The Party Girl // Zane Hijazi

Chapter 25: Tatiana

The driver drove the five of us to our city penthouse that my dad got in his will from his father. My dad and Zane grabbed our bags from the trunk and the doorman opened the door for us, letting us in. "So Bea," I said, as we walked to the elevator. "Yes," she smiled. "Tell me about NYU," I said.

"Well, I got accepted into the Psych program," she said, proudly. "You were Valedictorian right?" Zane asked. She nodded. "Nice!" Zane said, reaching over and giving her a high five. "Bryn never shuts up about it," He said, pressing the up button. I turned around and looked at Blake. "So when am I gonna meet Jeremy?" I asked about his boyfriend. He blushed. "Well,-"

My dad interrupted. "He's a nice kid,"

"They've met him but I haven't?!" I exclaimed. "You live across the country!" Blake laughed loudly. Zane laughed along. "I'm going back to India next month then afterwards we are gonna try and find a place in Brooklyn,"

"Oooh," I smiled. "That's exciting," I said.

The elevator finally came, and we all piled into the marble tiled elevator.

We went up to the top floor, and my dad led us to the huge two level apartment. "So you guy's can get mine and Mary's room," my dad said, unlocking the door. "Rosa's visiting her family in Brooklyn so she's gonna be here tomorrow, get ready Zane," my dad laughed. Zane laughed along.

My dad opened the door to a huge living room and kitchen. The two rooms were connected. The kitchen had all marble counters, and white tile floors. The room that was considered the living room had a set of huge windows that took up the whole wall, and overlooked all of upper Manhattan. There were two antique white couches in front of a huge flat screen tv hung up on the wall. To the left of the kitchen there was a pocket room that were on a platform with two steps leading up to the door where my dad and mom used to stay, the guest room, and across from the room were the set of stairs that led down to where Blake, Brad, Bea, and I used to sleep. The bottom level was the same except with four more bedrooms, and a powder room.

"And Blake, Bea, Rosa, and I will take the lower level," he said. "God, I haven't been here in so long," I said, reminiscing, looking around. Bea, Blake, and my dad went down the stairs to the main part of the apartment. Zane look around. "Holy shit,"

I smiled. "Right? This place is awesome," I said, pulling my luggage into the master bedroom. "We used to come here for Christmas every year, then Blake and Brad went to college, and I was a senior in high school so it wasn't cool anymore, unless we caught a train to New York without parents and partied," I smiled, leaning up against the closed bedroom door. Zane kissed me softly, and I opened the door into the beautiful, huge white and gray themed bedroom. "What did you say your dad did?" Zane asked, amazed. I hit his chest, and sat on the bed. Zane followed and kissed my nose. "Get dressed," he smiled. His eyes were squinted as he looked all over my face. His beard scratched on my chin as he longed to be closer to me. "It's 12 pm," I said, kissing his neck. "Can't we just stay in?" I asked, my voice getting softer, playing with the hem of his shirt. He smiled, and leaned his forehead on mine. "Pleaseeeee," I said in a whisper. I wrapped my long legs around his waist. He kissed me, and scooted me up the bed. I giggled, as he whispered stupid things in my ear. Zane's hands traveled to my torso, and dug his fingers into my ribs. My initial reaction was to push him away, but he was stronger than me. "Zane!" I scream laughed. He tickled me mercilessly, I hit his chest trying to get him off. His hands went up my shirt, and started tickling me more. I grabbed his hands, still laughing, and tried to get them off.

"Bryn- Bryn!" I pushed Zane off me, and got up, pulling my shirt down. "Yeah, hey," I said, out of breath. Bea changed from her evening gown, to her sweats and a big t-shirt.