"YOU KISSED ZAYN? AS IN THE ZAYN MALIK? ONE FIFTH OF THE SEXIEST BOY BAND ALIVE?!" Michele screeched down the phone, I crinkled my nose and pushed it away from my ear until I could hear she'd stopped shouting. I pressed the phone back down, "Yes, last night at our sleepover and-" I began before she cut me off.
"Excuse me? A sleep over? One of which I wasn't invited?" she didn't sound too happy. Why hadn't I invited her? Hrm, I don't know, I just didn't really think to ask her if she wanted to come, I mean I was so caught up in the boys and making sure everything was going to be good, setting up the theater- which I still haven't cleaned up yet- then, over thinking about Zayn, she just didn't come to mind. Which is really sad seeing as she's been my best friend for almost 16 years.
"Sorry, Chele! I was so caught up with the boys, I forgot to ask you!" I apologised, and I heard her tsk playfully down the line. "Replacing me with 5 sex gods, as much as it hurts to say Rina, you have style." she laughs and I join in with her.
After staying on the line for almost 2 hours now, I've completely spilled my guts about everything. Of course, I told her about meeting the boys a few weeks back, but she didn't know about the kiss lastnight and the one before that and she was so eager to hear about it. I told her how calm he made me feel in the elevator and she almost brought up James, I shrugged it off though and continued telling her about the sleep over.
After describing all the boys to her, she decided she really liked Louis, because he's just as big a fun ball as she is, and of course- along side 99.4% of the female population- she also took quite a liking to Harry as well.. a little too much if you ask me. We spent about 20 minutes talking about how 'lush' his hair is and how 'kissable' his lips are. I don't know, I'm part of the 0.6% that are completely oblivious to the 'Styles Charm', I mean he's fit of course and nice and funny, but in all honesty, he's not my cup of tea.
"So when do I get to meet the boys?" she cheered down the phone and I rolled my eyes.
"Zayn's coming tonight." I mumble and she gasps.
"Zayn Malik is your fucking date? Jesus Karina," she screeches excitedly.
"Yes. He is. You'll meet him tonight; please don't embarrass me." I scold her and I know she's just rolled her eyes.
"Fine, fine, what ever, I'll let you go get your self all sexy-fied for tonight, okay?"
"DID YOU JUST SAY SEXY-FIED?!" I shout through fits of laughter.
"Yes, I did. I'll see you tonight." she says before hanging up.
I walk through to my bedroom and start picking out an outfit. What am I going to wear? I wonder what Zayn's going to wear.. damn it, I didn't tell him the dress code; not that he dresses bad or anything, but it's black tie event, so I wouldn't want him rocking up in chino's and a varsity jacket. Or would I? I couldn't care less what he's wearing because in all honesty, I just want to see what's going on under them clothes. What? Oh shit. Um, nothing?
I pull my phone back out from my pocket and text Zayn.
'Hey superstar, forgot 2 tell u that its a black tie event so u hav 2 wear a suit. Also where are we meeting? K x'
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Zayn POV
"Wait so you kissed Karina.." Niall questioned, furrowing his eye brows, "not only last night, but the night before as well?" he finishes and I nod my head. A small smirk moves across his face and I can tell he's holding back laughter. "Why did Liam know and I didn't?" he moaned like a child. I shrug my shoulders; "he was with me in the elevator." I mumble and he nods his head, "I see, How'd it happen then?" he narrows his eyes.
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Fanfiction'Friends with Benefits' I'm sure you've heard all about it, books were made on the topic, movies, songs, you name it; it's been done. Everyone knows, you can't be friends and have sex, it never works out. One ends up falling blatantly head over heel...
