Passion '2 (15+)

"Remember when I promised to love you forever?"


"Forever isn't over yet."


25. Dancing

Emily's P.O.V:


"CLARA?" I shouted, as I grabbed a wooden spoon, to mix the ingrediens together. 

"ON MY WAY!" She shouted back. Her voice came from somewhere back in the house, probably the little room where I kept the food that didn't need the fridge. Like chips/crisps, nuts, spices, chocolate, flour, sugar and plenty lot more. If I knew Clara well, she was probably out looking for some chocolate, and probably some marzipan that we could eat while baking.

I started with pouring a lot of sugar in one of the plastic bowls, I had found. Followed by ten eggs - since this portion was supposed to last for plenty lots of days. 

I mixed it together, and after that I poured flour in the other bowl, followed by baking powder and vanilla.

When I was about to mix it all together, and add some butter, Clara stepped in, with four bars of chocolate in her hands... 

"I couldn't find any marzipan, guess we'll have to wait until the winter season," She smiled, and placed the bars on the kitchen desk beside me. 

"Jeez! That's a lot we're making!" She almost sounded surprised, which made me laugh a little. 

"I don't expect you to leave in the following days," I friendly pushed her with my shoulder, while mixing the things together in one bigger plastic bowl. 

"I'll not leave before we've eaten them all up!" She said, and crossed her arms over her chest. 

"Good luck, babe," 

Her company made me happy, and I realised how much I had missed having her in my life. It was like my world seemed brighter now, like... In the glittery way, the girly way. If that even makes sense? Just the way you feel when hanging with some of the best girls in your life. That feeling was close to being just as amazing as when you were in love. 

"If I won't succeed, promise to invite me over before Christmas... so that we can eat them, and bake some Christmas cakes, cookies or whatever!" She said. 

I just laughed, and kept on working on the dough. 

Clara turned the oven on, and after that it was her turn to work with the dough, and cut small pieces of chocolate, and mix them in the dough, so that we could get chocolate chip cookies. 

While she was doing that, I was doing what I always did when baking, I opened the oven time after time, stuck my hand in just to feel if it was hot. My mother used to complain, because she said it would take longer to heat up, but I still did it. 

After some time when the oven got too hot for me to keep my hand in there, I decided to turn on some music. 

We started off with some of the music we listened to in the summer '12 - Teenage Dream (katy Perry), Domino (Jessie J), We Found Love (Rihanna), were some of the ones that we decided to play, just because they got us in such a good mood. While I turned the volume up, and danced over to Clara in my apron, she reached out for my hands, and we did just like we used to.

We danced around. Wild and crazy.


Zayn's P.O.V:  


It had been quite a while, and now I was walking through the front door into Emily's house once again. This time I could just hear music playing, so I decided not to call out her name, she probably wouldn't hear me. The music was clearly coming from the kitchen, and the song that was playing was easy to remember, Domino by Jessie J, it used to be a great hit. 

I didn't even bother sneaking, they couldn't hear me anyway. 

When I stood in the door into the kitchen, the first thing I saw was the two girls getting it on like... I wouldn't say superstars, rather fucked up aliens without any talent for dancing. I chuckled a little to myself, as I watched Emily move around. Her brown hair was not only swaying, it was flying around, and when she was wearing a blue apron, with a white sheep and a black sheep on, she looked terrible cute. I watched them both for some minutes, until Emily fell on her bum, while Clara had to grab her own thighs not to fall of bare laughter. Emily was laughing as well.

She laid down on the floor, and sighed happily, spread of her arms and said something to Clara that I couldn't hear. Clara just laughed, and turned to look at the kitchen desk, but her eyes stopped at me. And Emily fast looking in the same direction. Her cheeks turned redder than ever, and she fast pulled herself up in a sitting position, while Clara turned down the music. 

"Umm... Hi Zayn," Clara mumbled, and scratched her neck nervously. 

"Hello girls. You've got quite a talent," I smiled fast at Clara, but turned to glare at Emily instead. Her cheeks just turned redder and redder, while she looked down at her thighs. She was sitting cross-legged. 

Clara loosened up a bit and laughed, "Oh we know! Thought about joining 'Vild med dans'!".

I looked at her, and raised an eyebrow, "And that is?" 

"A danish dancing program... We will win the shit!" 

"I'm sure you will, specially with Emily's talent," I was being sure to look directly at Emily while saying it, cause there was nothing cuter than her sitting cross-legged on the floor, with flour all over her childish apron, and red cheeks. She was adorable. 

Emily glanced at me, and when I just smiled warmly at her, she lighted up a bit, and smiled back. 

"Well I still wonder why you took me with you home that first night," She smiled "- If I'm such a terrible dancer,"

"Well... You weren't, or maybe a bit, or well.. Haha, no... You were cute! But I liked this better," 

I liked this better ... What are you saying Zayn?! She's not free, you can't try to score her, or get her back. Behave! 

I swore I slapped myself serial times inside of my head. 

But she just laughed, "Oh sure, you haven't gotten any better at lying,". 

"I feel overlooked," Clara muttered, and Emily came with a quick remark, "Did you hear anything, Zayn?" 

"Nope, not at all..." I winked slightly at Emily, but enough to let her notice. She blushed again. 

"Screw you guys! I'm gonna eat all the cookies!" 

That's when Emily flew up from the floor, and protested, "No!" 


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