Tiffany's POV

The only thing I could think of doing was pretending not to hear.

I walked faster down the corridor, trying to act as if I hadn’t heard my boyfriend.

Just as I thought I had gotten far enough away to turn the corner and run, two big hands wrapped around my waist.

Fuck…

“Baby, couldn’t you hear me?” He whispered in my ear then kissed my hair.

I laughed nervously. “Nope.”

He spun me around and when I saw his face I knew what I had to do.

You can do this Tiffany. Acting isn’t even hard. Everyone can do it. And, it’s not even lying. It’s acting.

Yes. Acting. Not lying.

I leant in to kiss him, but he pulled away just as our lips touched.

“Are you ok?” He asked, lifting up my hand.

I looked down at it. It was shaking like mother fucking Shakespeare.

I pulled my hand away.

“I don’t even know what that’s about.” I drew a confused expression.

I turned so we could walk next to each other.

He slipped his hand in mine. “So, what do you wanna do?” He asked.

“I’m not sure. But let’s go outside, it’s a bit hot.” I lied.

“It’s freezing!” He laughed.

“Yeah, but I’ve been practicing my dance routine, so I’m sweaty.” I complained.

Every lie that I told, it became easier.

It became so easy, that it didn’t feel wrong after a while.

Steph's POV

Harry was on top of me now, and we couldn't stop kissing. We'd already ripped each others clothes off.

"Are oyu sure you wanna do this?" He panted.

I nodded furiously.

With that, he slipped inside me, and I moaned as he started to thrust.

Liam's POV

We’d been walking along the gravel road for a little time now, talking about the Californian coast and how we’d go there one day.

I noticed her look down at my watch while I explained to her that the water on the Cali coast was always warm and how when I was there when I was little; I was scared of it because it was warm, and I thought it was wee.

“Liam, curfew is in half an hour.” She looked up at me, interrupting my story.

“Oh, that’s a shame.” I stopped and lifted our hands up, and twiddled my fingers around in hers. I did it so she could see.

“I bet Zayn would never be as good a boyfriend as me.” I laughed.

Her eyes widened.

“Tiff?” I asked, snapping her from a thought.

She shut her eyes and shook her head quickly.

“Sorry what?”

“I’m better than Zayn.” I snickered.

She giggled anxiously.

“What?” I looked down at her.

Without a word, she kissed me slowly and bit my lip as she pulled out.

“Time to get me to bed baby.” She giggled as I looked in the eyes.

“Damn girl.” I breathed, hoping she didn't notice my pants rise.

I held her hand tight as we walked back down the gravel road, into the dorm building, and down the corridor until we reached her door.

“Well, I gotta go.” She said, leaning against the door. “Get back to your dorm safely.”

“Yeah.” I uttered, than kissed her again eagerly.

She pulled away sooner than I was expecting.

I leant forward; lips pucked.

“Night babe.” She smiled and slipped into her dorm.

I smiled and started for my dorm.

I have the best girlfriend ever.

Tifany's POV

When the door shut, I sighed, relieved that I’d pulled it off.

I walked around the corner and into where Steph and I’s bed sat.

Steph was slumped out on the bed, sleeping.

I tip-toed over to my bed, kicked my shoes off and crawled under the covers.

I didn’t give a shit that I was still in my casual clothes; I just wanted to get away.

I think Zayn’s badass-ness has rubbed off on me… Did I really just pull that off? Did I really just lie to Liam and act as if nothing happened?

I smiled to myself.

I can be like Zayn…

I wasn’t innocent now. Zayn’s kiss had done something to me. Then, for the first time in my life I thought devilishly… Badly.

I can be Zayn’s girl.

Notes

who do you guys ship, Ziffany or Tiam? ;)