'Counting Stars'

Chapter 4

I realized that I didn't finish Chapter 3 before posting it.

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"Why don't we go to one of the parties?" Zayn suggested. I took in a deep breath and let it out.

"My stomach hurts, and everyone is gonna be drinking and grinding and sweaty." I complained. Zayn took his time before saying something else.

"What about the movies?" he asked, with a little smile. I shook my head no.

"It's Saturday there's gonna be so many people." I complained once more. Zayn laid his head on my stomach.

"Gosh, woman." He huffed, looking up at me. I frowned.

"What about you come to my house we watch movies and cuddle?" Zayn offered, with a cute simple smirk.

"That sounds nice." I said. hmm, cuddling with this piece of perfection. <cheesy.) Zayn is so sweet and nice to me. I hope he doesn't turn out to be one of those psychos. Maybe I'll do a background check on him, or will that be weird

"Hello?" Zayn said, shaking me.

"Yeah, what?" I said, jumping out of my thoughts. He chuckled and didn't say anything. I started to study his tattoos one of them was a girl.

"Who is this?" I asked pointing to the well done tattoo. He smiled at me then looked back down at his arm.

"It's a one of the gods from my religion." He said laying his head back down. I nodded and looked at all the rest of the tattoos I could see. His skin was smooth and a little tan. I swear he's so beautiful.

"Why do you wanna hang out with me?" I blurted. Zayn turned his head over and looked up at me.

"Because you're funny, cute, fun, nice, pretty." He smiled turning his head back the other way. I started messing with his hair. Thick, dark hair, perfect, soft.

"You've been touching all over me." Zayn chuckled. I quickly took my hands away.

"Sorry." I said, picking up my phone.

"I didn't say it was a problem." Zayn said, sitting up next to me. He leaned in and hovered his lips over mine. I noticed Zayn had an eyebrow piercing on his left eyebrow. He pressed his lips against mine soft and slow then disconnected. We were still hovering over each other's lips.

"She's a tempting animal." he whispered on my lips along them making them vibrate. I didn't really know what he meant? Hmm,

"What's that mean?" I asked, darting my eyes around.

"You'll find out." He whispered, adding a deep chuckle at the end. I don't really know what he meant. I backed up a little. I moved off the bed and stood up.

"Ready?" Zayn questioned, standing up also. I nodded Then we walked downstairs. We left out the door. I got into Zayn's car? I wasn't really sure if it was his cause there was two cars parked out front. Zayn went up to the window.

"Love, that's not my car." he laughed as he opened the door. I darted my eyes and got out. I let Zayn walk first and he got into his car. I followed and shut the door behind me. I pushed my head up against the clear window. My stomach aching with pain.

"ahhh." I grunted holding my stomach, I felt a tear escape my eye. The pain running through my stomach was like a chainsaw going in my stomach in and out. I seen Zayn look at me like a sad puppy.

"We could take you to the hospital? or get you some Medicine." Zayn offered, laying his skinny fingers on my thigh. I was thinking of all the possible reasons my stomach could be hurting...that time of the month. I wasn't gonna make him take me to the doctors, because that would be pointless and to get some medicine...no. I'll just tell him.

"I think I'm on my period." I rushed out of my mouth. I quickly glanced at Zayn then looked away. His eyes were wide and he grew a smirk on his face.

"How does that feel?" He asked, scrunching his eyebrows. Wow. I can't believe he's asking me this. I laughed mentally to myself.

"Not much like anything, but it somewhat hurts." I explained.

"Don't you need like one of those soaker things?"

I laughed out loud this time. Zayn looked at me and puffed his cheeks out. I stopped my laughing, from his expression.

"Yeah." I said, sucking in my bottom lip trying to keep myself from laughing. Zayn pulled in front of one of those gas station stores. He's so generous to get me some. I opened the door and followed him. I noticed a couple of young girls in probably middle school, whispering things and laughing and smiling at Zayn. Haha.

"Go say it." One of the girls next to us pushed.

"Fine!" She agreed.

"Excuse me sir?" She asked, coming up to Zayn. we stopped in our tracks.

"I was wondering if you and your pretty girlfriend would like to buy some Girl Scout cookies." She smiled at us. Girlfriend? ooooh. Zayn nodded as we followed them to the table.

"Want anything?" He asked.

"Thin mints." I smiled back. We grabbed all of our cookies and walked away. I left away from Zayn when he reached the snack isle. I went to go get some pads, I'm not really a fan of tampons. I just can't. I grabbed the box and stumbled to find Zayn already standing in the check out line. I stood behind him and he instantly turned and looked at the box in my hand. I felt embarrassed at the moment. He chuckled and turned back around as I swung the box behind my back. I looked at his hands and he was holding so much chips and food and drinks. He looks so cute just standing there. Impatience was spread across his face. He turned around and held his hand out. I'm guessing he wanted the box.

"Yes?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Hand me the box, love." He chuckled, still holding his hand out. I handed it to him and he turned around dropping his smirk as the bags were handed to him.

I knew my face had turned crimson.

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I sat on the couch, waiting for Zayn to finish whatever he was doing. He came back into the living room with a whole bunch of blankets and pillows. Setting up a pillet I'm guessing. Blanket on top of blanket, pillow on top of pillow. He set up all the snacks around us.

"What movie do you wanna watch?" He asked, standing up in front of me as I moved down on the pillet. I noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt and only some black boxers that were tight around him. wow. He so breathtaking and shit.

"Hayden." He pushed, knocking me straight out of my dirty thoughts. I looked at all the movies on the rack. I noticed that he had a couple of pornos. I pulled it off of the rack. 'Big Asians'

"Let's watch this." I laughed, waving it I'm front of him. He snaked his arm around the movie and gently shook it out of my hands. His cheeks flushing lightly.

"Sorry." He said, pushing it back in the rack. I smirked and slid my tongue over my teeth. I grabbed 'this is Sam' I read the back. It's about a dad that gets into a car crash and becomes mentally ill and he tries to win custody of his daughter. Hmmm, seems interesting. I pulled out the movie and handed it to Zayn and laid back down. I somewhat feel bad that I disagreed to go to a party cause it seemed like Zayn was so interested in attending.