Chapter 11: The Kiss

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(Cleo's P.O.V)

I ran up the stairs, came out of the house and went to the edge of the patio.

Why am I acting all freaked out by this? Well take a non experienced girl in love like me and add a super hot boy who just confessed (sort of) his love to that same girl and that becomes one hell of a shipwreck.

"Cleo are you ok?" I heard Zayn shout from inside.

Ok calm down Cleo, you can do this, you can do this. Shit were are my cigarettes when you need them Cleo. Why are you talking to yourself like this Cleo?

"There you are." I heard Zayn say from the door frame.

Shit.

"Oh uh hey I what uh HI!" I shouted. Zayn just looked at me in a strange way.

"Cleo?" He asked coming closer to me.

Oh my God I can not handle this much closeness right now.

"OH MY GOD IS THAT A SQUIRREL!" I shout pushing past Zayn and walking to the other end of the patio.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"Are you-?"

"Do you know anything about American History?" I ask with a burst of excitement.

"American Hi-?"

"Yes. Did you know about the Great War of 1812?"

"18-?"

"Yes the Great War of 1812. Was one of the important wars in American history although sometimes called the 'forgotten war'. The American national anthem was actually based off of that war, written by Francis Scott Key." I kept on rambling

"Why are you-?"

"Telling you this? Maybe because I thought it would be important. I mean I believe it's-"

Then I felt a pair of lips meet mine.

And I swear I thought the world stopped turning.

He wrapped his arms around my waste and I wrapped my arms around his neck and we just stood there, kissing. There was no 'fighting for dominance' there was no tongue to tongue contact and there was no making out. We just was sharing a simple nice kiss.

And it was sweet.

Zayn was the one who broke contact first but he just rested his forehead on top of mine and I stared up at him. His eyes was a lovely shade of red.

"So about this Great War of 1812?" Zayn whispered, slightly smirking.

"Shut up." I said smiling.

"WELL WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE?!?" Niall shouted while coming out of the patio. The rest of the boys followed out and I looked past Zayn a little to see them smirking.

"I didn't know Francis Scott Key wrote the American national anthem." Louis said still smirking.

"Or the anthem was based off of the war of 1812." Harry chimed in. Zayn broke away and placed one of his arms around my shoulders.

"I did, however, knew that." Liam commented.

"You know every thing." Niall rolled his eyes.

"We're you guys listening to our conversation?" I asked them raising an eyebrow.

"From the living room windows." Louis said smiling.

"Must you people ruined the moment? I just gave Cleo her first kiss and it had the tension of it being magical but the you little shits ruined every thing." Zayn said.

"Oh it was Cleo first kiss? I am very very sorry." Louis said sincerely.

"It was magical." I reassured Zayn. He looked down at me smiling.

"Shall we call Skylar?" Liam said taking out his phone.

"Sure." I said. The boys were going back into the house and I was about to follow them until Zayn tugged on my hand.

"Zayn." I said, simply for just hearing his name roll off my tongue.

"What I said was true." He said.

"You truly feel that way? You would've asked me out even if we weren't linked?"

"Honestly yes." He said and his eyes didn't go against his judgement too.

"I love you Zayn Malik."

"I love you Cleo Leonardson."

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Even if it's short, this is not a filler chapter.

Cayn has been officially established!

School tomorrow. No update until next weekend.

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