Never to Close
Chelsea and Zayn
(Chelsea's Point of View)
Zayn and I are making out on the couch at the party. What can I say? That dude is freakin' HOT! But there is some other dude there staring at me, that little creeper better watch where his eyes are pointing. "Chelsea, everyone is looking, wouldn't you rather go somewhere more private?" Zayn asks. "Where do you have in mind?" I ask. "Maybe my place, we'll be alone." He says. I like where this is going. "Let's go." I say. Zayn and I walk out the party and we go to his house. His house was huge and beautiful on the inside, it was way nicer than my apartment that I have to share with Kate and Olivia. Zayn backs me up into the wall and starts to kiss me hard, he wraps his arms around my waste.. I unzip my dress as he takes his shirt off. I don't care if we just met, I love this man. We back up until we hit the couch, then we fall backward onto the couch, Zayn lands on top of me, our lips never parting. I kick off my shoes, but before we could get any further there's a knock at the door.
"If that's my lame ass room mates I'm gonna beat their asses." I said angrily. Zayn gets up and answers the door, that creepy green eyes dude walks in, I grab a blanket off the back of the couch and cover myself. "Harry, what the hell are you doing here?" Zayn asks. "Wait, you know this kid?" I ask, shocked. "Yeah he's my band mate. Now, Harry, why the bloody hell are you here?" Zayn asks again. "I can't let you have her." He says. "What?" I say in shock. "I love that girl, it was just love at first sight, I need you." He says. "Well too bad, I'm with Zayn. Now can you please leave? We were a little busy. Harry looks at Zayn and I back and forth, this embarressed expression comes across his face. Then it changes, he looks mad. "No. No! I am not gonna bloody leave, I love you and I want you!" I shouts. "You don't know me at all, how can you love someone you never met?" I yell back. Zayn shoots Harry an evil eye.
"C'mon, Harry, leave us alone, would you?" Zayn says politely. "I love her." He insists. Zayn picks Harry up and basically shoves him out the door, I was amazed at Zayn's strength. Harry stood outside the door for a while, but eventually he just gave up and left. "I'm so sorry about that, Chelsea." Zayn apologizes. "Your friends are creeps." I say as I get up off the couch and go get my dress off the floor. "What are you doing?" He asks. "Leaving." I answer. "Why?" "Because I am angry and want to go home. I put on my dress and shoes, call a taxi, and go home.
Zayn and I are making out on the couch at the party. What can I say? That dude is freakin' HOT! But there is some other dude there staring at me, that little creeper better watch where his eyes are pointing. "Chelsea, everyone is looking, wouldn't you rather go somewhere more private?" Zayn asks. "Where do you have in mind?" I ask. "Maybe my place, we'll be alone." He says. I like where this is going. "Let's go." I say. Zayn and I walk out the party and we go to his house. His house was huge and beautiful on the inside, it was way nicer than my apartment that I have to share with Kate and Olivia. Zayn backs me up into the wall and starts to kiss me hard, he wraps his arms around my waste.. I unzip my dress as he takes his shirt off. I don't care if we just met, I love this man. We back up until we hit the couch, then we fall backward onto the couch, Zayn lands on top of me, our lips never parting. I kick off my shoes, but before we could get any further there's a knock at the door.
"If that's my lame ass room mates I'm gonna beat their asses." I said angrily. Zayn gets up and answers the door, that creepy green eyes dude walks in, I grab a blanket off the back of the couch and cover myself. "Harry, what the hell are you doing here?" Zayn asks. "Wait, you know this kid?" I ask, shocked. "Yeah he's my band mate. Now, Harry, why the bloody hell are you here?" Zayn asks again. "I can't let you have her." He says. "What?" I say in shock. "I love that girl, it was just love at first sight, I need you." He says. "Well too bad, I'm with Zayn. Now can you please leave? We were a little busy. Harry looks at Zayn and I back and forth, this embarressed expression comes across his face. Then it changes, he looks mad. "No. No! I am not gonna bloody leave, I love you and I want you!" I shouts. "You don't know me at all, how can you love someone you never met?" I yell back. Zayn shoots Harry an evil eye.
"C'mon, Harry, leave us alone, would you?" Zayn says politely. "I love her." He insists. Zayn picks Harry up and basically shoves him out the door, I was amazed at Zayn's strength. Harry stood outside the door for a while, but eventually he just gave up and left. "I'm so sorry about that, Chelsea." Zayn apologizes. "Your friends are creeps." I say as I get up off the couch and go get my dress off the floor. "What are you doing?" He asks. "Leaving." I answer. "Why?" "Because I am angry and want to go home. I put on my dress and shoes, call a taxi, and go home.
Ok :)
11/18/13