Stupid Love →

Chapter eight

It was Sunday and I was putting on my black sports bra with my matching shorts. It was around seven in the morning and I was going out to take a run. I recently started and it was fun. I would run from my house down to the beach that would seem not to far away but really it was. I grabbed my ipod from my dressing table and went downstairs.

I left the house grabbing a gronala bar and started my run, putting on my ipod. I was runing for what felt like about 5 mins but was more when, I checked the time on my ipod. I stopped and plopped down on the sand while the sun was burning my poor skin. I felt like going in the water to cool off for a bit but then remembered I would be running back home all wet ...

I shrugged the thought off taking off my shoes and placing my ipod in it and walked into  the water. Nothing's wrong with running back home all wet, the sun's hot i'll dry by the time i reach.

The water felt good since I was all sweaty and hot from the run. It was cooling and really did one on me.

On my way back i found myself thinking about what happened yesterday. That gir- I mean Riley, she seemed to hate me so much probably because she's just protective of her brother... but Zayn can protect himself.

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I ran up the stairs to my house not wanting to leave any droplets on my mom's carpet and quickly took a shower putting on a sweatpants and a white T-shirt. I was warn out by the run and decided to take a 5 minute nap.  But before i did that, I finished up any of the last minute home work I had  for tomorrow and the ones that were due later down In the week. I wanted to get those out of the way.
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"Hey kayla wake up."

''Hey, hey get up , Zayn's downstairs''

"mMmh what." i said, my voice coming out groggy and muffled from the pillow.

"Your boyfriend's downstairs sh,it head ." he said

"Why don't he just come upstairs." I groaned, raising my head up from my position and looking at my brother.

"I don't know." he said carelessly before leaving my room and closing the door.

I rolled my eyes before getting up and walking toward my window. I hate being disturbed while I was sleeping unless it was an emergency. Nothing bugs me more than waking a girl from her sleep to be honest.

I moved the curtains aside and saw him. Zayn was  leaning up on his porsche looking up at my window, but i know he couldn't see me since i didn't open the curtains wide enough.

I smiled making my way  downstairs. My mood was suddenly better.

"Good afternoon beautiful." Zayn said, kissing my cheek.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked wrapping my arms around him. Gosh I loved hugging him and he smelt so good.

"It's Saturday and I want to spend it with my girlfriend at the beach." He responded tilting my chin up so that I could look at him.

"You could have called and told me to pack my bag you know."

"I did call you won't answering so I figured you were sleeping."

"Oh. Yea probably." I said knowing fully well I was indeed sleeping.

"Ok give me 10 minutes" I said punching his stomach and running upstairs.

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"You know I was here this morning. I was out on my run and I took a short dip" I told Zayn as we were unpacking the stuff from the car.

"Really would you look at that." Zayn chuckled taking out the last of the bags.

We made our way to a spot on the sand where we set up our blanket, bags and picnic basket. While we were setting up and I heard howling from lower down the beach. My eyes viewed 5 guys about our age. I rolled my eyes trying to ignore them.

"Hey what kind of sandwich do you want?" Zayn asked showing me my options of the ham, cheese or tuna. However when I was about to reply a beachball was hurled in between Zayn and I, knocking the sandwiches out his hands.

"What the f.ck." Zayn exclaimed looking up at the direction the ball had come from.

Following his vision, I saw one of the guys from the group walking in our direction and it was no one other than Cole fricking Simmers.

"What the actual f.uk Simmers." I cursed. Glaring at his dumb head.

"It was an accident Carter. Lighten up." He spoke calmly which just made me even more upset. But before I could put in a response, Zayn got up from his seated position on the blanket.

"Yea well can you take your game somewhere else so your accident wouldn't happen here." Zayn seethed. His face was the epitome of pissed the f.uk off. And it didn't take a genius to realize this was more than just about the beach ball.

"I didn't know you own the beach and I'm good right here." Cole responded, equally as upset.

I stood up quickly, making my way in front of Zayn. "Hey, Hey look at me." I said cupping his chin in my hands. "Let it go, it's okay." I said intertwining my fingers in his.

When I finally got zayn's attention and he didn't look like he could kick down a bull. I turned and focused my attention on Cole.

"Would you just leave." I asked, annoyance laced in my voice. "Please."

"Only because you said please darling." He said smirking at me and walking off. I felt zayn's body tense against mine but I squeezed his hands and looked at him.

"It's okay he's just being an a.ss as always." I said, tip toeing to kiss him.

Zayn took me by surprise when he hurled me up causing me  to wrap my legs around him.

"I hate him." He said in between our kiss.

"Me too."

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~mia