Attraction (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Moving on...

Hello kiddies^^ I'm super out of it but I'm updating anyways! Sorry if it ends up kinda... sucky.

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Geez why do I always leave my perfume in Annie's room. Even here.. At a hotel?! Well now I needed it, bad. My room smells like boy cologne, much appreciated Zayn.. I woke up early, odd? I passed by the living area to see the boys asleep everywhere, on the couch and across the rug, lovely. Ugh and left the TV running... Harry Potter? Really? Wait... Where the flack is Harry? Whatever, I stood in front of Annie's door, pressing my ear against it all stalker-ishly.. I heard giggling, she's awake?

"I'm just getting my perfu-" 

I screamed, probably waking the whole hotel up, stopping in mid sentence as I took in the sight before me with horror. Annie was straddling Harry. Harry was shirtless, four nipples??... What.The.Fuck. This is like last time... Excepct more mind f-cking. Sheesh.. They were frozen like statues as everyone came pouring in. Niall screamed, hugging me to shield his eyes, Louis' mouth was forever an 'O'.

"Bloody hell, I thought Masie found a real thief and hit him across the face with a lamp!" Zayn gasped, clutching his chest. I shook my head, "No! Even worse!" I yelled, hugging Niall back. After a few seconds, everyone started to laugh, shakily. Annie slowly got up, her face red, "Oh, I forgot to tell you guys... We're dating."

"Well we figured it out already..." Niall said behind me. Sorel stared at him, confused, "I thought you two were dating?" she said, holding Louis. The blonde boy looked up, grinning, "It was just part of a scheme." whaaat...

Niall is one revenge-ful boy. 

Well at least Annie and Harry are back together... Wait. Is that a good thing? I wrinkled my nose as they started being full on kissy kissy boo bear.. It never is. Paul, the super awesome body guard/babysitter, was being a nice little pillow and decided to take us to the beach. Now me must go find a decent looking bikini... I pulled out a bright orange swimsuit posing in front of my mirror with a smile, I wonder if Zayn will like this... Wait. Why the fuck was I thinking about Zayn? Is it because I like him... Like, like like? Oh shit... I smacked my fore-head, I do.. So why not go for him, Masie? What on earth is holding you back? 

... 

Oh yeah... 

I know what it is... 

My old bastardly excuse of a 'boyfriend'.... 

Stefen Larsson.

Whenever I see Zayn, I can still picture him. Ouch, I winced as the past punched me in the face. Come on, let's just get your arse in gear girl! No time to be reminicing! I stripped off my clothes, I pulled out a long floor-length, strappless, maxi dress that was black and white, pairing it with simple flip flops. I let my natural hair down, sighing at my reflection with satisfaction. I quickly grabbed a tan floppy hat while I ran out to meet everyone. I looked to see a nervous Senna, for a good reason. This child couldn't swim, man this is going to be hilarious. I grinned cheekily, "Let's get going!"

Hello shirtless One Direction... *insert stalker grin here* we finally got to the beach, it was the perfect weather for a nice little swim. Paul and Liam were setting up the towels and putting up large umbrellas. Louis and Harry, ran impatiently into the waters, hand in hand, screaming. I saw Senna casually snap a picture. Twitter! I tried to not look too sexy trying to take off the maxi dress... Fail. I could feel Zayn's eyes on my ass... That boy.. Sorel sprayed us with sunscreen, trying to get Louis to wear some. She ended up just giving up and tackling him into the water.

"Wanna go for a swim?" I saw Liam sitting next to Senna on a beach towel, she shook her head, clearly embarrassed.

"I can't..." 

"Why not?" Liam said, lightly pushing her, 

"Because... I can't swim..." Senna said quietly, smiling feebly. Liam grinned, putting an arm around her, "Then allow me to instruct you." Wow they're too adorable..

"Ello Miss Masie," 

I turned to see a mischievous looking Harry and Niall.? They were soaking wet, "Looks like you could use a bit of... Refreshing." Before I could protest, the boys carried me bridal style, running towards the sea, laughing as I started screaming and struggling. They started swaying me.

"1!" 

"2!" 

"No!!" I yelled, hitting at them weakly. Oh shit.. They grinned at me evily,  

"3!"

I flew into the air, crashing into the cold water. As I resurfaced, I could see the bastards laughing their asses off. Then they cannoned themselves after me. I squealed, swimming the fastest freestyle I could manage. I saw Zayn trying not to get his hair wet, just a couple of feet away from me. Tis my chance to preform an act of evil! I laughed all the way there. He looked at me weirdly.

Then I brought my hands together, and pushed a wave of water over him... You know, like I was Katara and stuff! All bad-ass water bending style! Zayn screamed as it came rushing to his hair. Trying to swim away, but alas he was too late. The shit was like a tsunami! His hair was all wet and he was looking oddly sexy. Zayn's face was of shock. "My... Hair... Masie."

Then he started squishing me. I yelped as he lifted me over his shoulder. I saw him take a huge breath before submerging us underwater. I opened my eyes, his face looked funny... With his cheeks puffed up and his nose clamped shut. I tried to scream 'Hi' underwater, much of a fail. Just ugly bubbles came out of my mouth. We both laughed, coming back up for air. He had one arm around me, keeping me in place.

"You ruined my blonde highlights," Zayn said, grinning as he splashed my face,  

"Don't ruin my model features!" I laughed, splashing him back. "Twas a shame, I quite liked that haircut," I added with a sigh.  

"It was perfection," Zayn said insistingly, squeezing me. 

"Maybe, maybe not," I smiled, seeing him pout. I felt butterflies in my stomach again. Then my horrible luck decided to strike again. I felt something unhook from the back. Woah it got colder all of a sudden.. Zayn turned away, his cheeks red. ?? Then I looked down slowly.

Holy shit. 

My top is gone... I instantly covered my chest with my hands. I saw Zayn trying to find it. This is so horrible! The next few moments were awkward..

"Found it!" Zayn yelled, holding up my orange bikini top. I sighed with relief, I looked away sheepishly, holding it out towards me. I took it and tried to hook it back. F-ck why are my hands being stupid! Then I felt Zayn's hand on my back, instant blush. "I'll do it.."

I just stared at the water, cheeks burning as I felt him fumble with the hooks. "Done." Man this is so embarrassing... At least he didn't do anything perverted. I looked up to see an equally blushing Zayn. He smiled at me shyly. Then he was pullimg me closer, I drifted forward, my heart pumping. He stared at me silently as he tilted my chin up. Why am I being a mute... As he leaned closer I felt the urge to push myself away again. I gripped his arm, trying to get past my fears. I felt weak at the knees once his lips were on mine.

Oh my god. We were kissing in a public area. I swear I heard someone cat-calling us! Zayn's hands were in my soaked air and waist, just by the feel of those muscle I knew I wasn't the one calling the shots. This was PG-13 guys.. I mean... It felt like he was all over my face. And I was enjoying it.. What... He pulled away, breathless. He looked me in the eyes, this was too much.

"I love you.." 

"Stefen..." I breathed out quietly. Oh my god.. What the hell just came out of my mouth. Zayn looked shocked, "Who!?" What did I doo! Stupid ass-whole boyfriend! Why did I suddenly think of him while I was kissing flacking Zayn Malik.. Seriously!

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I'm craving chicken... And meat.. 

Meat!!!! *_* 

Thanks for reading!!