summers everything

My entry for the One direction competition!

"I'm grace, I'm a small, crazy, thrill seeking, raven haired girl. The first too get invited to party's, the first to get asked out by boys. I always get what I want, clothes, phones, friends, boys... I know I'm beautiful and so does every one else, but when confronted with two boys I need to decide,not what I want, but what I need."

Grace is going on holiday with her friends too see one Direction at a festival, she sets her standards higher than ever before, and she has to realise... you don't always get what you want, but some times... you get what you need.



6. Just us...

Once the two of them were gone, Zayn refused to let me go back to sleep, "So princess, feeling any better," He smiled confidently.

"I would feel even better if you passed me that brush," I couldn't be bothered to flirt but Zayn didn't give up, 

"Come and get it," He taunted. 

I gave up, "Make me," I remembered how boring it was yesterday, may be this was the beginning of some thing. All of a sudden I was extremely self conscious about the way he was looking at me greedily, at the same time giving away nothing. I must have looked horrible. But there he was, absoluteness perfect, and for the first time I noticed how yummy he looked. He was wearing chinos and a t-shirt that showed of his tan skin and muscled arms. What was I talking about, I was not shy! And this was going to be fun.

I was fully awake now and was less grumpy. A name tried to edge it's way into my mind... Tom, I promptly shoved it back out, It was completely innocent. I had no need to be guilty! No, even if i was attracted to him... so was the whole of the female population!

Zayn was obviously enjoying the attention, "Make you?" His smile was blinding, obviously one he practised in the mirror, no one smiled naturally like that. He was on his hands and knees, as there was no way he could stand up in our tiny tent, and he was crawling towards me. I had no idea what he was going to do and I loved the excitement. 

He leaned his gorgeous face an inch away from mine, his hand caressed my cheek. For an instant I thought he was going to kiss me. Would I have let him, No! I had a boy friend! But I didn't really have a choice, my heart had stopped and my brain had fried, but I would not have kissed him, I told myself repeatedly. 

Before I could breathe again Zayn slid my sun glasses off, and was wearing them on his head. "You!" I hissed, and with out thinking wiggled out of my sleeping bag and lurched towards him, making a grab at my glass's. I was only wearing my vest top and under wear... damn it, Why did Lil's take off my shorts?! Zayn laughed and batted away my small hands in hysterics. "You, are going to regret this, Zayn Malik!" I surprised him with my next grab and I fell onto him. He fell onto his back, completely shocked and completely silent. My glasses were knocked off his head and I didn't notice where they landed. 

All I could think of was how defined his six pack was, and how close I was to him... my face was hovering inches from his. Would I have kissed him then? Yes, Yes, Yes! His lips were parted in suprise his eyes searching my face. And finally  I saw him fall into my topaz eyes, like many boys before him. Took you long enough. I don't know how long we stayed like that. We were both panting, and I was only wearing my tiny pants and vest top. Every where our skin touched was like a jolt of electricity. The air between and around us crackled.  

This was unlike any thing... I was lost for words. If I moved the moment would go. It wasn't emotional, it was beyond physical, no boy ad ever made me feel like this. I was confused and worried, did he like me? Of course he didn't! A small voice whispered, how could some one this perfect, like me? His eyes told a different story.

But this wasn't me! I wasn't self conscious! In the midst of all the confusion, some one had  stumbled into the tent, Lil's. "Yea, he's in here-" She broke off and me and Zayn looked at her like rabbits in the head lights. I quickly detached myself from him, "Oh, yea, well, nice too meet you," I outstretched my hand then quickly withdrew it. Scared to touch him. I was NOT single!!! I was so annoyed with my self. Who was I? Lil's looked hurt. she knew how much Tom cared about me, BUT I CARED ABOUT HIM EVEN MORE! I think... 

Zayn slipped out of the tent, looking at me intensely. And within five seconds, millions of screams roared in the distance. I touched my lips involuntarily. "What the hell?" Lil's voice was harsh, but as I broke into tears, her expression changed from pissed, too motherly, "It's OK," She muttered holding me tightly. No it wasn't. I'd done it now, I did not deserve Tom. It wasn't just that... I didn't know if I wanted Tom.... Oh, what was I going to do?

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