Missing You

Chapter 8

Sasha's POV

"Elizabeth? Yeah. I need to talk to you as soon as possible about something really serious." I said to her voicemail for the 17th fucking time.

"Still no answer?" Zayn asks, smirking in the doorway.

"No. Call Niall to see if he answers you," I tell him.

"I've thought about it. I'd like something in return though. If you know what I mean." he smiled a devious smile.

"Do you not remember what happened a few hours ago?" I ask, still a bit sore.

The last time I had sex was. Oh! Oh god no. Fucking fuck god why did you think that? What the fuck Sasha? I can't even.

Harry.

"Ugh. Fine I'll call Niall." He says and walks over to sit on the bed.

"Hey Niall! Can you put Elizabeth on the phone?" he asks his friend.

"What do you mean she's with her brother right now?"

"She's with Calum!" I exclaim.

Zayn put Niall on speakerphone.

"Zayn? Who was that?" I hear him ask.

"It's Sasha." Zayn says smiling.

"Did you fuck her yet?" Niall says and I can tell he was hold back laughter.

"Excuse me?" I ask kind if offended.

"I asked if he fucked you yet. So what's the answer to that?" he asks.

"Actually." I looked at Zayn for approval and he nodded. "Actually I have. And It was fucking great." I say to then jump on top of Zayn.

We then started a full on make out session and Niall was still on the phone.

"I would appreciate it if you hung up before have sex!" he yells.

"Get over it." I tell him and continue on with Zayn.

Elizabeth's POV

I found everything that I was wearing earlier except for my top. I couldn't find my shirt ANYWHERE. 

"Here. Just wear this," Niall said, throwing me his sweatshirt, "I've got some other things to do, take Caleem out for coffee or to see the campus or something."

"Thanks babe," I said, kissing his nose. Before I walked out the door, I turned to him. "Niall?"

"Yes?"

"His name is Calum, not Caleem."

"Oh," he said, as I shut the door. 

I found Calum waiting outside. "Calum!" I yelled, running into his arms. 

"Elizabub!" he yelled, hugging me. Yes I know, it is a dumb nickname he gave me in middle school. 

"What are you doing here, big bro?"

"Just came to visit, lil sis."

"It's only been a week, Calum."

"Yes, but we all missed you."

"Sure. Wanna get coffee or something?"

"Yeah sure."

...

...

As Calum was in the middle of telling me about the latest scandal in town, my phone went off for the twentieth fucking time. 

"Hold on, Cal, let me answer this."

"Aight."

"Hello?"

"Hey love."

Niall.

"So... Um. Sasha called. Or rather Zayn called and Sasha was there."

"Why'd they call?" I asked.

"Sasha's got to talk to you. 

"Why?" I asked. 

"I dunno. Just call her soon, kay?"

"Sure. I gotta go now though. See you when I get back?"

"Sure. Bye love!"

"Bye Ni."

"Who was that?" Calum whined. 

"Niall." 

"Whose that? Your roomie/fuckbuddy?" he said smirking. 

"Calum, don't be an ass. Niall just called to tell me to call Sasha back."

"Sasha! How is she?"

His phone went off before I could answer. 

"Hey, I've gotta run, I'll call you tomorrow."

"Bye Cal."

I pulled out my phone to call Sasha. I hope nothing was wrong.