulled the door open.
"Your home! How was you day with Zay-" She looked behind me and sees the boys. "Oh! So one boy wasn't enough?! You had to take the whole band?!" She yelled playfully.
"You know me. I love having more than one boy." I smile and walk in the house, the boys right behind me.
"Hey Cece!" They say in unison except Harry. He walks over and kisses Cece's cheek. "Hello love." He smiled.
Cece squeals a little and smiled. "H-Hi."
"Well why don't you guys hang out with Cece. I'm going to go develop these pictures." I smiled and started walking upstairs.
"Can I come with you?" Zayn called after me.
"Uhm...Sure." I smiled. We walked upstairs and walked to a door. I stop in front of the door and look at Zayn. "Okay, one rule: Don't open the door while the pictures are developing are they are going to get ruined. Understand?"
"Yes mam." He smiled.
"Good." We walked into a dark room and I closed the door behind us before turning the red light on. I walk over to to the counter which has a container filled with solution. I grab a couple of bottles and start mixing them.
"What are you doing?" Zayn asked curiously.
"I'm mixing the chemicals that will bring the color out." I pour the chemicals the container and then grabbed my camera, pulling out the film. I cut out the frames, placing them on the frame reels.
"This looks really complicated."Zayn whispered from behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck.
"Y-Yeah it is, but you get use to it after a while." I whisper back before placing the film the solution. After a couple minutes I see the pictures starting to come out. I laugh at the pictures of the boys playing on the playground and some other pictures that I don't remember taking.
"I guess Harry took a couple pictures." I smile and start hanging up the pictures to dry. I go to grab the next picture when my eyes widen.
"Zayn, you were the only one who took a picture of me swinging right?"
"Right, why?" He ask confused.
"Because of this." I grab a the picture and hang it up. (Look in side)
He looks at the picture and smiles. "It looks good."
"Its great! The lighting is perfect. Who knew you could be such a great photographer." I turned around to face him and smile.
He looks down at me. "I wasn't worried about the lighting. I just wanted to take a picture as beautiful as you." He put his hand on my cheek and rubbed little circles with his thumb.
I smiled and leaned into his hand. "Well thank you."
"You're welcome." He slowly leaned in until I felt his soft lips on mine, kissing me. It took my a little bit before I finally started kissing him back and let me tell you, it was way better than kissing his cheek.
Yay! They finally kissed! So, good enough chapter for ya? I hope so! Vote, comment, follow me and spread the word abput this story! I love you all!
P.S I don't really know how to develope film, so sorry!
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