Dusk Till Dawn (A Liam and Ally Story)

Chapter 32

Zayn's POV

I parked my car in front of Camila's house. I gave them a day to get everything ready and to take a break off their work. I walked out of my car and walked up the stairs of the porch. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to open.

In less than a minute, the door open and I looked at the person in front of me. I didn't recognize her. She must be the other friend. "Hi, you must be Zayn," she said.

I gently nodded and replied, "I must. And you must be that other friend." I feel bad that I don't remember her name.

She somehow caught it and chuckled. "It's okay. My name is Normani, but you can call me Mani if you want." She took a few steps away to the side of the door and gestured her hand. "You can come in."

I placed my hands into my pockets and entered the house. I looked around and didn't see Camila and Lauren's presence anywhere. In the living room, there were two luggages to which I suspected was Normani's.

"Camila and Lauren are upstairs," Normani informed me. I turned back to her and couldn't manage to react to that.

I walked into the living room and sat down on the nearest couch. I glanced at my watch - 11:45 - and started to feel a little uncomfortable. I looked behind and saw Normani observing me. Then she walked into the living and sat down on the couch that was beside the one that I was sitting on.

"So, how long have you known Camila and Lauren?" she asked.

This is going to turn out to be a Q&A Session. "I've known Camila about a couple weeks ago and I've met Lauren recently."

"You seem to be interested in them," Normani said, which made me cringe a little.

"Please, we all are just friends," I told her. "I am professional."

Normani scoffed and clapped her hands. "Wow. Okay. You're pretty cool then." I raised my eyebrows. She smiled brightly before explaining, "Sorry, but I just wanted to make sure that there isn't any awkwardness or complicated stuff going on. I don't want things to turn out like last time."

"Last time?" I questioned.

She covered up her mouth and shook her head. "I'm sorry. I wasn't suppose to say that. You heard nothing." She stood up and walked out of the living room, leaving me unanswered.

I stood up and followed her, but I heard Lauren's voice coming up the stairs. "Zayn! I'm glad you're here."

I stopped in my tracks and turned to her and smiled. "Lauren, are you all pack?"

"Yep," she replied. "Camila is having some difficulty. Do you mind?" I nodded and dig into my pocket. I pulled out my keys and handed it to her.

"Start putting your stuff in my car," I told her. I ran up the stairs and found my way into Camila's room.

I walked into a room where the door was open. I saw Camila struggling to get something from the top shelf in her room. No matter how hard she tried to jump, her arms could ever reach what she was desiring to get. It was quite funny if I do say myself. I let out a small chuckle and that grabbed her attention.

Camila turned around and said, "It's not funny." She tried to hide her smile.

"Right," I tried to say, but I just went back to laughing.

"Hey, stop it," Camila whined. She grabbed a stuffed animal and threw it at me. "Quit," she said. I nodded and cleared my throat.

"Alright," I said. I walked over to her. I extended my hand to the top shelf and grabbed a bag of something. Once I got it down, I took a look at it and saw that it was a bag of photos.