Secret (1969)

Chapter 12

I'm staring at half-naked and surprised Zayn with my mouth open. Drops are trickling from his wet hair down on his chest and making way to his towel and then dissapearing through it. It's for the first time that I'm seeing half-naked man so near to me. The thought, that he's not wearing underwear and the towel, wrapped around his waist, may fall any time, fastens my hartbeat. Zayn hems and I get my eyes off his perfect body and look up at him with bright red cheeks.

"Shut your mouth." He smiles playfully. I shut my mouth at once and look at him with widen eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him confused.

"What are you doing here?!" He returns me a question and walks down the stairs.

"I-I'm Niall's classmate." He comes closer. I tilt my head, don't know where to look. I can't stop looking at his perfect naked body, which is covered in too many tattoos, that makes him more attractive. I turn with no words into the living room to take my cardigan, I'm going home. I don't want to be under one ceiling with Zayn. I forget about my bag, which is in Niall's room. I'm so interested what is he doing here, but the desire of not being near him is so strong that I don't wanna talk to him or wait for Niall to ask about it. I'll talk about this tomorrow, if I don't get shy.

When I turn around, I nearly die by fright and put my hand against my chest. "Where are going Belle?" He stands right in front of me and laughs at my reaction. Our bodies are so near to each other.

Suddenly I hear something wrong, he's just called me a nickname? 

"Just Annabelle!" I correct him with anger and walk by him. I don't want anyone to call me a nickname, anymore. 

"Okay, Belle." He looks at me with smirk on his face. I roll my eyes at his expression, I'm sure he will call me 'Belle' more often to irritate me. 

"Okay, Zen!" I try to shorten his name but fail. Maybe 'Zayn' is shortened name.

"It's Zayn and my name isn't shortening." He rolls his eyes.

"Okay Zen!" 

"It's Zayn, Belle!"

"My name's Annabelle!" I shout and this makes him laugh more. "Good-bye!" I turn to the door and when I'm about to open it, it opens itself and Niall comes in. 

"Where are you going?" He asks me confused and smile fades from his face.

"Home." 

"Why?" He comes in with frown and shuts the door. It's not necessary to answer him when he sees Zayn in the hall. "God!" He whisperes with anger. "Zayn could you show us honour and get dressed?" Niall grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen. 

"Why? I feel well like this." He shouts from other side and Niall rolles his eyes.

"For god's sake Zayn!" He shouts back with irritation and looks at me. The laugh is heard from the other room, that makes Niall smile "Sorry for him, did he offence you?"

"No.. It was just awkward." I sit shyly on the chair and tilt head. 

"Don't pay attention okay? He's somehow habitual but I can say he's not a bad person." He smiles friendly. How does he know so much about him? I want to ask him but I'm so shy that I can't.

When we make pop-corn, we take it into the living room with two cups of juice. I put everything  nicely on the table, Niall turns on TV and we sit down next to each other on the sofa. 

"I'd never imagine you would bring a girl in the house." Says Zayn at once as he comes into the room. I choke on my drink and start coughing as I hear what he says. He laughs at me. When I respite, I look at Niall, whose face is red like a crab and is staring at Zayn with murderer glance.