Sweet Lover | z.m. + n.k

009

Waking up with a pounding headache is never fun, and waking up on a Sunday with a pounding headache and disappointed is ten times worse.

"Crap," I breathed out, trying to sit up. after Lauren, Camila and I had kicked everyone out at three in the morning we all had fallen asleep hitting Camz' bed with three solid thunks. When I got my bearings I realized I was the only one still in bed. Slowly I pulled my self out of the soft bed and made my way to the kitchen searching for water and my friends.

"Guys?" I call out and it only makes my head pound more, I close my eyes and rub my temples, cursing myself for drinking so heavily last night. What was I thinking?

When I open my eyes Lauren is coming up the hallway and smile on her face with a water bottle in hand and a bottle of headache reliever in the other.

"Morning sunshine, Alanza is making breakfast,"

"Who?" I ask but follow Lauren anyway after I down the pills and drink my water

"Camila's maid," Lauren says leading me into the kitchen, once we're there I noticed the house isn't trashed like it was last night.

"Wow, she works fast," I say and we turn the corner to see Camila resting her head in her hands, unlike usual her hair is straight and flat going all the way down her back. "Wow, Camz your hair"

Camila looks up then "Nooooo," she whines "no one can look at me until noon," and Lauren laughs before siting down next to her and I do the same

"Well I had a blast last night, didn't see much of you too though guess Zayn showed up?" Camila asked me and I cringed.

"No, he uh, couldn't make it."

Camila turns to look at me a questioning eyebrow raised at me, searching my face for answers my voice didn't give her and I want to shrink under her gaze.

"Couldn't make it, or wouldn't make it?" Camila says and I stare at her, almost forgetting that under the makeup and bouncy curls there was a sixteen year old girl there.

"Um, I wouldn't know, he didn't text me or call me to tell me what was going on."

"But he said he was going to come, right?" Camila asked eyebrow still raised high and I nod "Well then the asshole should have been here, what the heck? are you going to talk to him."

I shook my head, "he said he would be here if I was here and I made it clear i was going, I can't help thinking something is wrong." I look over to see Alanza who had been at the stove making her way over to us placing plates in front of the three of us and I smile at her in thanks.

"Bullshit," Camila said "Where's your phone?"

"Back in the room,"

Camila hops down from her chair and swishes her hips back and forth as she walks back to her room.

"What is she about to do?" I question looking over at Lauren and she has wide eyes and shrugs her shoulders.

"This is new territory, I have no idea."

"Hi, is this Zayn?" I hear Camila speaking and I see her coming back with my phone taped to her ear. She called Zayn?

Camila smiles at waves us over "Hi Zayn, so nice to hear your phone, this is Camila. We don't really know each other but Normani is one of my closet friends-"

"Wait Camila!" I whine running over "wait Camila how did you even figure out my passcode?"

"Yes, well I know Normani invited you to my party last night, which was fabulous by the way. But you would know that if you had actually shown up yesterday, Mani spent most of her time looking for you instead of having fun. what happened?" Camila waits for a response tapping her foot and my brain is going a mile a minute, 1) how could she think calling Zayn was a good idea 2) would he actually tell her the reason he didn't show last night and 3) how the heck did Camila figure out my passcode?