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||fourteen - hold me tight||

Zara's p.o.v

A/n; Ive realised that sometimes
I'm putting Blake instead of Reece,
So if you realise that it's a bit weird,
comment and I'll fix it, so sorry. Thanks.
Xoxo
(Btw omg click my fingers- the tide
Is perfect for the end of this chapter um ok)

Me and Reece find ourselves dancing embarrassingly at "don't let me down". We were so drunk, so was Blake and George. It helped me and Blake forget about it though, because five drinks in, we were best friends again.

Three more drinks later, 3:09, my eyes were weighing down and I was falling to sleep on Reece's lap.

He starts stroking my hair and I'm almost nearly asleep.

"Hey, let's take you to bed" he says, sitting up and helping me stand up.

"Naughty" I say and George starts giggles at me.

"Right c'mon Zara" he says, walking me to bed.

"Alright dad" I say, following his steps carefully. Blake bursts out laughing and I roll my eyes again.

"Oh my" I say, tripping on every step. I hate being clumsy, but being drunk mixed together doesn't help one bit, it just makes me look like a ridiculous idiot.

"I sprained my ankle once in a kids play area on holiday, I had to get one of those bikes to get back to the tent" I randomly start story telling, Reece listening carefully, "your such a good listener" I state, and Reece smiles and puts me in bed, "and your a loser"

"Hey!" I defend.

"Right now I have to put the boys to bed" he says, laughing.

"Kiss me" I blurt, his eyes widen and he sighs.

"When your sober, ask me again" he says. I smile at how he's such a gentleman.

"At least stay" I plead, he grins and lies next to me, staring in my eyes.

"Your so amazing" I say, berrying my face in his chest and holding his stomach, "you've done so much for me. You make me smile" I carry on and he messes with me hair.

"Your pretty amazing too" he says, and I listen to the hear beats under his shirt. The material of his shirt is so soft.

"Your like a human pillow" I say and we start giggling.

"Tell me more about you" he asks, now plaiting my hair. I think of something to tell him, I'm drunk. That means I can tell him personal things without being desperate.

"I thought my parents hated me" I say, looking up at him now.

"Tell me about it" he replied.

"Well, I was bad in school. I don't have any plans, I'm not special. My brother is, he's good in school without even trying. He's going to be a lawyer. I'm going to be nothing, my whole life has been a roller coaster. I'm also very spoilt. I treat my parent bad because I feel I'm being needy, I want them to think I'm independent. But every time I shout at them, I just feel horrible about myself. My best friend lives miles away and the only friends I have around here are you guys and some lame people that are on drugs this very moment" I sigh, my eyes burning. I almost suddenly feel sober now we are serious talking.

"My dad was always hard to please" Reece began and I look at his eyes now, listening to everything he has to say, "I Remember when I went in x-factor. Their faces were so happy, I wanted them to be proud of their son. I wanted to spend more time with my sister no matter what happened. And now I have barely anytime. I try, like yesterday when you left I hanged out with her. It gets hard, trying to fit family into a schedule. I just need to loosen up and live my life, because right now, I am" he says and I can't help feel bad.

"I believe in you" I say, a smile forming but a tear falling down my eye and he moves his thumb under my eye to wipe it away.

"And I believe in you" he points to my head, "there's something creative in there" he smiles and I laugh between sniffs.

"I know, I just need to find it before it's too late" I say sadly, hugging him again. Before you know it, I'm asleep.

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A/n:
I sprained  my ankle in a play area, everything is a true story.
So sorry this is another short chapter:(
I just wanted Reece and Zara to have a deep convo uno???
Thanks for reading:)
xoxo