Aboard England

How To Play: The Mica Game. |MICA|

The day flew by fast, It was just me and Amelia at home now, Kisle who had After school Soccer practice must have been hating her first day. It probably sucked having "Football," as a class and then having to go to it after school as well. At lunch she started to tell me how Louis approached her in the locker rooms, but she didn't get to finish do to all the Attention that our table was getting, guess ill have to wait till she gets home to hear the rest. "Shit !" I sighed as i got undressed from my uniform, "I had work tonight." My work schedule, worked around my school schedule, since i was a student and it was only part time, but I had it every other Monday from 6:30 to 8:30. The worst shift in my opinion. . . Only because- One Direction recorded on Mondays.

I walked into the Building of syco records, it was the usual, people rushing around, talking, and writing. I sat behind the receptionist desk, hoping Zayn and the guys had left, or I would get to leave before they noticed i was here. But without luck, Blondie lounged on my desk, with his hand stuck in a jar of pringles. "Hows it going Mica," His thick irish accent pouring out, fluently. I gave him a quick smile, "Great," I said, staring down at some unfamiliar papers. "Niall, C'mon were bout to st-" Zayn said, coming out of the elevator, before he noticed I was sitting there. Our eyes locked, leaving Niall standing there confused. Think quick mica, Think quick! To my Luck the phone rang, "Syco Records, How may I help you," I said removing my eyes from Zayn. Niall got into the elevator, Zayn told him to go on, he walked over to my desk as the elevator doors closed. He rested his arms down, before letting out a sigh, "Yes , Ma'am, Sure, Ill let him Know," I said into the phone, i felt to uncomfortable with him right there. He rung the bell, "Of course, " I said into the phone, as another ring came from the bell, and then another and few more. "Stop it Dammit !" I said as i moved the bell from his reach, he smiled, liking that he had got to me. "Rude," The lady on the other end said as she Hung up. I put down the phone. "How may i help you," I said in the most professionalised voice.

"Im sorry," Zayn said under his breath. I gave him a dirty look, "For what?" I said nonchalantly. 7:29, I kept checking the clock for the time. "Mica-" His stubbled lips curled as I interupted him, "Zayn, you dont need to be sorry." I said dryly, giving him the OK to leave. I may have still liked Zayn, but i did still have my pride. . and if he thought id come crawling back. Well hes got another thing coming.

"That was easy." He said, " Wait. Your just going to be over it, . . just like that," He said sort of confused. I nodded my head yes. "THEE MICA, HAS JUST BRUSHED A CONFLICT OFF HER SHOULDER, WITH OUT ANY TYPE OF PAYBACK! WHATTTT?!" He said as he smiled. i was smiling on the inside, because he might have thought it was over. . . but Nope- I was still mica, and PAYBACK. That was my SPECIALTY.

I looked down at my watch, 7:50. Zayn was up stairs,and time was going by so slow. But soon, all the boys were back at my desk. . Except Louis, who i guessed was probably coaching still. "Can I come over tonight, " Liam lent on my desk. I gave him a confused look, "She has school tomorrow." I said, sounding like a mother and I hated it. "I know, itll be quick, though, i just need to see her!" Liams eyes were like puppy dog eyes, I could see his heart beat through them whenever he said Amelia's name. "Guess, ill go home with you too, beautiful," Niall put his arm around my shoulder. Zayn shot him a look, Niall reluctantly moved his arm. Harry tapped on the bell, making a beat, Getting everyone Hype.

Soon Liam was beat boxen, and Zayn was rappin,Niall was doing . . what looked like some type of Irish Jig! I sat there in amazement, this was how people fell in love with them so easily, they were all so Care-free. Things were getting out of hand when some how the whole Phone landed in the floor, "Im so sorry!" Harry was so clumsy. the "1. 4. 9. and 0" had fallen off the key pad of the phone. "Really harry !" I said as he picked it up and placed it back on my desk. He tried his best to stick the numbers in the right spot, "the 0 in the 1 spot, and the 9 in the 4 spot." "Its a good thing your pretty, style." I said Shaking my head! But before I could continue on, Harry spit out something smart. . I couldn't precess, He was obviously showing off his Smarts! I couldn't help but notice Zayn, eye balling me the whole time. With these boys- time flew fast and it was 8:30. "Ill take you home," Liam said, pulling his car keys out of his pocket.

"NO. I will," Zayn said, stepping in front of him. I opened and closed my mouth, not sure what to say.

"Im still going to see Amelia, " Liam said as he hopped into his range rover. I slid into the passenger seat of Zayns car, this was so awkward. The ride home, was quite. "Talk to me." Zayn said in sort of a beg. I turned the dial on his radio up, "I thought you were over it, mica." He said a little louder. "Well I'm not, OK. I lied." I said crossing my arms over my seat belt. Zayn let out a deep breath. "Mica,. . .Mica, Mica!" he shook his head, before letting out a frustrated laugh. "What," I said flatly. "Everythigns a game, isnt it!" He said as he pulled in front of the house. "With me, it is. " I said as I unbuckled my seat belt. Liam pulled in behind us, gettnig out and just walking into my house. "It shouldnt be that way, its not always about winnig," Zayn said unbuckling his seat belt as well. "Its about whos better," I said as I lent over and pressed my lips to Zayn, we hadnt kissed in forever, and I was going to make sure I made him rember this. His toung lapped my bottome lips, asking to slide into my mouth, i let him. Our tounges slid side by side each other, and as i felt him pick up the pace I pulled away smiling. "I bet she doesnt kiss as good as me," I said as I opened the door and hopped out. He got out of the car, following me to the doorstep, He took my hips, pulling me into him for another kiss, I moved my head to the side, stopping his lips from attaching mine. "Go Home Zayn, " I Whispered into his ear as I kissed the spot underneath. He looked so shocked and confused, Thats how i played my games. . . Give a little, then take it all back, then give a little more. I walked into my house, shutting the door behind me, leaving him standing there.

"Works eveytime," I smiled as I strode up the steps, Kisle still wasnt home.