Kayla's POV:
So much or keeping my guard up, huh? I hugged him, I did. I touched him.
I don't know why but when I have any contact with him, my heart starts beating rapidly in my chest. Sometimes I worry it will burst out of my chest.
Ok Kayla, you will keep your guard up. Not down, up. I nod to myself.
"What are you doing?" Derek says as he walks into the kitchen. I was leaning against the sink all relaxed but when he walked in, I snapped up straight. He had sweat all over his face...maybe he worked out? I don't know.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You nodded to yourself with a look of concentration? That's normal." He joked. I laughed along with him but I think he could tell it was fake since he stopped when I started laughing.
"Anyway..." He said as he grabbed a bottle of water. "I was wondering if you wanted to do a contemporary routine with me for a wedding. My friend, Blake, is getting married next month and they want a contemporary dance at their wedding. Up for it?"
"Sure, but why me? You never saw me dance- wait you have but you never seen me do a contemporary dance." I say confused. I can dance contemporary, I took classes when I was 15 and I fell in love with it.
"I believe you can do it." Was his responds. He walked out of the room.
Okay. That was weird. I have so many things planned, I have to perform at the 'town settlement' according to Sindy, and do the contemporary routine with Derek but we still have some times for that. I also have to squeeze in a time for Robin and help her explain everything to Derek.
"Kayla!" I heard my aunts voice chime through the house.
"In the kitchen!" I say back at her. A few moments later I see my aunts head pop through the doorway with a smirk on her face.
"I need you and Zayn to go to the market and get these things." She said and handed me a sticky note. I stared at her.
"Why do I have to go with him?" I asked.
"Because I told you to, that's why."
I rolled my eyes. "Why can't Derek and Robin go? And why do you want...'roasted chestnuts' ?" I asked and read off the list.
"Where have you been? Under a rock, chica? Robin is having a party tonight!" She exclaimed clapping her hands.
"A party? But why-"
"Can you just go to the market and come back by 5 will ya?" She said with her Latino accent.
I sighed a long dramatic sigh before miserably going up the stairs into Zayns room. I knocked on his door and walked in.
"My aunt said that-" I stopped when I realized Zayn was shirtless.
I haven't seen Zayn without a shirt a lot. He had his earphones on with black sweatpants on, hanging down from his waist. His v-line is visible. His inked skin was glistening because of the sweat...I'm guessing?
You can tell he just had a workout. "Oh Kayla. What's up?" He asked taking his earphones out of his ears. He is very attractive.
"Oh umm I just.." I coughed trying to cover up my nervousness. "I just wanted to uh tell you that umm my aunt wants us to uhh umm go to the store to get some...err stuff for the uh party tonight."
Oh my god I am so nervous. Did I just say all those "umm"s and "uhh"s ? While I was saying my little 'speech' on going to the store, Zayn chuckled through out it.
My eyes wondered the carpeted floor. I hope he didn't notice my nervousness. "Oh ya." He replied. "I just had a work out with Derek and I'll be ready in 20 minutes? I have to take a shower." Well that explains why Derek came in looking like a sweaty pig.
"Alright." My voice cracked at the end. I closed his door and leaned against it. Oh god...how can I get over him when he's gong to be living with me for a while? I come to Canada for a fucking break and he comes along. Wait. Maybe it's fate. Maybe we are meant to be together. Maybe he loves me the way I love him. Did I just admit to myself that I love Zayn?
Uh no, Kayla. Stop dreaming, you're not in a suger castle with Prince Charming. My subconscious adds.
Yeah maybe my subconscious is right.
I'm always right, it adds.
I roll my eyes and walk back to my room.
•••
"Kayla, are you in there?" I here his sweet voice chime through my room door.
"Uh yeah. Just give me a minute." I respond as I tie my hair in a pony tail. It's the fall season here in Canada and I decided to wear my red sweater which has the word 'CANADA' spelled on the front in white. I also decided to wear my blue skinny jeans which were ripped a little, that's the design anyway. Complemented with tan leather boots with a 1 inch heel.
I grabbed my brown jacket and scarf and put it on while grabbing my bag before opening to the door to meet Zayn and his perfect face.
He bit his lower lip before scanning me up and down. I rolled my eyes before walking past him. I noticed that he had black skinny jeans with brown boots. He had a red shirt on which had "superMan" on it and it fit his body very well. He had a black leather jacket on top.
I walked down the stairs with Zayn close behind me.
"Ok I'm going to the store now." I say as I swing my head into the kitchen.
"You're bring in Zayn right?" She asks while putting some leftovers in the fridge.
"Right here!" He called from behinde.
I walked towards the door and opened it. I'm going to take Robins car.
"May I drive?" I heard Zayn ask. I sighed a tossed him the keys. He smiled his charming smile before getting into the drivers seat while I take the passengers seat beside him. The car smelt like perfume. Probably Robins.
Zayn started the car and backed out of the driveway, heading towards the closest grocery store.
The car ride was awkward. The silence took the best of me and I started seeing things on the side of the roads. I shook my head, clearing all the thoughts going on in my head. I decided to break the ice.
"So what are the rest of the guys up to?" I referred to Niall, Harry, Louis, and Liam.
Zayn had his left hand on the steering wheel while the other hand was up to his chin. His thumb swiftly went over his lower lip.
"Well we were working on a album." He said.
I nodded. "Cool."
After a few more silent moments, we were stuck in traffic.
"Of course...traffic" I mumbled while looking out the window as I rested my chin on the heel of my hand.
Zayn smirked and turned up the radio.
'Confident by Justin Bieber ft Chance The Rapper" played through the speakers of the car. Zayn hummed along to the rhythm of the song.
"Are you finished recording by he album?" I asked out of curiosity.
"No." He sighed. "I called the boys and they decided to come here and stay for a while. We can record the album and have a break."
Silence took over again between us, only the music could be heard, but very lightly.
"Kayla?" Zayn called. I turned my head towards him. "I don't want things to be awkward between us. Like this ride...half the time you haven't spoken to me."
I raised my eyebrows. "What? I'm the one who started a conversation with you. You just sat there. Actually, I started both conversations." I defended myself.
He stayed silent. I adjusted in my seat and looked straight forward. "There is no way the traffic is moving anytime soon." I say supporting myself with my hands as I look over some cars. Sigh.
Zayn just is so attractive. His personality is amazing and...and every time he touches me...I feel this hot sensation burning throughout my whole body.
Zayns actions grabbed my attention back towards reality, he was taking his phone out while asking me if I wanted to play truth or dare. Should I say yes? Oh what's the worst that can happen?
"I'll just search for an app..." He says distracted by his phone.
"Uh Kayla?" He said.
"What?" I asked
"There's only the dirty version available..." He said awkwardly. I gulped. Dirty version? Well then...
"Just download it and if the question is to dirty we won't do it." I answered back.
Did I just say that?
He nodded before pressing "download".
•••
"Truth or dare?" He asked.
"Truth."
"Describe the sexiest piece of clothing you have ever worn and why?" Zayn read off his phone.
Zayns POV:
She had her 'thinking face' on. It was cute...the question was kind of personal but I can't lie, I wanted to know.
"Well....for a photo shoot in Miami, the director made me wear a short dress which resembles to a long shirt. I had to wear red heels....uh my legs were exposed a lot....and my chest but I...covered it up with something. It was very uncomfortable for me." She said as her cheeks flushed.
I smiled to myself. Kayla wearing that? I can picture it. Those heels must of suited her long beautiful legs like they were meant to be together. And that dress she mention....it probably fit her like a glove. Her curves being noticeable...damn...
My god, stop it Zayn!
Kayla coughed, getting my attention back.
"Oh here..." I handed her my phone.
"Truth of dare?" She asked.
The daredevil I pretend I am, I choose dare.
Her thumb made contact with the word "dare" on the screen.
"Kiss the person on your left while moaning." She read out. I looked to my left to meet the glass window. I looked back at Kayla who was grinning. She looked beautiful.
"You have to kiss the window." She stated while holding in her laughter.
I rolled my eyes and started leaning in to the window. The cold glass gave my whole body chills. I started moaning, sarcastically of course. It was for fun. I heard Kayla's beautiful laughter echoing through Robins car. When I stopped I saw how Kayla was still laughing.
"I'll give you something to laughing about." I said before attacking Kayla by tickling her.
"Oh my god Zayn! Stop! I'm telling you to-" and the rest of her sentence was laughter. Her left hand was rested on my shoulder while I counties to tickle her through her thin jacket.
"Zayn!!! Please!!! I'm begging you to stop!" She begged while laughing harder.
Since I'm not cruel, I stopped and watched her recover. She hand her hand on her stomach.
"I can't believe you did that.." She said still giggling a bit. She took my phone out of her pocket and handed it to me. Our eyes locked for a moment but it felt like years. My eyes bore into her magical ones. It was such an intimate moment.
A loud horn blew us off. We looked ahead and noticed the traffic was clearing up. I stepped on the pedal and we were off.
•••
Kayla's POV:
I had a smile on my face the rest of the car ride. I don't know why but I felt like smiling. It was so bad, Zayn tickled me so hard. His long fingers dug into the fine fabric of my clothes. It didn't even feel like I had anything on cause he tickled me that hard. His touch made me feel that hot sensation throughout my whole body, just like usual.
We pulled up into the parking lot and we were greeted by some calm fans. I signed a couple of autographs and took a few pictures, Zayn did the same.
Then we went inside the store.
I got all the things my aunt told me to get...well according to the list.
During my little shopping trip, Zayns hand brushed passed my hands quite often...it gave me a tingling feeling that no one has ever given me, not even Jean.
Now we were at a checkout greeted by a elderly woman.
"Hello." She said with a warm smile.
"Hi." I said and Zayn smiled.
"How are you today?" I asked her.
"Wonderful, how about you?" She asked me.
"I'm good." I say giving her a smile back.
After the elderly woman who's name is apparently "Linda" was putting our stuff in the bag.
Zayn tried to tickle me once or twice at the checkout but I swatted his hands away whole laughing lightly.
"You two make a beautiful couple." Linda said.
My heart swelled at the thought. A blush creeped up on my face as Zayn scratched the back of his neck while laughing nervously.
"We are not-" he started.
"God bless you two." She said and handed me the plastic bag with the stuff.
I sighed and waved her a good-bye before leaving. Only 3? I thought it was 6 o'clock since traffic was so long. Well then again...we left at 12 so I guess it's fair.
I awkwardly walked towards the car with Zayn, he offered to hold the heavy bags that were in my hands before we came outside.
My heart started beating rapidly as the words filled my mind: 'You two make a beautiful couple."
It makes me feel happy, but it's not real. We are not a couple, just friends and I know that's all that we will ever be.
I wonder what will happen at the party tonight...let's hope for the best.
(A/N: so I decided to Delete that story I Told you guys about ;/ idk but comment vote and fan!!! You guys keep me going :) ily byeee oh and sorry if I got some of the information wrong like let's say Kayla woke up at 1 and I said they left the house at 12 idk it's late and I'm having anxiety since it's HARRY FUCKING STYLES BIRTHDAY!!! he's 20 and it hurts cause one direction isn't a boy band anymore! They are a man band ;/ anyways bye :)))
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