19."She's mine, piss off."

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*Kayla's POV*

I look at Liam and smile.

"You really like to tease him, don't you?" I giggle as I put my toothbrush away. He nods.

"Only about you, because I know how hard he gets of you." he answers loudly on purpose.

"Shut up, Liam, you know nothing." Zayn yells back. We both laugh.

"Why? Remember that day when I told you I saw her half naked and you tried to hide your bulge when teacher called you in front of the class?" Liam teases. My eyes widen. What the fuck?

"Oh, shut up!" Zayn whines already.

"Why did you say that in the first place?" I shockingly ask. He smirks once again.

"Because I know how to embarrass Zayn. Now he'll be too embarrassed to even show in your eyes." he whisper-answers as we both get out of the bathroom. I enter my room. He looks at us, but then fastly looks away, "Told you." Liam laughs. I smile while packing my bag and then I turn to them. Zayn is blushing like crazy meanwhile Liam smiles as if he's done something good.

"Let's go, boys." I sigh and follow them. Liam stops at the stairs and stops Zayn as well.

"Ladies first." Liam wiggles his eyebrows. Oh shit, why did I have to wear leggings and a sweater which doesn't cover my ass exactly today? Ugh. I go in front of them. I bet Liam is teasing him about my ass. It's just so typical to him now. I feel someone really close to me so I stop. Yep. Zayn's arm wraps around my waist as the other holds onto the railing. I look at them.

"Sorry, Liam's fault." he innocently smiles. I laugh, because Liam's full on grinning. He lets me go and we keep walking.

"So tell me, which one of you will be the hot teacher of mine in sports today?" I ask. They both chuckle.

"I thought about me, but then I decided that Zayn would be a perfect hottie for you." Liam answers. We enter the kitchen.

"Stop doing this, Liam!" Zayn groans. I giggle looking at him. He's so cute and somehow so shy.

"I'm sure you like it. Right, Kayla?" Liam places a hand on my ass. Probably to annoy Zayn.

"Oh, take it off, I'm sure we all know that I get jealous really fast." Zayn mutters under his breath as he takes Liam's hand off of my ass. I laugh. Jealous now?

"Oh, what would you do if you walked in on us?" Liam asks what makes me choke on practically nothing. Zayn laughs.

"Guess she doesn't agree bout you two having fun." he answers. I look at them.

"Right now I'm happy that I'm not in your class." I mumble taking an apple. We leave the house. Since Liam has a car now, we don't have to walk to school anymore. We sit in it.

"Don't worry, for two lessons you'll be our little sports slave and if you won't obey, you'll have to suck-"

"Liam no! Shut your damn mouth, she's too innocent!" Zayn stops him. I look at them both, but then just shake my head in disappointment. Liam places his hand on my thigh since I sit next to him in the front seat. It feels good, but wrong. And I want it to be Zayn's hand. Well, he's doing this on purpose to annoy Zayn. And Zayn doesn't look so satisfied at all.

"Okay, you got me jealous, now stop please." Zayn groans. I smile. Liam squeezed my thigh what makes me let out a sigh. It sounds more like a moan though. I slap his hand away. He laughs, because Zayn looks like he is ready to beat him up.

"Don't touch my girl." Zayn defends me. Liam's eyes widen.

"Wait, are you two together for real?" he shockingly asks. Wait where did that come from?

"No, but she's mine anyway." he answers. I giggle. That's cute. He thinks he'd get me. He would, that's true, but his confidence about it makes me feel special.

"Oh... Well I heard a guy will try to hit on her soon. You better make her yours as fast as you can." Liam continues to tease him. He chuckles.

"Who?" Zayn curiously asks. Liam looks at him as if he asked something unreal.

"I won't tell you. You'll beat him up. You'll see. Now, we're here." he says as he parks in the parking lot. We all get out of the car. As we approach the school some guys are coming to us already. Liam and Zayn stop so I stop as well. Great, Liam's between me and Zayn. The guys come and greet them both, but then look at me. I bet Liam already told them to get ready to tease Zayn.

"Hello, beau-"

"She's mine, piss off." Zayn stops the guy already. He looks at Zayn with a raised eyebrow.

"Are you together or what?" he asks. Liam shakes his head.

"They're not. You can hit on her, he just tries to shoo you all off, because he can't ask her to be his girlfriend and he still wants her. Says he's not ready to be in a relationship, but apparently he likes her." Liam annoys him once again. I look at Liam curiously and grin.

"So, when are you free? We could go like... Out? Or skip that and do something more fun?" the guy who is next to me asks.

"I fuck only Zayn." I answer what shocks them all. They all begin to shout some 'roasted' or 'damn' or other shit. And of course that makes everyone look at us.

"She went straight forward, man! I like her!" a guy shouts while laughing. Zayn hugs me from behind and chuckles.

"Good job, babe, just keep shooing off those damn losers and I'll make you my queen." he whispers in my ear. I smile mumbling a quiet 'okay'. When everyone stops their laughter they look at me and Zayn.

"So you both are together, yea?" the guy asks. I shake my head for an answer.

"I just got bored of your boring ways to annoy him. I could do better." I say when Zayn lets me go. Next moment all I feel is a stingy ache on my ass. Everyone laughs. I turn to Zayn who hides behind Liam as he realises he has hit my ass a bit too hard. I frown, but then join in laughter.

"There'll be Zayn's hand now." Liam laughs. The bell rings. We all go to the school. Everyone is looking at us. I say bye to Liam and Zayn and go to my class. Oh shit, we have second and third lesson sports. I took my shorts and Zayn slapped my ass. Fuck.

   The first lesson is biology. Exactly what I like. I write down every single little thing that teacher says. The teacher likes me and I'm happy since I've always liked biology.

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