(Samantha’s POV)
While Winnie sat on her bed, I sneaked off to find Zayn. I found him sprawled out on the couch, rubbing his temples. I tilted my head and he looked up at me.
“What do you want?” He said grouchily.
“She loves you, you love her. Tell her before she goes insane.” I told Zayn and walked away from his shocked face.
Score for Samantha!
(Winter’s POV)
When Sam walked back in, she was smiling wide. I didn’t really care though. I love Zayn but he is so fucking oblivious! I don’t know if we will EVER become more then best friends.
“What were you doing?” I asked, tilting my head letting my curled hair fall.
“Oh nothing important,” Samantha stated.
“Whatever you say, Sammy,” I looked down, flipping through my text messages.
“Samantha and Winnie, time for dinner!” My mom yelled and Sam and I rolled over off the bed and onto the floor. We both groaned and jumped up, running to the kitchen.
I heard a thump and noticed who I ran into.
“Winnie, I mean Winter.” Zayn mumbled. I laughed it off but felt like I was going to cry.
“I’m sorry!” I told him.
“It’s fine.” He told me and I nodded.
“We need to talk after dinner.” Zayn whispered into my ear.
“Okay,” I mumbled. I sat down at the table and started eating my burger. Oh gosh, this was going to be a long dinner.
“Let’s go upstairs.” Samantha muttered, finished her soda. Zayn looked at me and I looked at Sam.
“I’m going to talk to Zayn, I’ll be right up.” I told Sam, walking over to Zayn.
“Hey, Winnie,” He said slowly.
“It’s fine, sorry I snapped at you.” I told him, wrapping my arms around him.
“It’s fine,” He mumbled, putting his chin on my head. I hated how he could do that.
He looked me in the eye. And then he kissed me.
A/N; Sorry it’s short. I am stressing over my other book (Keep It Secret) dropping down in ratings! I’m like NOOO!! It’s on Watty Awards 2012! 153 at the moment! Vote, read, comment on that.
Oh ya, and vote, read and comment on this! xD I’m weird, sorry! ~mem4life was here!
