Best Friends

Fun Times

KateLynn's POV:

It's been a couple of months since the whole break up/make up thing. Zayn and I are amazing together. We've already said 'I love you' to each other. Everything is absolutely perfect, even more than that actually. It's Christmas Time!

I love Christmas, but not because of presents or anything like that. I simply like it because of all the pretty lights. The whole town looks stunning. The courthouse has been decorated to perfection, little kids from Elementary school have placed their ornaments on all the little trees around the square. The houses are covered in lights and Christmas trees can be seen in the windows. It's cold out, but warm and toasty inside. Everyone sits around the fires and drinks Hot Chocolate. There's less homework and more fun free time for us Seniors. Life is amazing right now!

"You ready?" Asks Zayn. I smile and nod my head. We're going shopping for Maggie, and basically all of my friends. Zayn is so sweet; when I complained about not knowing what to get everyone, he offered to come with me and help.

Three hours later and his will to shop had vanished. He started complaining that he was hungry and tired. Sighing, I said,"Alright. I guess I can do the rest with Maggie, knowing her she hasn't started." He laughed and grabbed the bags I had been carrying. We went out to my Mitsubishi and he put the bags in the trunk. I climbed into the passenger seat and waited for him to enter the car. He did but he didn't start the car, like I wanted him to. He leaned over and kissed me. I was so beyond addicted to his kisses. They were sweet but rough at the same time. He pulled away all too quickly and I sighed and pouted. He laughed an took my hand as he started out of the parking lot.  

"Just wait 'till we get home..." He trailed off and even without looking at him, I knew he was smirking.  That boy... I thought to my self as he drove us to get lunch.

Sure enough, the minute we walked through the door, Zayn's mouth was on mine. He threw down the bags and walked backwards so that he fell on the bed. He pulled me on top of him and continued to kiss down my neck. He found my sweet spot and starting sucking. Glad school's out tomorrow...I think as he finishes up his marking. When he pulled away, he looked into my eyes and whispered, "You're mine. And I want everyone to know that." I smiled and snuggled into his side as he turned on the television. We watched Hallmark Christmas Movies for hours on end. Finally Zayn decided that he couldn't take it anymore and got up to cook us dinner. Yeah, that's right, my man can cook.

     My parents were on a business trip and it was actually their idea for Zayn to stay with me. In another room, of course. I couldn't help but think about Carmen at our grandparents house. She loves it there, but I know that she loves Zayn too. That's the thing with my family, everyone knows and loves Zayn already. My parents already treat him like a son, Carmen goofs off with him, and my grandparents absolutely adore him. Zayn loves them too, he would do anything for anyone in my family. I just wish I could do the same for him.

   Zayn has been in and out of foster care since he was six. His dad left and his mom couldn't afford to take care of another kid. Zayn was passed from home to home for years. Finally, his long lost aunt found him. She brought him here, to Atlanta, for a better life. He told me all of this on his own. We were just walking home one day and he stopped when he saw this little boy. He shook his head at me when I tried to ask him what he was doing. He walked over to the boy and said something to him. Next thing I know, the little boy threw his arms around Zayn's neck shouting "Zayn!" over and over again. He gave the little boy something from his backpack and then pointed at me. I waved at the little boy who was looking at me with interest. He slowly nodded his head at Zayn and then he hugged him one last time. A little while after we had left the boy, Zayn spoke. "Kyle,  Ky really. My brother." I turned to him, shock clearly visible on my face. "What do you mean, "Your brother?" I asked him. He then told me his story.

    We still see Ky every once in a while. I know it makes Zayn happy, which makes me happy. I smile as I feel his arm wrap around me and his chin on my shoulder. "Dinner's ready." tells me. I turned my head and kiss him before following him to the dinning room. This Christmas is going to be great.