Vague

Chapter 18

*Lisa POV*

Why did Bruce have to call me while I was out with Zayn and ruin my day? I didn't answer, because I was with Zayn, and I was too afraid to listen to his voice again. I remember the exact words he spoke last time, when I was at Sarah's home: "So you're not at home? Are you with another boy? Good, good. You finally found someone, but remember, I won't rest till you're mine." I hadn't exactly "found someone" then, I was at Sarah's. But I didn't deny his words. I will find someone, and he will be someone who will love me for who I am.

I wish it was Zayn.

I frowned as I caught myself thinking about this again. But then again, he's the perfect boy anyone could ask for. I'm not talking about the fact he's famous, moreover, the only thing I don't like is that he's famous. I don't want his fame, I hate being in the limelight.

But he's the sweetest guy I've met. He opens the doors for me, no one had ever done that, not even Bruce. These are simple things, but they matter to me. It shows that he cares about me. He called me up to ask me out, after meeting me just twice. He's so easy to speak to, and I can't believe that the media makes him out to be an introvert. He's no where close to it. It's understandable that he doesn't want to share much of his personal life with fans and media, and I respect his decisions.

When he smiles at my words, I just know that it is an honest smile, I can sense it. When he listens to my words carefully, I can feel that he does it because he's genuinely interested, he doesn't pretend that. When he smiles with his tongue in between his teeth, he looks like a small kid. Otherwise, he looks so hot all the time. Yes, I just thought that, and I'm not even going to pretend that I didn't. He's a perfect guy, and he wouldn't ever like someone like me.

I can't figure why he asked me whether I'd ever like someone like him. Of course I would. I already do, I'm slowly falling for him. I won't deny my feelings, but I won't even expect him to reciprocate it, because it will never happen.

He seemed so concerned when he asked about the person calling me, and I hate myself for snapping at him. Did I really look that unnerved whenever Bruce called me, even Zayn could figure it out?

I looked over at him, and caught him staring at me. What's up with him? I hoped I didn't look like a clown, maybe that's why he was staring at me. Gone are my chances of ever getting him to like me. Sometimes I find myself wishing that Zoey's words were true, that he really did like me...

I wondered how it'd be like to kiss him. There's only one way to find out, isn't it?

I hugged him tight and I kissed him.

And he kissed me back.

There weren't the classic fireworks everywhere as in the movies, but it certainly let loose the butterflies within me. I felt blissful, it was perfect. I wish I could stay like this forever, with his hands on my waist and mine on his face.

I broke off the kiss before it got heated.

It took some time for the fact to sink in, he kissed me back. Did he really want to do it, or was it in the spur of the moment? I really want it to be the first option.

I looked up at him, and he was in kind of a trance. He stared into the distance, and I had to click my fingers in front of him to get him to focus.

"Lisa I-"

"Did you like it?" I really wanted to know that, and I wasn't embarrassed to ask.

"I.. um.. yes I did." He was blushing.

"Do you like me?" How had I suddenly become so bold? I was practically asking him anything that was in my mind. I waited for him to answer.

"I do, but I think we should wait a bit more. Don't get me wrong, I really like you." His words made my heart flutter. But I just realised what I'd done. He probably didn't like me. Or maybe he did. I just don't know.

"Okay..." I didn't know what else to say. The air suddenly felt thick around us.

"Do you want to go back?" He was staring at the ground, really interested in his shoes.

"Yes, could you drop me off at home?"

"Of course I will. Are you sure you don't want to go anywhere else before going home?"

No, I didn't want paps to spot us. As much as I loved spending time with Zayn, I really needed some time to figure out my feelings for him. I didn't want people making up rumours about once they spotted us together.

"No, I guess I should be going home. It's late." It wasn't, the sun had just set in and there was a faint glow around us. The place looked beautiful, I must admit.

"Okay, let's go back to the car." He held out his hand for me, and I took it. His hand was warm, and he held mine tightly as he led me thought the trail. We reached his car, and he put the stuff in the back seat of the car.

He opened the door for me, and went over to his side. We drove off from the place, and I had a feeling that we'd be coming here more often now. I don't know if it's going to happen or not, but I want it to happen.

We remained quiet during the drive, and I looked out the window. We were in the freeway in the city, which was overcrowded as usual. People rushed by in the sidewalks, and cars honked from all directions. The lights in the city looked spectacular.

He parked in our driveway a few minutes later, and I saw Zoey at the door, with a huge grin on her face. She was going to bombard me with questions, I was sure of that. Would I tell her that I kissed Zayn?

"Do you want to come in?" I asked him before I exited his car.

"Uh no, I have to meet up with Danny, I promised him."

"Okay..." I had to admit that I was a bit disappointed.

"But we'll hang out again soon, okay?" He held out his left hand for mine.

"Sure!" I had a grin on my face, I couldn't stop it.

"Good night, love." He said lightly, before taking my hand and kissing it. And then, he drove off.

This boy gave me the goosebumps. I don't know how longer I can hold it before I fall for him, completely.