DISTANT

Chapter 26

Nate :
>> How can you not remember me? I'm your guy best friend.

Zayna :
Well the thing is.....  I use to remember you but you seemed to have drifted into the back of my mind since you no longer spoke to me.

Angrily she threw her phone on her bed and ripped the duvet off her body. She walked towards her bathroom while her mind was saying a few colourful things about her feelings towards Nate.

She did her business and jumped into the shower. Playing the song Worth it by Fifth Harmony she walked towards her wardrobe in search of something to wear. Since it was Friday she decided to wear something comfortable since she didn't want to change once she got home later today.

While singing the lyrics, she felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around her waist. In an instant she spun around and gave the culprit a good slap.

The intruder cradled his stinging cheek in his hand while Zayna stood there with wide eyes, realising who she just slapped.

Rushing to his aid she said, "Oh my damn, Clayton I'm so sorry."
She reached for his other hand and guided him to her bed.

"Damn woman! You got a serious hand there. This hurts a lot more than the last time." He said, referring to what happened at the hospital.

She peeled his hand away from his cheek to inspect it. She stiffled a giggle once she saw her hand print in a crimson colour. Unexpectedly she leaned towards him and gave kiss cheek a soft, sweet kiss. Her damp hair brushed against his neck, making him inhale sharply.

"Is it better now?" She whispered in his ear.

"I don't feel much of a difference. Try it again." He whispered.

She again pressed her lips against his cheek. Clayton took hold of her waist and pulled her up onto his lap. "Sorry" she whispered against his lips.

"It's okay, baby." She gasped when she felt him press his warm lips against her wet neck. She whimpered as he brushed his lips lightly against hers. Smiling evily he then pressed his lips onto hers as he ran his hands up and down her body. She moaned as he felt his left hand cup her bottom as his right held onto her leg.

Realising that she was still in a towel she pulled away from him. "I'm still in a towel."

"That just makes it better." He smirked and began kissing down towards her chest. Her eyes widened when her towel slipped off her chest area. Clayton pulled away and admired the sight in front of him. "Beautiful pair you've got there."

Embarrassed, she hid her face in the crook of his neck and pulled her towel back up covering her exposed area. "Nah uh. Don't hide away from me." He said chuckling slightly.

She gave him one last kissed and got off him. "I think that's enough for today." She walked towards her draw and pulled out her matching dark blue underwear.

"You're such a tease." Said Clayton watching her get dressed. She turned around, sticking her tongue out at him.

She pulled out her black tights, plan white t-shirt and white converse. She tied her hair up into a ponytail and put on her glasses.

"You ready to go." Asked Clayton as he walked towards the door.

"Just wait for me in the car. I'll be there in a minute." She replied

Once he was gone she walked towards her bed and picked up her phone. The reason she stopped was because (A) they were going to be late for school and (B) Nate just texted her.

Nate :
>> Okay okay. I'm sorry I didn't contact you but I've just been so busy up here. My dad enrolled me in a school here in Spain and the stupid therapist is giving me a hard time.

She rolled her eyes at his horrible excuse for not contacting her. She was caught up in things too such as her new relationship with Clayton, helping her mom around the house and the amount of work she had to do for preparation of finals. Yet, she still made time to check on him.

Zayna:
I'm so sorry, but that's a poor excuse of not contacting me especially since I'm studying for finals but I still made time for you. Did I not?

She shoved her phone into her back and headed downstairs. She kissed her mother good bye and headed for the long day of school ahead.