Bring It // EDITING

Twelve

We arrived at the bowling alley shortly. Zayn opened my door for me, again, and led me to the entrance.

We walked inside, being greeted by some of Zayn's friends, who I didn't know. I was a bit shy around them, seeing as how they all looked pretty intimidating, and I looked like a year 7 student. The one person who I did know was Liam. I walked over to him, giving him a hug.

"Hey Li." I greeted him. He hugged me back. "Hey Laney."

I walked over to Zayn, who was over by the register.

"Yeah, 8 people, but two are on their way. What size are you?" he asked me.

"Size 8."

"8 please." He said to the man. He ducked behind the counter, retrieving mine and his shoes. His feet are massive.

"Jesus, how big are your feet?" I asked. He laughed. "9."

"There's no way, they're gigantic!"

He shook his head. "They're 9, believe me."

"Men and their big feet." I laugh. He leaned in a bit. "You know what they say about big feet."

I stood there, unsure if I wanted to know. He leaned in close to my ear. "Big socks."

I choked on air. He leaned back, laughing hysterically. "I nearly shit myself, Zayn. Thanks." I chuckle. He continue to giggle like a school girl, making me push him lightly. "Shut up."

"I've never seen you so nervous in my life." He said, breathing out. I rolled my eyes, putting the ugly shoes on. "Put your shoes on, Big Foot."

Since there were only alleys with a maximum of four people, the whole group split into two, with Liam joining Zayn and I.

"Where are the other two?" I asked. Zayn looked around, then pointed to the entrance. "Right there."

I turned around, nearly tripping myself for the second time today. Niall and Abigail walked in, with their arms wrapped around each other. I groaned softly, turning back around.

"Hey, do one of you want to move over here?" I asked the other group. They shook their head. "Sorry, we already put our names in, we're just waiting for the last person."

I cursed under my breathe. "Ok, no problem."

Big motherfucking problem.

Zayn walked over to Niall, clapping his shoulder. I stood by Liam, looking everywhere but there. "I'm sorry." Liam whispered. I looked up at him. "Why?"

"He wasn't suppose to be here. I told Zayn it wasn't a good idea, but he doesn't really... like to listen."

I sighed. "Its fine, I guess."

They walked over as Zayn was explaining to them the situation.

"We both have three each, and they already entered their names in."

"Abigail can go over there." Niall said, pointing to the other group. She looked at them, then back. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah babe, go over there." He said. She sighed, shot me a glare, then walked to the other group. I turned around, rubbing my face in frustration.

Does he know that I know about the kiss? Surely not, something seemed off about him, too. What was it?

I was to busy trying to figure it out to know that he was standing beside me. "Hey."

I jumped a foot in the air, clutching my heart. "Dont do that!" I hissed, whacking his arm. He laughed. "Shit yourself a little?"

"Yeah, thanks to you, you prick."