Tiffan'y POV

We hit the water with a huge splash.
I went so deep into the water it took me at least a minute to reach the surface.
When I came up, Zayn was already there, waiting for me.

“Wasn’t that fun?” he laughed.

“HELL YEAH!”

It fell silent for a moment, and Zayn swam over to me. I could feel my heart racing as he slipped his hand around my waist.

“You’re so great.” He whispered as he kissed my neck.

I put my head back in pleasure.

“I want you.” He whispered as his hands traced lower down my stomach.

I didn’t feel comfortable, but it felt good.

“Zayn…” I tried, but he kept going, until he reached my bottoms.

I had no idea, what to do, so I grabbed his crotch.

He let out a moan, but let go of my bottoms.
He had his eyes closed, but mine were open.

Was I really about to do this?

“Come on Tiff.” Zayn asked, impatient but wanting.

I slowly rubbed his crotch and I could feel his pants rising.

Zayn's POV

It felt so good, I was holding in my moans.

She rubbed more, and I grabbed her ass.

She flinched a little, so I leant in to kiss her.

Bliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
Bliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!

For fucks sake, really? I thought I was gonna get some action, but all I'll be getting is a phonecall...

Tiffany's POV

Zayn stopped. “Now? Really!?” He said, and let my hand fall into the water.

I followed Zayn out of the water and over to the towels.
Zayn picked up his phone and answered it.

“Hello?” He asked impatiently.

I could hear the voice on the other end. “You’re lucky, Niall and I covered for ya.” It was Harry.

“Thanks mate.” After a few more muffled words on the other end, Zayn’s smiled faded. “Holy shit it’s nearly 5?! I gotta go, I’ll catcha mate.”

I looked up at Zayn, leaning over with little water droplets dripping off his face, as he hung up the phone to look at me.

“I don’t care.” I smirked.

“But curfew is in 3 hours...”

“And?”

He winked at me. “Rubbing off on you, am I?”

“More like I’m rubbing… You.”

Zayn grinned and came closer to me; put his hand on my ass and giving it a squeeze before kissing my lips, but he pulled away.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Look, I don’t want to get you in trouble.”
“Zayn, don’t be stupid, an hour or so more won’t hurt.” As sat down on a firm rock, and he plonked himself next to me, the towel around his shoulders.

He slowly put his hand in mine.
“Where is this going? I mean, I want to be with you Tiff.”

I sighed heavily. “What about Liam…? I can’t believe I’m doing this in the first place, this is so not me.” I looked up at him. “But I can’t ignore my feelings for you.”

He smiled slightly and looked at the ground.

“It’s your choice.”

“What is?” I looked at him.

“Who you pick.”

“So you’re making me pick?”

“Well, you got yourself here. You can’t date both of us forever.”

I dropped his hand. “What are you saying?”

“It’s him or me, Tiff.”

I stood up. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re doing this!”

“Doing what? Solving your problems for you?”

I scoffed. “Pft, that’s far from what you’re doing. You’re the one causing the problem!”

“Is that what you think?!” I yelled.

“That’s what I think, yes!” I yelled back at him.

He grabbed his towel and sneered, walking away.

“Where are you going?” I put my hand on my hip.

“Home.”

“And what about me?! Are you just gonna leave me here?”

“Tiffany, I really like you. I want to be with you, but you won’t let me in.” He said, still walking away from me.

“I like you too Zayn, but I have Liam. What am I meant to do?”

He turned around. “Obviously, you’re meant to pick. That’s what you should have done from day one, and you still haven’t. Which means, you still love him.”

He turned and kept walking.

“I’ve known him WAY longer than I’ve known you.” I yelled after him.

“Well, get him to get you then.” He yelled back, his hands in the air, his head hanging; showing defeat. I couldn’t swallow my pride to go after him, so I huffed and sat back down.

"I will! He'll come get me, your pathetic!"

Zayn's POV

Walking away from Tiffany was the hardest thing I could ever do.

I wasn't going to leave her, but when she said what she did, I couldn't swallow my pride and turn around.

I climbed into my car and put my head on the steering wheel.

I actually like her a lot, I'm sick of playing that bad guy, but that's all I know.

But, I really did want that handjob...

Way to ruin a good handjob… I rolled my eyes at the thought.

I lifted my head up, took a deep breath, and started my car.

Tiffany's POV

I flittered for my phone, and angrily typed in Liam’s number. It was a relief to hear his voice.
“Tiffany? Where are you?!”

“Liam!” I gushed. “Please come get me! I’m stranded out here. I need someone to come get me, I don’t know where I am and it’s getting dark. And I’m cold.” I couldn’t help but sob. But weirdly enough, not for Liam… I didn’t want to fight with Zayn; I really had grown feelings for him. Seeing him walk away like that hurt.

“Tiffany what’s going on? Where are you?” The worry in Liam’s voice made me truly realise I was still with him.

“I’m at some waterfall.” I felt so stupid.

“Waterfall?”

“It’s hard to explain.” I said, ashamed.

“I’m going to the lab to GPS track your phone. Just stay there… I’m on my way.”

“Liam?” I asked before he could hang up.

“What?” I could tell he stopped in his tracks.

“I love you… No matter what.”

I could hear him smile through the phone. “I love you too Tiff.”

Notes

sorry it took me so long to uodate, I've had my exams :/