Prom Night

Well a night that is supposed to be all fun and games takes a drastic turn. No love enteded, oh but is there???? Does one bad decision tear everyones world apart or is one paticular 1D lad left heart broken trying to mend someone elses, anything can happen on prom night.


25. Turn of Events

I woke up smiling remembering last night it was magical. I looked down I was still wrapped around Zayn, and he was in a deep sleep, but he had a little frown line on his forhead. I kissed it then laid back down. What was today? Great Saturday, my heart started to beat faster as I looked at the clock, it was 8:30AM. I started to panick, Stefan`s funeral starts at 11. "Zayn wake up!", I said nudging him. He grumbled turning over, "Zayn really get up". He groaned then flipped on his back opening his eyes looking at me "what is it babe?". "Do you know what day it is?", confusion showed on his face "Isnt it Saturday?". "Yes Zayn, it is but today is also..". He held his hand up stopping me "Oh sorry I forgot, what time is it?". I got off the bed pulling the duvet off and wrapping it around my nude body. I looked at the clock the back at Zayn "its 7:46 AM". I looked down at his beautiful body. "What are you looking at?", he asked seductively, leaning on his forearms. I laughed "What? its morning", he said shrugging his shoulders. I grinned turning on my heels, and leaned back my hair falling over my bear shoulders "you know if today, wasnt going to be such a crappy day I would be very tempted to climb in bed again with you, and have a repeat of last night". He smiled and groaned rolling off the bed picking up his clothes "Dont tempt me".  I waited in the study for Zayn, it was not five minutes til nine. "Zayn, baby come on". No answer. "Zayn, we need to be leaving now". Again no answer. "ZAYN!!>.". "Im coming Im coming", he said rounding the corner. "What took you so long?" I said grabbing my bag and heading for the door. "He ignored me following behind. "I sure hope we come back here and stay longer". I smiled taking his hand "We will, but it looks better during my favourite season". "Winter?", he asked. "Autumn". We walked over to Dixie and he helped me climb on first doing the same. He wrapped his arms around me tightly, "Ugh zayn loosen the grip just a bit". He chuckled "sorry its just you ride like there isnt another person on here with you". I laughed and then took off heading back for the manor. I let dixie`s reign slack making her go free and wild. Zayn`s grip got tighter and he leaned forward. I laughed and slowed dixie down leading her to the stables. We walked to the back door. I could tell that all of a sudden Zayn was getting nervous his grip on my hand was threatning to mend all of my fingers together and the only thing preventing his from joining was the sweat from his clammy hands. I just hoped that every one was getting ready and not down stairs by the door. I stepped forward placing my hand on the knob but before I could even turn it the door swung open. All I could thing was please dont be my mother please dont be my mother!! But it wasnt it was worse, much worse!!

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