Same Mistakes -Zayn Malik-

Confidence

Wow, he didn't really need to change in front of me. He needed to keep some things to himself honestly. I didn't really want to see what his boxers showed.

I went into my room and grabbed my bag, stuffing everything I need in it. Once I turned around Zayn was there in the doorway.

"Damn Zayn you almost have me a heart attack!" I yelled at him clutching my heart. He laughed so hard at me.

"My god Kiera I was waiting for you." He said still laughing.

"You'll pay for it." I said walking past him. We walked over to the stage and we were early. No one else was here.

"How early are we?" I said to him smiling out if laughter.

"Who knows. Maybe they are just lazy." I said looking for a clock. We were 20 minutes early.

"We have time to kill." He said stirring down on a step leading up to the stage. I sat next to him.

"Why did you get tattoos." I said looking at them. He looked down at them too.

"Well I started to get more and more. Just random stuff. Some mean stuff." He said picking his head up.

"Eyebrow piercings?" I said looking at his eyebrow.

"Just thought it would look nice. It was my second other than my ears." He said rubbing his ear. I paused for a moment before I said the next one.

"Lip?" I said finally. He smirked at looked into my eyes.

"I like the feeling when lips are against it." He whispered. I gulped. I knew I liked that feeling too. The contrast from his warm lips to the ice cold metal. I wanted to feel that now. He leaned in and kissed me. Then I put my arms around his neck. He put his hand on my face. It seemed like that moment froze. Together alone. Wanting to keep it forever. Being with him was everything. I heard a click and quickly moved away from him. He looked at me confused. I looked over at the door seeing tons of people coming in.

"You guys were early." One person said.

"Yeah just a few minutes." He said still sitting. I looked over at him. People started to go to makeup and costume, leaving stage crew alone. I was the only girl. The rest were guys. In total it was only 3 guys not including us. It was really boring. I don't like how I dropped out, but I was in the best if my interest.

During the time I kept seeing Zayn looking at me.

"Stop staring." I said not looking at him.

"So you can but I can't." He said smiling.

"I hate you." I said nonchalantly and walked away. No sarcasm whatsoever.

After we had done the play I grabbed my bag and walked out the door. A hand grabbed my shoulder and put me to the side. I turned to see Zayn standing there.

"Tell me how you can kiss me like that but then say you hate me." He said his eyes hard.

"Rush of the moment." I said and tried to walk away just to be pulled back.

"Every time you say that. You know I'm just fucking done trying to get you." He said looking straight in my eyes.

"Go ahead I won't miss you." I said walking away from him. He was right. How can I do that? It is true that I do like him. I should just tell him. But I just can't. I just can't be with out him, yet I hate his company.