The Love Project -Completed-

Chapter twelve

Kaitlyn's P.O.V

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"Awhh.." Everyone said, watching me and Zayn kiss. I didn't care.I was telling the truth. I have everything I could ever want in life. We just ignored them, and continued kissing. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he stood up, and I stood up with him. STILL kissing, I pushed him against the side of the house, still kissing him. 

I felt a poke on my arm. When I looked down, guess who I saw, ruining the moment.

"What Cammie?" I asked her.

"Mine." She said, and grabbed Zayn's arm.

"Honey? Cammie? Can I just be with my girlfriend for one minute? I promise I will talk to you... Later." Zayn pleaded getting his arm free.

"Fine. Five minutes." Cammie demanded. For an eleven year old, she is very demanding. She stomped off, to go mess with Louis and Jacki. Niall, Harry, and Liam, got Cammie, not trying to mess up Louis and Jacki's moment. Good.

"Where were we?" I asked, leaning back in to kiss Zayn. He deepened the kiss, allowing my tongue to explore his mouth. When we were both out of breath, I lean back on the wall next to him.

"I love you Zayn." I whisper in the moonlight. Light snow begins to fall again.

"I love you too Kaitlyn." He whispered back. I smiled thinking of how amazing life is.

"HONK." Paul honked the horn, ruining my day dream.

"Come on! It is 4:00! I fell asleep! Lets go!" He yelled.

"Coming! Harry yelled. He gave Cammie a quick hug, so did Liam and Niall. Jacki gave Louis one last kiss and he walked away. Cammie and Jacki went inside. And Jordan went inside right before we all lie down, when we saw the shooting star. That left me and Zayn outside alone.

"Bye babe." Zayn whispered.

"Bye. I love you." I whispered back.

"I love you too." He whispered. Zayn and I had one last, deep, sensational, amazing, perfect kiss. That leaves me with goose bumps. That kiss send shivers down my spine. It was like no other. I let go of Zayn's hand, and went inside. I could hear my mom talking to Cammie in the kitchen. I shouldn't be snooping, but I know if I go in there, they will stop talking.

"Cammie. I know you will miss them, but I think it is for the best, really darling. It is." My mom told Cammie.

"No. Please.. I don't want to leave my mom and dad. I love them." Cammie replied, her voice trying to stay strong. She is a strong girl. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't cry.

"Cam. You have no choice," My mom replied, trying to keep her voice calm.

"I DON'T HAVE TO LEAVE THEM! I DON'T WANNA MOVE HERE! I LOVE THEM." Cammie screamed.

"Shh.... Cammie. You will be alright. I promise. You will feel just at home here. We are getting your stuff tomorrow, and making the guest room your room. You will be fine, now go on up to bed." My mom said. I swear I heard Cammie sniffle. She really does love them. She really cares. I'm happy my favorite cousin is moving in, I just feel bad. For her, for what she is going through. I scattered off to my room, before Cammie saw me. I heard a door slam, most likely being Cammie, slamming either the bathroom door, or the guest room door.

Either way, I'm going to talk to her, and I don't have to worry about Jacki coming, because she is dead asleep on my bed. When I walked into the guest room, Cammie was laying face down on the bed crying. I know she heard me, but she didn't bother to look up.

"Cammie?" I whispered.

"What?" She snapped quietly. I walked over to her, and sat down on the bed. I played with her tangled wet hair in one hand, and stroked her back with the other.

"I heard...Your going to like it here. I know you will." I whispered, untangling her hair.

"I know.. But it is bad enough I never got to see my parents before, now I will never see them." She said through sobs.

"You get to see one direction a lot." I said smiling, and getting the last tangle out of her hair. She giggled, and sat up. Her eyes were really puffy and red.

"Yeah... I just love my parents so much." She whispered. She started rubbing her fingers down the bed, on the furry sheet.

"Haha. I love you Cam, so you don't want to live with me?" I asked her.

"I do, really. But you will be gone soon. Off to college. Moved out, have a job... Something. And I will be left behind. Again. Just like my parents." She said, starting to cry again. Her hair was untangled now, but it was still wet. I put her hair in a braid, then stopped playing with her hair,

"I will always visit, and you can visit me. I wont leave you behind. Don't cry, hun.. It will all be alright." I said, patting the bed and standing up.