We've Got A Bit of Love/Hate

Tayler Moore is a normal, well if you consider an awkwardly built 6'0 tall blonde with blue eyes a normal girl. Tyler is still trying to figure out how to be comfortable in her own skin while juggling three sports at a time and keeping her grades at a B average. Of course when her Boarding School suddenly has to combine with the neighboring all-boys academy to become a co-ed school, she has another thing coming. On top of all of that, she has to deal with the pompous, vain jerk of a jock, Zayn Malik. And it just so happens, he has a hidden talent. One that both he and Tayler share.

Join Tayler and her Love/Hate filled life with Zayn and experience, bad dancing, amazing voices, sports, and a special someone. These two will endure a lot. And its all thanks to four other boys and four girls who help them along the way.

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13. Embarrassment and Ghost Ships

Tayler's POV

Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. We're so screwed.

I pulled away from Zayn and looked at the head mistress.

"I was, teaching him how to...er... Swim." I say.

She glares at Zayn.

"Very well," she says.

"But if I see you two kissing or anything in my presence on these grounds again, there will be consequences" she hisses. We both nod our heads sharply and she turns away. I let out a breath I didn't know that I was holding.

"Well that was....." Zayn trailed off.

"Interesting, scary, unnerving" I list.

He nods his head.

"I'm gonna go shower, see you later?" I ask.

"Yeh" he replies and we both walk towards the locker rooms.

As I rinse all of the chlorine out of my hair I think about Zayn and I. What are we to eachother? I wonder.... I shampoo my hair, then condition it. I decide to use my favorite shower gel that smells like vanilla. Yummo.

I got out of the shower and dried my hair, then left it natural. I put on a bit of mascara and then some clothes.

I made my way out of the locker room and saw Zayn leaning against the wall, he was on his phone.

"Hey, I uh- never got your number" I say as I walk up to him.

"oh yeah, here" he hands me his phone an I type in my number.

"Hey so, um would you um.... Maybe be um.... Ugh" he says and rubs his hand against his face.

"Ummm Zayn?" I ask.

"Tonight, meet me at my room tonight." he tells me.

"Okie Dokie" I say and skip down the hall.

He chuckles and starts walking after me.

Volleyball tryouts are tomorrow so I need to make sure I have all of my stuff. I go into my room and check for my court shoes, knee pads, and my ankle braces. I grab a pair of black crew socks and my spandex and my white t-shirt.

I fold them neatly on my bed for tomorrow. I quickly made sure I looked okay to go over to Zayn's room. I stand in front if my full body mirror. Dayum girl be fiiiine.

My phone buzzes as I review a text from an unknown number.

'Hey, it's Zayn, you can come over anytime now' it reads. I smile to myself then reply. Afterwards I add him as a contact.

I stand in front of the mirror one last time then grab my keys and leave. None of the girls were in our room. They're probably hanging out with the guys now.

I make my way to Zayn's room and knock on the door.

"Come in" he hollers.

I open the door to see him popping two Advil.

"How's the head?" I ask.

"Better, but it's ringing right now" he says.

I nod my head sadly and look up at him. He smiles down at me. Which is weird since I'm usually the one that smiles down at people. Considering I'm so damn tall.

"So what do you wanna do?" I ask him.

"Watch a scary movie!! Ooooh we should watch 'Ghost Ship' it's Sooo good!" he says. I open and close my mouth like a fish.

"Ohhh..... It'll be okay" he says. I nod my head and he pops a movie into the DVD player. He lays on his bed that's in front of the TV. He pats the spot next to him.

"Uhhm. I wish I put something comfy on" I say.

"I'll grab you something. I was probably gonna change anyways" he says. I nod. He gets up and goes through his drawers. He grabs me a pair of black sweats and a plain white t-shirt and a black beanie.

"Thanks" I say. He smiles and nods his head. I stand there awkwardly as he starts to change. He chuckles.

"You can use the bathroom if you want." he says smiling.

"Okay thanks" I say.

I go into the bathroom and start changing. I pull on the sweats and start to put on the shirt when I realize that it's white, and that I'm wearing a red and black bra. Sheeeet.

I open the door.

"Uh, Zayn?" I ask. He turns around with a bowl of popcorn in his hands. His eyes grow wide when he sees me.

"erm. I need a shirt that isn't white..." I trail off.

He turns away with great effort and goes through his drawers then pulls out a grey tshirt. He makes his way over to me and hands me the shirt.

"This okay?" he asks. His voice had dropped a few octaves and I could feel my heart lurch and I have the sudden urge to kiss him and lick his abs... Wait I didn't say that.

"Yah, that's fine" I said, not trusting my voice.

His eyes bore into mine and his hot breath washes over my face. I looked at his lips. They're so big and soft. I pulled my arms around neck and he put his big hands on my waist.

I moaned softly as he pressed his lips onto mine. Our lips went to work and then he nibbled on my bottom lip asking for entrance. I agreed and our tongues explored each others mouths. I was moaning softly and Zayn started growling, his hands moved around my back, his fingertips lightly brushing my soft skin, making me press my self further into his shirtless body.

His hand slowly made their way to wear my bra clasp is. Then we both pulled away and stopped completely. I quickly put on the shirt and beanie and flushed, completely embarrassed.

"That was..." I trailed off.

"Great," he said "sorry for almost taking it to far"

"That's okay, you stopped yourself," I reply and peck him on the lips "your a real gentlemen" I smile softly and he hugs me.

We go over to his bed and he lays down, then opens his arms. I cuddle up next to him and lay my head on his chest, he wraps his arms around my torso.

Warmth bounces off of his chest, soothing my body. Zayn presses play on the remote and the movie starts.

I find the movie very boring until te girl gets to the kitchen. The chef
Walks through her body and she gets sick, then throws up. Nasty.

She looks up then screams. There's a dead hooker hanging from the ceiling. The hooker turns to her and smiles evilly. She doesn't have any eyes. I gasp and bury my face in Zayn's side. His chest vibrates as he chuckles.

"Not funny hunny" I mumble.

He just keeps chuckling.

"Okay princess" he say. I bite my lip and sit up. I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him.

"Yes, princess?" he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Really?" I ask irritatedly.

"What? Your my princess." he says and grabs my waist, pulling me to him.

"All mine" he says and nuzzles his face in my neck.

"Really?" I ask, this time because I'm a little excited.

"Yup. Tayler, will you be my girlfriend?" he asks. I mod my head quickly and peck him on the lips.

We turn back to the movie and by the time it's over I'm shaking in fear and Zayn is half asleep. I lean back and let my eyelids flutter closed.

"Goodnight princess" Zayn says, then I feel his lips on my forehead.

I wake up to shouting.

"If they get caught we'll all be suspended, maybe even get put under dorm arrest!!!" I hear a frantic voice. I open my eyes and see four very handsome boys arguing.

Liam, who is being very prissy turns to me.

"Tay..." he says.

"I know I know" I reply and grab my stuff. I look back to Zayn who is still sleeping. I swear, that boy could sleep through a robbery.

"See you tomorrow ladies" I say happily as I close the door.

I skip down the hall and then to the stairs. I look at my phone to see that its almost one in the morning. I get into my room to find all four girls sitting on their beds with their arms crossed.

"Spill" they all chime.
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