Zayn's POV
I came up and took a deep breath.

“Holy fuck that was amazing!” I yelled as I swam towards Tiff.

Underwater, I grabbed her hands. “You’re doing this with me.”

She paused for a moment.

“What?! Are you insane?!” she shouted.

All I did was laugh. “Where’s the trust?”

She took a deep breath. “I’m going to regret this.”

“Yeah baby!” I yelled as she swam infront of me.

Tiffany's POV

As I climbed up the rock, I could hear Zayn behind me.

But as I went to put my hand up and climb a little higher, I realised there was nowhere to put it.

“Uh… Zayn?” I asked.

“What’s up?”

“I can’t. I can’t go any higher. I’m stuck.” I said panicky.

“Babe your fine.” He said soothingly.

“I’m serious.” I breathed.

“Don’t panic.” Zayn said, breathing slightly faster. “Just look around for any ledges.”

I nodded and reached my hand up onto a small ledge. As I began to pull myself up, my hand started to hurt. I pulled it make and realised the ledges was digging into me, causing me to bleed.

“Ouch!” I said, looking at my draining hand.

“What?” Zayn asked, concern in his voice.

“My hand… It’s bleeding.”

I could hear Zayn, climbing up next to me.

He grabbed my hand, whipped all the blood off on his board shorts, and kissed my hand.

After winking at me, he placed it on a rocky ledge.

“Here. I’ve got you.”

I heaved myself up bravely, but felt Zayn put his hand on my ass.

I flinched a little at his touch.

“Just making sure your safe.” He giggled as I pulled myself up.

Soon enough, we had reached the top.

I looked down at the water below.

“There’s a pool just behind us, let’s just go in there.” I said as I started to shake my head.

“You’ll be fine!” Zayn said as he grabbed me hand.

“On the count of three.”

“One”

I clung onto Zayn’s hand.

“Two”

I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Th-“

“WAIT.” I yelled.

“What is it?” Zayn looked at me.

I looked at him for a bit, then, without a second thought, I grabbed his face and kissed him.
He slowly placed his hand on my cheek as the kiss dragged on into a make out session.
When we were finished, he pulled back.

“Whoa.” He said, startled.

“THREE.” I yelled, and jumped off the cliff, Zayn’s hand firmly in mine.

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