- I’m so sorry, Callie. I didn’t mean to make you suffer, I swear.
- It’s alright. I say, looking at my feet.
- No, Callie. It’s not. You don’t deserve this. You don’t deserve to be treated like this! You deserve to be treated like a princess. He said as the tears fell more and more. He ran his hand in his face to remove the tears from his eyes. Uh… from now on, love, I promise I’ll treat you the way you should be treated. We have one week in Cuba, no paparazzi, no Pat, just us. And when we get back, I’ll end my ‘thing’ with Pat and we’ll be fine. I love you.
He looked at me and leaned forward slowly. Our faces were inches from each other’s when Mary and Ash awed behind us. Zayn sighed and closed his eyes.
- Argh. He whispered.
- Let’s give them a show. I said as I get closer to him.
He pressed his lips on mine as he traveled his hands from the bottom of my back up to my neck. He licked my bottom lip to let me open my mouth. His tongue slightly snicked in and explored.
We arrived at the hotel about 2 hours later. A few girls recognized the boys but hopefully, they did not take pictures or scream or jump or you know… act like ultimate fans… I looked around to see if Mary, Ash, Luke and Michael were with us and guess what, they were. But not as I imagined they would… Michael was with Luke, looking at the floor and Mary was with Ash, staring at Harry. Gosshhh… I ran to Mary and pulled her apart.
- You.Should.Do.Something. I said, insisting on each and every word.
- What do you want me to do? She said in a way that sounded so innocent.
- Don’t play dumb with me, Mary. I say, eying her closely. I’m talking about Michael and your feelings for Harry. Michael clearly noticed it and it’s breaking his heart.
- Uh. Alright then! I’ll find the right moment to tell him tho! She said as she raised her hands in defense.
I turned around and walked back to Zayn when I heard a familiar voice. I spun around as quickly as I cou;d to see who it was. WHAT? I ran to the group of three girls and hugged one of them
- Omg Martine what are you doing here? I yell, catching the attention of everyone in the lobby.
- What? Callie? Uh, I’m here with friends! Ohmygod it’s been a long time- Oh my god you came with One Direction?
- Oh… About that! Um, let me introduce you to my boyfriend, Zayn… And my best friend, Louis and Mary’s boyfriend, Michael. I said, as I pointed the three boys who were about 10 meters from us.
- No way….. Oh, shit… Mary’s in a relationship with the sexiest man alive. She said, eying Michael up and down. Oh and this is Laurence and Emilie, my two friends.
- Hi! They both said in unison.
- Hey! Nice to meet you, girls! You should hang out with us!
- Ohmygod you won’t ask me twice! Said Emilie.
- This guy, the one with the grey cap… He reminds me of someone… Said Laurence.
- Who? Lia- I said before being cut by someone behind me.
- Laurence? Said Liam.
- Oh no… I can’t believe it! Liam? Oh gosh. She said as she ran to hug him.
- Okay, I clearly missed a chapter.
I took Martine’s hand and walked to where Zayn, Harry, Niall and Michael were. She was really nervous, I could feel it in the way she squished me hand every two seconds.
- Guys, let me introduce you to my girl, Martine! I said, smiling widely. Martine, this is Zayn, Harry, Niall aaaaaaaaaaannd………. Michael.
- Hi guys! It’s so nice to meet you!
Zayn went past Martine and went behind me. He passed his hands around my body and hugged me tightly. He looked down at Martine and introduced himself as my boyfriend. Then, Harry introduced himself but we all knew he wanted to be somewhere else, which was with Mary. After Harry was Niall. He did the same thing as he did when he first met us. He took her hand, introduced himself and kissed her on the top of her right hand. And finally, Michael. He was staring at Martine since she arrived and when it was his turn to introduce himself, he remained silence, which was awkward.
- Now…. THIS is awkward…. I said, gently punching Michael’s arm.
- Oh! Uh…I…um..I’m Michael.
- Hey! I’m Martine.
- Mawtein..? He said, trying to pronounce her French name the right way.
- Ahaha noooo! It’s actually pronounced like Mar-teen Vow-ha-zeen.
- Ohh okay! Martine Voisine. Nice name! I like it. Said Zayn behind me.
