After I Met Him

Chapter 21

Okay so you guys suggested that they do more 'couples' stuff together and so this is the best I came up with! -Sarina❤

It was Friday and we had just returned from work, packing for a two day trip to the beach. We're in California, and it's extremely hot now days, so we decided we needed the break. Chelsea and Louis wanted to come along, kinda like a double date. I had just finished packing my suite case when Zayn came walking in the room. "Ready babe?" He asked, I nodded in reply, giving him a faint smile before picking up my luggage. "Zayn did you bring extra trunks? You know how you have a tendency to "lose" them." I asked, putting emphasis on lose. "Yes I did, Mother." Zayn joked, I gave him a light punch. I was ready to go, wearing my loose white shirt, and my blue ripped jean shorts, my neon, two-piece bathing suite was under it. I pit my hair in a messy bun, Zayn helped me grab my luggage, putting everything in the trunk. "Let's go." Zayn said, smiling as he gave me a small peck on the cheek.

Once we got near the hotel we parked the car in our designated parking spot and got out, getting out our luggages. Louis and Chelsea mirrored our actions, behind us. We got a two bedroom suite, everyone paying their share. Once we got to our bedroom we put our luggage by the bed, I grabbed my beach bag and Zayn changed into his swimming trunks. "You guys ready?" Louis asked, knocking on the door from the other side. "Yeah!" I yelled, opening the door. We all walked together to the elevators, Louis and Zayn carrying the icy drinks and snacks while Chelsea and I carried our beach bags and towels. We opened the gate that led us straight to the beach, running through the hot sand, burning my feet. I quickly laid my things, spreading my towel, Zayn doing the same. I am not that insecure about my body, taking off my shirt and shorts with ease. Zayn suddenly picked me up bridal style and ran to the water, dipping me in. I screamed at the sensation of the cold salty water, making sure to spray some on Zayn. "After we cool down let's play a friendly game of volleyball, yeah?" Louis said, as we nodded in reply. Chelsea and Louis tanned while Zayn and I played in the water, jumping to the movement of the waves, when Zayn grabbed my waist and started kissing me in the water, I held on to his neck, my other arm lightly tugging his soft black hair. He slowly pulled back, a smirk plastered across his face, making me giggle. He was just so perfect.

"Alright, let's win this!" Louis yelled, couple vs. couple, losers buy food. The game was a tie, the last team to score a point would win the game. Louis slapped the ball, throwing it high, too high. I looked for Zayn, when I noticed him picking me up and placing me over his head, holding on to my thighs. I didn't have time to react, the ball quickly coming towards me. I quickly slapped it away, earning us a point, Zayn continued to carry me. "We won! We're winners and you lost!" Zayn yelled, jumping up and down, causing me and Chelsea to laugh. "You cheated!" Louis exclaimed, and he was right, we technically cheated. "Winners don't cheat and we won!" Zayn yelled. "Id like a small pepperoni pizza please, Jay?" Zayn asked, acting like the bigger person, causing Louis to go crazy. "Id like some sushi please!" I giggled, Chelsea giving me a 'if you don't stop acting like a snobby bitch I will punch you in the face' look. After Louis ordered everyone's food we took a seat outside where the tables were. "Okay so what's the plan for tomorrow?" Asked Chelsea, taking a sip of her lemonade. "Id like to spend some time alone with Zayn." I spoke, honestly I don't think we have had any time together since I have gotten a job. Chelsea gave me a hurtful look. "We need some alone time too, love." Said Louis. Chelsea nodded in reply.

Once we got back to the hotel I changed into my pajamas, planning on taking a long nap. "Jay? Can you cuddle with me?" Asked Zayn, laying on the bed. I smiled, he sounded like a little child. I nodded in reply, getting into bed next to him. He held on to my waist, while I cuddled onto his bare chest, our feet tangled together. I felt calm, listening to his breathing and heartbeat. "You smell nice." Zayn whispered, like he was about to fall asleep. "Thanks." I whispered back, he could be the sweetest little thing sometimes, when he isn't busy being a protective boyfriend. "Zayn?" I asked. "Yeah babe?" He whispered back. I looked down at my fingers for a minute before looking back at him. "Did you have any siblings..?" I whispered. I noticed his muscles tensing, I could tell this was something he'd rather not talk about. "I had a younger sister, she was just ten when I had left." He replied, looking down. I gently kissed his hands, wanting to erase the bad memories from his brain. I can't imagine how terrifying it must've been, being alone without anyone to depend on, and he was only fifteen. How did he survive? "Did you keep in touch after you left?" I asked. "...No. But I should've. She looked up to me, more than anyone else. I was so caught up with my own problems I didn't even have time for her. Since my parents were never around and usually spent time fighting I was like her second dad. Then I-I just left, not even thinking of the effect it could have on her. " he whispered, lost in his own thoughts. "You should find her. She must be fifteen by now, and I bet she misses you." I whispered, looking down at my fingertips, not having the courage to look him in the eye. He didn't reply, he closed his eye lids, drifting to sleep. I fell asleep just moments after, we had an hour to sleep, we were going to the bar at 8:00.