Moan {HIATUS}

"We are in some serious shit." (6)

Just a btw there isn't an Eleanor or Elounor yet........

Sasha~

"So are, like, Louis and Niall a thing?" I say as we continue our game of go fish.

"Uh, well I'm not really supposed to tell you, but, uh yeah. Do you have any queens?"

"Nope, go fish. When did that happen?" He rummages around the card pile before replying.

"A while ago, the have been for a while. It's horrible because management won't let Louis and Niall come out. I heard that they might even get Louis a beard." He picks a card and slides it in between the ones in his hand.

"That sucks, any sevens?"

"My thoughts exactly, no by the way, I would hate to have to hide my true love. I can assure you they are truly in love."

"Wow, wait is that why you guys have stopped production?" I pull a card from the pile.

"Yea, they won't let us continue recording until Niall and Louis sign this bullshit contract. Have you got any sixs?" He rolls his eyes and does a one handed jazz hand in a I-don't-give-a-single-fuck kinda way.

"Yup six, right here," I hand it to him," What does it say and how have Niall and Louis been taking this?"

"Thank you, and not very well. It says that Louis has to get a girlfriend, a beard, and Niall was really sad but anytime they are alone, or with few people. They seem normal again, almost fully happy."

"Do you have any threes?"

"Yea, here you go," He sighs before handing me the cards," I am just glad it's not me, I couldn't do what they do. They are so strong."

"Yea, they are." I give him a sad look. I feel so bad for Louis and Niall. I can't imagine how hard it would be to have to hide your love just because of management.

"Sasha!" Zayn whines.

"Yes?" I ask innocently. I have beaten him, and he is being a sore loser.

"You cheated! That's my story and I'm sticking to it." He crosses his arms. I roll my eyes.

"Your just upset that you lost." I stick my tongue out at him and he narrows his eyes and gives me a sly smile. Then he tackles me. So now I am laying on the floor, cards are everywhere, and Zayn is sitting on me.

"I will tickle you until you say you cheated." He says.

"Right okay." I drag out the word okay. Then he starts tickling me. I start laughing uncontrollably.

"S-stop!" I manage to say.

"Not until you admit you cheated!" I shake my head at him. Then he tickles me more. "Say it!" I shake my head and he continues his ticklish assault. "Say it! Say it!" He even laughs.

"I won!" I yell, he scoffs.

"Say it!"

"I cheated!" But he doesn't stop. "Zayn! I s-said it!" He finally stops, and we are both breathing heavily.

"I win by default!" He stands up and throws his hands in the air.

"Zayn! Help me up!" I hold my hand in the air and he grabs it. He pulls me up and I stand right in front of him. We are so close I can feel his hot breath on me. "Thanks." I whisper. He looks to my lips.

"No problem." He whispers back. Just him being this close and saying those two words, two practically meaningless words, send shivers down my spine. I know he shouldn't have this much of an effect on me. He is just some guy, a really hot guy, but nonetheless he shouldn't have this effect on me. I finally realize that we are holding hands when he squeezes mine.I step back.

"Z-zayn I-" He cuts me off by pulling me closer and kissing me. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his around my waist. There are no words to describe how this kiss feels. Maybe a few; breath taking, amazing, hot. We break apart and I smile. He looks elated.

"Wow." He says quietly.

"I know." I sigh.

"So what now?" He then rests his forehead on mine.

"I don't, I don't know. I really have no idea." I move my arms from his neck to his waist.

"How about a date? Will you go on a date with me?" He stand up straight, taking his forehead from mine.

"A-A date?" I gulp nervously.

"Yea, why not?" He grabs my hands.

"Where? When?" I look down at our hands.

"I don't know yet, I will think about it. What time is it?" He lets go of one of my hands and pulls out his phone. He pales when he sees the time. He quickly puts his phone into his pocket. "Shit, shit, shit, shit!"

"What? What? What's wrong?" I say, he lets go of my other hand.

"N-nothing, I just- I just need to leave. Right now." He puts his shoes back on, clumsily. Then he throws on his jacket. I grab my shoes and put them back on.

"Ok, are we still on for the date?"

"Yea, just-just later. I will text you. Come on, let's go." He urges me. I follow him to the front hallway. I grab my jacket and purse. He opens the door and walks out quickly. I follow yet again. He slams the door and locks it.

"Bye, sorry I had to rush off like this." He gives me a peck on the cheek and then sprints off, not looking back. I put my hand where he kissed, a tingling feeling lingering there. What? I have someone I need to call.

"Hello?" I hear a masculine voice and a familiar girlish giggle at the other end of the line.

"Liam?"

"Yes, Sasha?" He shushes someone after replying to me.

"Uh-" I am cut off by a half moan half grunt. Then Liam whispering harshly 'stop it'. Then more giggles, that sound a lot like Ava. "Is Ava there?"

"Maybe." Is the only response I get.

"Ok then. Did I interrupt something?"

"No, no, you're good. What did you need?"

"Zayn, he-" I cut myself off to collect my thoughts and look at his door, "He left quickly. He noticed the time and flipped out. He stormed off, freaking out."

"When did he leave?" Liam is frantic.

"Like ten minutes ago."

"Oh god. We are in some serious shit."

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