/Chapter Fourty-Two\

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Kayla's POV:

"What the.." I said as I watched Zayn close he's door and lock it. "This is kidding napping you know." I said as I crossed my arms. Ignoring my statement, Zayn went over to he's bedroom window and opened it. I raised an eyebrow.

With one leg in he's room and the other leg on the roof, he motioned me to come to the window.

"Well? Aren't you going to come?" he asked like it was the most obvious thing to do. I mean, yeah if a Zayn Malik pulled you into he's room and told you to sneak out with him using the window you would go, right?

"What the hell, no!" I said with a confused expression on my face. "My hair is wet and I might catch a cold."

He rolled he's eyes. "I don't even have shoes on." I add. He sighs annoyingly. Maybe this is not a right time to ask him about the...kiss? Oh whatever I'll just ask. But it's not that easy! Yeah, did we make out in a closet last night? How would I remember cause I passed out. Only if it were that easy.

"Fine. If you're not coming out, I'll bring the fun in." he said as he smirked before leaping out the window. I gasped as I rushed to the window. I look out to see nothing.

"Zayn?!" I whisper tell outside. "This is not funny!"

I search the room for anything I can wear on my feet. HA. I see one of Zayns black boots which are huge on my feet. I quickly but carefully get on the roof and scat around the wall. Being slowed down by the heaviness of he's shoes.

"Zayn-" I stopped as I saw what Zayn wanted me to see.

I looked down as Zayn freaking Malik was leaving against a freakin tour bus!

"ZAYN?!"

"The one and only" he said and winked which strangely fluttered my heart.

He knocked on the door of the bus and came out, Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, and Niall Horan. They all smirked up at me.

Oh fuck.

"And what was wrong using the door?" I asked.

"Well you see Stone," Zayn said as he jumped on the pipe and started climbing as he hoisted himself up to me. "You're aunt didn't want any more visitors and she would obviously not let them stay so thinking of the sweet Kayla, maybe you could convince them for me?" he said flashing me he's beautiful smile.

I rolled my eyes. "What's wrong with a hotel?"

"Too public and the paps and fans will clearly know where to go plus, the hotel walls are clear...it's weird."

What am I gonna do with 5 of them?

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