"Hello?" I spoke into the phone.
"Zayn?" The deep, masculine, all too familiar, voice rang through my ear.
"Hold on." I told him. I pressed my palm over the speaker so he couldn't hear me as I looked to Chloe.
Her eyes wide as they stared up at me.
•Chloe's POV•
I looked curiously up at Zayn as his eyes stared down at me.
"I'll be back." He finally spoke before making his way down the dark hall and out of my sight.
I sat cross-legged on the sofa, for who knows how long as I waited for Zayn to come back.
My mind clouded with the scene that had just taken place a couple minutes ago.
Zayn had kissed me.
He kissed me!
I couldn't help but smile at the thought. His lips had felt so perfect molded against mine as he blew smoke inside of my mouth, relaxing me more than ever before.
I was yanked out of my thoughts by a knock coming from the front door. Slowly, I arose from my seat.
Should I answer the door? Or should I just wait for Zayn to come back from wherever he ventured to down that hall? I went with the first choice.
I reached the front door and lifted myself up on my tiptoes. I peeked my eye through the tiny peep whole and gazed outside.
Relief flooded over me when I spotted who had knocked. There stood Harry, with his head down and hands stuffed in his front pockets. I instantly opened the door and his bright, green eyes whipped up to my face.
"Chloe? Why are you here?" His deep, raspy voice questioned me as he stepped inside.
"Zayn invited me in." I answered quietly and closed the door.
Harry stood in the middle of the living room as his gaze wondered around.
"Where is he anyway?"
"Zayn? Oh, he had a phone call. So he went down there." I gestured over to the hallway.
"A phone call? From who?" Harry asked with a puzzled expression.
I shrugged. "I don't know. It said unknown."
He nodded slowly with furrowed eyebrows before he looked back over to me as I stood in front of the front door.
"So why are you here?" I asked him, making sure my voice didn't come off as rude.
He chuckled lightly before answering. "I just need to ask to Zayn about some things."
"Oh okay.."
"But since he is 'busy'." He used finger quotes. "And you're here.." He continued and slowly made his way over to me. "I might as well keep you company." He finished with a smirk.
"O-okay." I stuttered and he took a step closer, causing me to step back, only resulting in me slamming against the door behind me.
"So you and Zayn, huh?" Harry questioned as he stood about a foot away from me.
"What do you mean?" I replied shakily.
"You two are together now?" He cleared and my eyes widened.
Were we together? No, I don't think so. Even though he did kiss me, we haven't even gone out on a date yet.
"No.." I trailed off and looked to the ground.
