I Want What I Can't Have

Chapter seven

"ARIANA, WAKE UP!" Louis, Zayn, and Niall chanted while jumping on my bed. I let out a loud grown, bringing a pillow up to cover my face. 

"Tiredddd," I moaned into the pillow. The continued jumping on my bad.

"We're going to the beach, our only day off in Los Angeles! Come on, get up!" Niall cheered. I glanced over at my alarm clock.

"It's nine thirty in the damn morning!" I shrieked, rolling onto my stomach and burying my face into a different pillow. They continued once again to jump on my bed, except this time, I felt somebody jump on their stomach about an inch away from me. They threw their arm around my back and pulled me as close to themsleves as possible. I lifted my head and rested my cheek on the pillow, opening my eyes to find Zayn smiling just centimeters away.

"Good morning, Ari." He said through a giant grin. I'm sorry, but could he get any cuter? I think not. I smiled back at him, not showing any teeth.

"Morning Zayn." Just then, I remembered last night, how awkward things were after we almost kissed. Now we're sat here almost as close as we were last night, and he's being all cheeky.

Awe man, I forgot to get my teddy bear from the ferris wheel guy!

"Save it for later, love bugs. Ariana, get up!" Louis demanded, hitting my back with a pillow and jumping off the bed with Niall. Zayn gave me a little peck on the cheek, got up, and left the room without another word. What was that all about?

I slowly trudged out of bed, grabbing what I needed and walked to the bathroom. There, I washed my face then slid into a little white bikini that complimented my dark skin. Over taht, I put on a pair of shorts and a loose, black, crop-top tshirt that showed a little bit of my stomach. All I did with my hair was put it in a messy bun, not really caring what I looked like in front of these boys. After brushing my teeth, I grabbed my aviators and walked to the kitchen to find Louis, Niall, Zayn, and two other girls. I was kinda surprised that they were still here, and that there were two other girls. Maybe that's why Zayn was acting all flirty...girls were watching. 

"I'm up!" I cheerfully said, opening the refrigerator and grabbed a water bottle. I shut the door and turned to face everybody. One of the girls had chocolate brown hair, and was super pretty. The other girl had long, dirty blond hair with specific bone structure, and she was also flawless. Louis through an arm around the brunette and Niall let the blond sit in his lap. Guessing they were all dating.

"These are our girlfriends, Eleanor and Lesley." Louis introduced, pointing to the brunette then the blond. I grinned at both of them.

"Hey, I'm Ariana." They both waved, then Eleanor turned to Louis.

"Is this Paul's daugher and Zayn's girlfriend?" She innocently asked. Niall chocked out a laugh when he saw my eyes go wide and cheeks get a shade of pink. Louis nodded.

"Yup." He cheekily grinned over at Zayn then me. His response made my jaw drop to the floor.

"Wh-what? Noo, no. Me and Zay-" I stopped talking when everybody, including Zayn, burst into laughter. I just kinda looked around the room. "Is there something I missed?" I mumbled.

"No, Louis just wanted to mess with you, so he told me to ask that when you came in. We're kidding, babe." Eleanor giggled. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay, good. So when did you guys get in?"

"They got here this morning around 8, so we decided to go to the beach." Louis said.

"Ohhh. How exactly did you guys get into my hotel room anyways?" I took a sip from my waterbottle as Zayn wiggled his eyebrows.

"Your dad has all the extra keys."

***

I dribbled the ball down the beach with my feet, trying to make it to the goal without Zayn catching up to me. Harry, Lesley, and Niall were cheering for me while Louis, Eleanor, Liam, and Danielle(Liam's girlfriend) were cheering for Zayn. Right before I made it, I felt his muscular arms twist around my waist. Zayn lifted me off the ground and twirled me around, laughing just as hard as I was.

"Zayn! Put me downnn!" I yelled, throwing my hands and feet everywhere. He plopped me on my back in the sand. I breathed a sigh of relief, then started to panic again when his hands started squeezing my sides. Oh no, I hate being tickled.

"Zay-zaaynnn! S-st-stopp!" I giggled. He continued tickling me. Then, he was tackled by Harry, bringin them both to the ground. I sat up, catching my breath. I pointed down at Zayn. "Rematch! He cheated and tickled me, not fair!"

"Psh, I call that good strategy." Louis smirked, helping Zayn up off the sand. I rolled my eyes. "BUt since this entire part of the beach is for us, that means no police. That means we party! And there's no party without alcohol!" Louis opened the cooler he brought, revealing a ton of beers. Everybody cheered, except me. Sure, I've had sips of alcohol, but never really had the whole thing. And everybody here is eighteen or older, which means they've all probably tried it. I decided just to go along with it, and take on like it was no big deal.

Only later did I realize that I would regret this decision.