Thought of You

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  • Published: 28 Sep 2012
  • Updated: 28 Feb 2013
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COMPLETED. Clara-Rose Flemming. 17 years old. Model and actress. Got a call from her agent to be in a music video at Malibu Beach. She goes and finds that it's One Direction's video. She never gets in a relationship with anyone she works with. BUt will Zayn change her mind?


13. Chapter 13


Chapter 13


We walked around the park for at least 3 hours. We played on the playground and we laughed and we bonded. I found out more things about him. That he misses his family so much, that the hate really does get to his head, that he sometimes just wants his old life back. And in exchange, I told him things about me. I didn’t tell him everything, though. Whenever I reached a touchy subject I stopped talking altogether and Zayn, being the sweet guy he is, never pressured me into telling him. He told me to tell him whenever I was ready.

To be honest, I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready. I don’t think I’ll be able to tell him everything that’s happened to me. I’m scared he might leave me. Ironic, isn’t it? A few days ago, I’d give anything for him to leave me. But now, I want him to stay. I don’t want him to leave. He’s far from what my first impression of him was. 

When I first met him, I thought he was one of those rude, snobby, arrogant, vain, conceited people. Those people who think everyone should like them because they’re famous. Those people who think that they can get anyone and everyone. But now that I got to know him, he’s those sweet, amazing, good with words, enjoyable people. He’s the best person to have a heart-to-heart conversation with. He knows what he’s saying and he has wise words to help you. I think... I think I’m starting to like him.

‘Are you okay, babe?’ a thick British accent said from behind. I turned around to face him.

‘I’m fine.’ I smiled up at him. The smile felt wrong, though. I expected him to brush it off and smile back. But instead, he took a long hard look into my eyes and pulled me in for a hug.

‘Your eyes didn’t say fine.’ He whispered in my ear. I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his waist.

We’ve only known each other for a few days but this guy can read me like a goddamn book. Which is so surprising since I hide my emotions half the time. I bury them deep and only let them out when I’m acting. But Zayn can read them. He can look straight at me and know there’s somehing wrong. I don’t know, though. It’s been, what, 5 or 6 days? And he already knows me so well.

‘Thank you, Zayn.’ I smiled as we pulled away.

‘For what?’ He asked me as he took my hand and we started to walk back to the car.

‘For making this the best day of my life.’ I confessed.

‘You’re welcome, Rose.’ He smiled hugely at me.

‘Would you...’ He started to say but he paused. We stopped walking and I looked up at him.

‘Would I what?’ I asked him when he didn’t continue. He took a breath and looked right into my eyes.

‘Would you classify this as a, uh, date?’ He asked with a nervous tone.

Yes. Yes, I did. But I decided to tease him a bit. Of course I classify this as a date. The best date of my life, in fact. But for my amusement, I’m going to tease him. I pursed my lips and avoided his eyes in a ‘no but I would feel bad if I said it’ kind of way. I bit down on my lower lip and looked into his eyes. His expression was nervous but his eyes were more hurt as he read my face. Then my face broke into a wide grin.

‘Got you.’ I winked at him and walked away. I probably left him confused as hell. I heard his jogging footsteps catch up to me. He put a hand on my shoulder, stopping me from walking.

‘What does that mean?’ He asked me and his tone was filled with confusion. I smiled at him.

‘I do classify this as a date.’ I simply stated and I kissed his cheek before turning on my heel and walking to my car. Zayn came a few seconds later with a grin plastered on his face.

I waited for him to unlock the doors of my car since the bastard kept the keys with him. I laughed internally at how I called him a bastard. It’s funny because, really, he’s far from one. I leant against my car door and waited for him to catch up. Once he caught up to me he stood in front of me instead of going to the drivers’ side. By the look of his face, he looked like he was having a debate in his head. His eyebrows were knitted together, his fingers were fidgeting with the hem of his shirt and he was looking down. Finally, he sighed and looked up at me. His hazel eyes connected with mine and his eyebrows went back to normal. He took a hesitant step towards me. But once he saw I had no reaction to it, he kept moving until our faces were only inches apart. My breathing started to get heavy as his vanilla scent reached my nose. It was intoxicating. 

‘Can I kiss you?’ He whispered. His eyes was scared. He looked like he was in fear of rejection. He shouldn’t.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on tip toe, pulling his head down. I connected our lips and I felt it again. The spark. But this time, I didn’t pull away. I loved the feeling. I never felt it with my other boyfriends. Not even with Christian and I thought I loved him. Our lips moved in sync and our bodies were pressed against each others. There were a few wolf whistles from the immature boys walking past. I ignored them and pushed my body closer to him. I pushed my hips against his and I tangled my hands in his hair. After a few more seconds, we pulled away. our foreheads resting against each others and breathing heavily. We stared into each other’s eyes with smiles spread across our faces. We stood like that for a few minutes, earning ourselves a few ‘awww’s from the passer-byers. 

‘We better go.’ I whispered to him. He nodded his head and pulled his head back. He gave me a breathtaking smile and walked around to the drivers’ side. I hopped into the car and smiled to myself.

Zayn started the car and drove away from the park. He took a hand off the wheel and grabbed my own. I smiled as our hands entwined. I honestly can’t believe I hated this guy. He is the sweetest and cutest guy ever. 

He has made this day downright amazing.






Cute chapter and yes it’s short. Blame school! 


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