Tiffany's POV

I walked down the corridor after physics.

Thank God it’s the end of the day.

Walking down the hall, I tried to go over what had just happened.

Zayn kissed me… And I think I kissed him back.

The feeling of his soft, dark hair running through my fingers and on my palms made me sweat.

I could feel his tongue touching the side of my cheeks, his crotch grinding on mine.

I swished my own tongue around my mouth, trying to make the feeling go away.

Just thinking of Zayn made me sweat, let alone making out with him and grinding against a door.

I could feel my face getting hot and I knew my cheeks were probably a dark shade of red now.

I touched them. Felt the heat of them jolt through my hands.

“HEY!” A familiar voice behind me interrupted my thoughts.

Why you walking so fast?” I was relieved when I saw Steph as she caught up to me.

I looked at her.

“What the hell happened?” She stared at my red face.

Ok, maybe this isn’t a good thing that Steph caught up to me after all.

“Oh god Steph, Sometimes I hate how you can read my like a bloody book.”

Steph's POV

Tiffany stopped. I stopped a bit ahead of her and turned around slowly.

“What’s going on Tiff…?” I asked nervously.

I couldn't read her face, but I knew she'd just done something she wasn't supposed to do.

“What did you do?” I slowly walked towards her.

“Just drop it. I have to go.” She said and walked off swiftly, leaving me standing there; dumbfounded.

As I watched her disappear around a corner, I heard a voice behind me.

Harry's POV

I saw Steph, standing there alone.

Here's my opportunity. "Hey!"

She turned around quickly.

"Harry!" She gushed, going slightly red.

I embraced her. "I've missed ya."

She giggled and leant up to me. "Me too."

Tiffany's POV

Back in the dorm, I was laying on my bed reading ‘Teen Vogue’ when Steph walked in.

I was surprised to see she’d bought someone back to the dorm.

“Hey.” Harry said to me as he entered the room behind Steph.

“You’re not meant to be here Harry.” I said, without looking up from my magazine.

“Geez.” He replied, putting his hands up in defence.

“Tiff… shut it.” Steph gave me a stern look and lead Harry to her bed.

They sat down and started giggling. Then, all of the sudden they were making out. Yep, right in front of me. I waved my hands around in the air.

“Steph?” I must have said 12 times.

“URRRGGGGHHH.” I got up over dramatically after she didn’t answer me, and literally stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind me.

I walked down the corridor, pondering on what to do.

I looked down at my watch.

5pm.

Three more hours until curfew. So, probably three more hours of god knows what Steph and Harry are doing in the dorm. So, three hours of being alone.

It wasn’t bad actually. I mean, it could be worse. I could run into Zayn…

Or worse.

“BABE.” Liam’s voice rung through the air.

My heart stopped.

Notes

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