Only Time Will Tell

Caitlyn , 17 , was an ordinary directioner . She grew up with Liam Payne , 1/5 of One Direction . She found love , and much hate through her passion for music , and her close friendship with Liam . But will she make all the right decisions ? Will she fall madly for one of the boys , or her best friend Liam ?

"She loved him , and he loved her , but no one knew , but them . <3"

"Falling, it sometimes hurts, but other times, its the best feeling in the world... even if its for the wrong person."


47. Confessions ....

Caitlyn's POV:

I had finally admitted it. To him, and to myself. I admitted that I had some feelings for... For Zayn. He was quite... handsome. He was sweet, and he was everything a woman wanted. But, I just had my virginity... which by the way, is supposed to mean a lot to a person, taken away by his best friend. And NO, I am certainly not denying my feelings for Liam. No way. I loved him... so much. But, yes, somewhere, in my terribly twisted, very stupid mind, I loved Zayn.

"Caitlyn... Oh my God... Caitlyn!" he grinned at me. I didn't know whether I should smile back, or turn away with the rest of my dignity.

"Whaaaat?" I moaned playfully.

"Do you really???" he asked.

"Yes, Zayn, I do.' I said. I looked down to my feet, blushing, but also feeling terrible.

'But that means... you love him more don't you?" he asked me.

"I... I... Zayn... I just, I need some time to think. To really think. Maybe I should, go out tonight, and well, get some fresh air." I mumbled.

"That's fine. Take all the time that you need, babe. But let me tell you this... You are one amazingly beautiful, funny, smart, and just, fabulous girl! I want you to know that I never want to see you hurt. Physically or Mentally. And I mean that. Im here for you, I'll always be here for you, I will always love you. Even if you decide to chose him, I will be here, waiting. And if the day comes that he breaks you, I will be here to comfort you. And that's a promise." he whispered.

"Thank you, so much, Zayn." I whispered back.

"But first, let me do this, the right way..." he said. He leaned forward, letting his perfect lips crash onto mine. They moved in symphony with mine, because mine didn't fight for his to stop. They moved in a soft, gentle rhythm. His tongue found its way into my mouth, and it moved with mine, dancing slowly, battling for dominance. His hands touched my waist, mine tangled into his hair. We both pulled away at nearly the same moment. His eyes lit up, and his lips curled into a smile. He filled the space between the fingers on my right hand with his.

"Im gonna go now..." I said.

"Goodbye love..." he said before mouthing 'i love you'. I smiled, and blushed, pulling my hand away from his, and opening the door, and then closing it behind me. What happened behind that door didn't disgust me, or make me unhappy. I didn't regret it. Tonight would be a looonnnng night of thinking.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...