A Promise to Keep

Katrina Grande gets her heart broken. Again. After that experience, she promised herself that she wouldn't falls in love again and gives up on men. She has a past that barely anyone knows, and she doesn't trust people very easily. But then she runs into the one and only, Zayn Malik. She's not even a fan of One Direction. Katrina doesn't want to break her promise, ever. Besides, why would Zayn even comes near her? She's just a average (actually very crazy) girl. Will she let Zayn Malik in her life and get swept off her feet or keep her promise forver?


3. How I talk to myself

Author's Note: In the last part I left a cliffhangar, and now in this part you will see whether or not the mystery dude will reveal himself. For the couple name, I'm leaning towards Kayn rather than Zatrina.

And I'm really sorry! I forget to mention that Kat, Riley, and Jaz are from Florida but moved to England for Uni. I guess I already screwed up the story for my first story.

~Shabreal xx


Katrina's POV

"Ummm......." the mystery guy said uncertainly. But his phone rang and stopped him from answering. "Oh, excuse me, I have to take this," he said and gave me a smile with relief on his face.

Wow, he has a nice smile. Without the fake moustache, his lips would be kissable. Wait, what the fug am I thinking about? I thought. I mentally ran into a wall to get out of my trance. No more love buisness! Remember the stupid promise! I thought rapidly.

"Okay, I got it. I won't forget next time. Ow, why did you yell? I'm not deaf, but I'm pretty sure you're gonna cause me to become deaf. Whatever, bye guys," he said and hung up on the caller. "I'm sorry but I have to go Katrina. Maybe we'll see each other again," he said.

"Oh, um, ok. I'll probably see you around I guess," I replied, feeling a bit sad for I have no idea why. He gave me a sweet smile and turned around and walked to the parking lot.

Oh no, I forgot to get his name, I thought. I was about to to yell after him, like the rude madwoman I am, but I heard my friends call my name. I turned around and walked to them and under the shade of the table's umbrella, while eating my ice cream the guy bought me.

"Where were you? It doesn't take a person that long to use the bathroom. Your ice cream was melting so I gave it to Riley. But it looks like you got a new one," Jaz said. Riley gave me a toothy grin, while she finished my ice cream cone.

"Ummm, I ran into a guy and ice cream got all over me, so we went to get napkins and he bought me another ice cream. So pretty much, its a long story short," I told them. "Ohhh. Was he cute?" Jaz asked. "Really? I don't wanna talk about it. But let me just say, he's kinda cute, if only he didnt wear that hideous outfit," I replied.

"Can I get another ice cream?" Riley asked and gave me her puppy eyes. "No! Remember last time when you had too much sugar? You were practically jumping off the walls and walking around and talking like you were drunk!" Jaz exclaimed. I laughed at the memory. That girl can surely eat.

"Guys, I hope you don't mind, but I wanna go home. This ice cream is getting sticky, and I just remembered I don't have my spare shirt in the car," I said. "Okay,sure. No offense,but you look like you had a unicorn throw up all over you. Maybe I should drive," Riley said.

"No offense taken. I guess you should drive. I don't want to mess up my Bluebelle," I replied. Yes, I'm crazy enough to name my car. She's a real beauty, a electric blue Mustang. I absolutely love her, and treat her like she's my child.

"Can we come back tomorrow? So we can actually walk on the beach?" Jaz asked. "Of course!" Riley and I exclaimed, giving Jaz disbelieving looks. Since we were from Florida, and moved to England for Uni, we would go to the beach every chance we got.

"Legooooo!!" Riley screamed and grabbed the keys from my bag and ran to my car. "Riley, if you dare leave a scratch on my baby, I will kill you!" I screamed after her. Jaz burst out laughing and said "You are hopeless when it comes to that car. I call shotgun!"

We ran to Bluebelle and got in. Riley started the car with a smirk on her face, and soon we were on the way home. "Turn up the radio," I told Jaz. Jaz turned up the music and the song "What Makes You Beautiful" came on. Jaz and Riley screamed with joy. I groaned, I didn't really liked that band, what's their name? One Lyric? No, its One Direction.

I didn't like them much because their faces and names are everywhere. You turn on the TV, One Direction. Look at a magazine, One Direction. I can't even walk down the damn street without even hearing them on the radio.

"Baby you light up my world like nobody else!" I sanged. Jaz turned around and looked at me in disbelief. Unlike me, Jaz and Riley love One Direction. Before, they wouldn't remember which boy was which, but now they can identify a boy's ear.The boy Zayn stood out the most to me,so I actually remembered his name and how he looked.

Riley raised her eyebrow at me when we stopped at a stoplight. "Who are you? What have you done to my bestfriend Kat?" Riley demanded. I gave my bestfriends a cheeky grin. "Nothing, just not right in the head these couple of days. My emotions are everywhere," I replied solemly.

"So c-cmon. You got it wrong. And to prove I'm right, I put it in a so-o-ong. I don't know why, you're being shy. And turn away when I look into your e-e-eyes!" I sang. "We need to get her to a hospital or something. She really is going crazy!" Jaz exclaimed as we pulled into the driveway.

"Guys, just chiiil," I said drawling out the 'i' part. "I just wanna take a nap. And Riley please don't pull any pranks on me. You too Jaz," I said while getting out the car. They both got out the car and exchanged evil grins. I didn't like those looks. Nothing good happens when they do that.

I ran inside the house, up the stairs and into my room. I took a shower and changed into my PJs, this time with with puppies on it. I fell onto the bed and pulled the covers over me. But no matter how comfortable I am, my brain wouldn't rest.

I started to think about how Isaiah cheated on me with a blonde bimbo. But all the bad thoughts turned into good ones when I thought about the guy I met today. I liked the way he said my name on his tongue with his deep british accent.

He was actually hot, but he needs a new fashion sense. I could tell he had a caring and thoughtful aura to him. But I wonder why he didnt tell me his name. Maybe I shouldn't give up on guys, I thought. This time since no one was watching me, I slapped myself. Ow, I didn't mean to do it so hard, I thought.

No! He'll eventually break your heart again! My conscious told me. Oh great. I'm talking to myself, I thought.

Then I fell into a traumatic sleep......


Author's Note: Surprise, surprise! Another cliffhangar! So the mystery dude didn't reveal himself to Kat. Hmmm..... wonder who he is? Hahaha. Any ideas or just honest opinions, you can leave a comment. Don't forget to vote, comment, and fan!

~Shabreal xx
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