Mine (Book-1)

~Chapter 40~

3rd person's P.O.V

The two days before the official ice skating hang out went faster than expected.

Tori went out of her way to solve the mystery going by the name of "Ian Fucking Russell" which required her to be closer to the mystery. As the saying goes, to crack the case you gotta be closer to the case. On second thought, pretty sure there are no sayings like that.

While Tori went on her almost innocent mission. The poison placed in Zayn's mind by a venomous snake, Betty, continued to spread and take over all his senses.

As much as Zayn trusted Tori, he couldn't help but observe. Observe the way Tori was checking her phone time to time, how she talked high of Ian if the topic ever came up, how she was 'just hanging out with Ian' pretty often and how Ian would throw in a flirty comment every chance he got.

Whereas Ian on the other hand was the happiest he's ever been. Other than the continuous pressure that comes along with being the principal's son or the pressure that his father pressed upon him for better grades he found his escape following Tori around town.

It bewildered him how she knew the town like the back of her hand, and how close she was with her friends. Ian felt like he was a part of an actual loving group with Fred, Harper, Alex and the rest, more than he felt with Betty and the others.

Fred and Hayden were looking forward to ice skating, mostly Hayden as Fred confessed how bad he actually is when it comes to trying to survive on ice with blades. Whereas Hayden picked ice skating as his extra curriculum as a child.

Fred felt embarrassed about his lack of knowledge on the subject that plays a big part in his boyfriend's life, but decided not to say anything.

Tori's P.OV

The light shuffling beside me wakes me up. I open my eyes to see a half-awake Zayn smiling sheepishly at me.

"Sorry I woke you up." He whispers, kissing me on the lips softly.

"Morning breath, sorry." I say, smiling back.

"It's okay." He replies, getting away from my bed to the bathroom.

Zayn decided to sleepover at my place, we didn't do anything but things did get a little steamy.

I hop out of the bed and start to make my bed. As soon as Zayn comes out of the bathroom wearing nothing, but with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Subconsciously, my eyes start to analyze his bare body from his toe to head. Finally resting on his face, when he shoots me a toothy grin.

"Like what you see?" Zayn smirks.

"Nothing I haven't seen before." I wink at him, leaving him alone in ny bedroom while I go in the bathroom.

I wash my hair with my lavender shampoo and use conditioner for the special occasion, aka the day of survival on ice.

I walk out to see Zayn fully dressed on the bed on his phone, I walk to my speaker and put on a playlist.

Walking to my closet I have no idea what to wear, I pick up my phone to call Harper, and it starts to ring. I read Harper's name popping up on the screen with her ugliest picture.

"I was gonna call you, like just now." I say, receiving the call.

"Nice to know you even think of me. You shouldn't thought, specially when you're with Zayn, ew that's weird-" Harper starts to babble.

"You're babbling." I cut her off.

"Anyways," She starts, "What're you wearing to the survival on ice with blades that could cut you in half?"