Remember Your Promise -Complete-

“Remember when you left without saying goodbye?” he asked.
“Yes” I replied sadly, remembering it like it was yesterday.
“Promise me you’ll never do it again.”
“I promise”

**KC and Aubrey are best friends and go to London to stay with KC's aunt and celebrate her 18th birthday. What happens when she runs in to an old friend? Does meeting him once again bring back her past sadness or clash with her happy future?**
First Movella...excited!

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17. Thank You

A/N: i personally adore this chapter, hope you guys do too! Tell me what you think!

-Mone'

KC’s POV:

I was upset after telling Lou what happened so I went to my room and lay down for a while.                                    

   -Niall: Hey :(-          Niall text me, getting that text lightened up my mood.                                                                

   -Why the sad face? -                                                                                                                                                                  

    -Because, I miss you-                                                                                                                                                                  

   -Aw, I miss you too-                                                                                                                                                                       

-Do you want to do something tonight? - Of course I did! I’d go anywhere with that Irish mofo.                      

-Yes! Like what? -                                                                                                                                                                        

    -Your pick-                                                                                                                                                                                     

     -Can you come to Lou’s? Aubrey is going to be out with Zayn and I don’t want to be alone with Lou (no offence to Lou) :(-                                                                                                                                                               

   -Sure, what time? -                                                                                                                                                                      

   -Can you come around seven? -                                                                                                                                                                -Yeah, see you at seven-

It’s about 4pm right now and I want to get ready for when Niall gets here. I got up and went to Lou’s room to tell her I was leaving. I walked to Nandos (I have a license I just can’t drive here, different side of the rode) and ordered us some food. I hurried and walked back so the food wouldn’t get cold, and then stuck it in the oven to keep warm. I straightened up my room, the living room and the kitchen a bit. I went upstairs to my room so I could at least look presentable for when he came. I took a shower and cleared my head a little bit. When I got out the shower, my hair was a wild and curly mess. I put it in a messy bun with some curls hanging, not that I wanted them to; they just wouldn’t go in the freakin’ bun. I went to my room, put lotion on, and got dressed. I wore some black leggings with a black crop top that had a floral pattern. Since the top didn’t show that much stomach, I decided not to wear an undershirt. I applied some eyeliner and mascara before putting a light layer of lip gloss on. At least I’d look somewhat descent for when he got here. I went to the living room, pulled out my laptop and waited.

Aubrey’s POV:

Getting ready for my date with Zayn was difficult because he didn’t tell me where he was taking me. I decided to call him. He answered after the third ring:                                                                                                                            

“Hello?”                                                                                                                                                                                               “Zayn?”                                                                                                                                                                                                                “Yeah”                                                                                                                                                                                                 

“It’s Aubrey…um. Where are you taking me?”                                                                                                               

     “It’s a surprise.” I can hear him chuckle through the phone.                                                                                       

  “Well, I don’t know what to wear.” I whined.                                                                                                                     

“Wear whatever you want, it’s going to be beautiful no matter what.” I blushed at his sweet compliment. “OK” I replied shyly. “See you in an hour” “Bye” I said and hung up the phone.

I took a quick shower and air dried my hair. I decided to wear a white sun dress with a lace pattern on top that stopped right below mid-thigh. Since it isn’t that hot here during the summer, I decided to bring my black leather jacket, just in case. I went to the bathroom and curled my hair. I haven’t cut my bangs in a while, so when I curled them, they were in my face. I grabbed a black head band and put it on. I slipped on my black ballerina flats and headed to the living room. I plopped on the couch and waited. KC was on the other couch, on her computer. “What are you doing tonight?” I asked, feeling bad that I’d be leaving her. “Well Niall’s coming over in about…” she looked at the clock on the wall “…40-45 minutes. So I’m just gonna be with him tonight.” A mischievous smile spread across my face, “Doing what?” I teased. She looked at me and smiled while rolling her eyes, “None of that, Aubrey, none of that.” I laughed when she said that. I heard a knock on the door. “There goes your boyfriend.” She said as I got up from the couch and walked to the door. “NOT my boyfriend” “Not yet” she said in a little kid voice. “Hey, that’s my line” I said before opening the door. Zayn. He stood there holding a single rose, smiling.

“Hi” I said shyly, closing the door behind me. “Hey…this is for you.” He said, stepping closer and handing me the rose. “Thank you” I said, feeling my cheeks burn. “You look nice.” He complimented shyly. “Thanks, figuring I don’t know where we’re going, I hope it’s OK.” I said jokingly. “It’s perfect.” He said, taking my hand and leading me to his car. He opened my door for me before I climbed in. He then shut it and went around to his side, getting in and pulling off the curb. “Are you gonna tell me where we’re going now?” He shook his head and smiled, “Still a surprise.”

*Thirty minutes of the car ride later*

We pulled up to what looked like a cliff of some sort. It over looked the whole city and it looked even more beautiful as the sun was beginning to set. “Wow, this is…amazing.” I said in awe of the view that I was overlooking. I stepped out of the car to get a better look. Zayn took a bit longer, getting some things out of the backseat of his car. He came from around the car with a blanket and an…Art pad? He laid the blanket out on the grass and set the art pad to the side. “What’s this?” I asked, picking up the art pad and opening it, just to see what was inside. It was empty. “I want to try something…if you’d let me” he replied, taking the art pad out of my hands and grabbing a pencil he brought with him. “Of course” I said. He sat on the blanket, in front of me with his legs criss-crossed, obscuring my vision of what he started to draw on the pad.

“I want you to describe yourself.” “What do you mean?” I was confused. “I want you to describe your facial features, I want to try something” he replied “OK?” I told him all the features on my face, including the flaws I had. From ears, to my oddly shaped eyebrows. As I was talking, he was drawing. What was he drawing? After I was done giving all the detail I had, he stopped. He flipped the page and started drawing on his own. I couldn’t help but stare at his ‘focused’ facial expressions he was making. Every now and then he’d look up to my face and I’d blush.

When he was done he ripped both pages out of the book and gave them both to me. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The first one that I saw was a great drawing of a girl, she was…descent. The second one I saw was of a girl who looked the same as the first but much more beautiful. She looked…like me. I noticed that Zayn had asked me those questions to draw MY perspective of myself, the ‘descent’ one. The other was his perspective of me, what he saw. The real me. “See Aubrey, you give yourself less credit than what you deserve…” He said. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I continued to observe the two drawings in my hands. How could I think of myself this way? “…You’re beautiful” he added. At those words I looked up from the papers and saw Zayn looking at me. He smiled. I sat the papers down to my side. I urgently crawled over to him, wrapped my arms around him and sat on his lap, straddling him. I embraced him in a hug and he hugged me back, arms wrapped around my waist. Tears fell from my eyes and stained my cheeks. “Thank you” I quietly sobbed. “Anything for you” the simple statement made me feel warm inside. After what felt like hours, I slowly unwrapped my arms from his neck and placed my hands on his shoulders. His hands rested on my lower back, our faces inches apart. His eyes flicked from my eyes to my lips repeatedly. I leaned in and we shared a soft kiss. I wanted more of it, I wanted to deepen it, but it was already too good to be true. As we pulled apart, he smirked, which made me shyly smile.

The rest of our time together we talked and watched as all the city lights came on. Before I knew it, it was already 9pm. We had to go back home. Sadly.

KC’s POV:

About twenty minutes after Aubrey left, I heard a knock on the door. I set my laptop beside me, got up from the couch and opened the door. Niall. “Hey” he said, coming inside. I grabbed his hand, pecked him on the lips, “Hey” I said back, taking him into the living room where I once was. I grabbed my computer and sat it on my lap as I sat down on the couch. Niall sat beside me. “What’s this?” he asked, pointing to my computer screen. “Oh…Nothing.” I replied nervously, not wanting him to look. He grabs the computer before I could close it and reads the words on the screen in his head. His facial expression changes from one of curiosity, to one of amusement. “Is this…fanfiction?” he says with humor in his voice. I shyly nod. “I didn’t know you were a fan.” “That’s because I’m not.” I reply teasingly, taking the computer off his lap and closing it. He gave me ‘the puppy dog’ face and I knew he was faking it. I lean close to him, noses touching and brush my lips against his, “You know…” his features soften and his eyes turn desperate and in need of contact.”…you’re a really bad actor” I said before getting up and giggling as I exit towards the kitchen. “You’re such a tease.” He yelled after me.  

“Do you want something to drink” I yelled from the kitchen, making sure he heard me. “Yeah, water would be fine.” I poured myself and him a glass of water, and then I smelled something. “Crap” I muttered to myself, almost forgetting the food in the oven. I took it out; it was still warm (thankfully). I couldn’t hear Niall enter the kitchen, but I knew it was him when he rests his hands on my hips. “Whatcha got there” he said against my skin as he kissed the back of my neck. “Just food for if we got hungry, it’s this place a couple blocks away.” “Nandos!” he exclaimed, clearly knowledged in the place I ordered our food. I turned around so I was facing him, his hands still on my hips. “Niall, it’s almost 8:30 and you’ve already eaten. You can’t possibly be so hungry.” “I can if it’s Nandos” he said after pressing his lips to my cheek. I reached for the bag behind me and handed it to him “Have fun” I said sarcastically. He took it and made his way back to the living room. “Oh, I will” he yelled from the living room.

Niall’s POV:

After I ate my food, KC and I decided to watch funny YouTube videos together. I showed her this really funny guy name JacksGap (check him out). She showed me some videos too. Some by Glozell, Kingsley and Nigahiga (check them out too!). I seriously couldn’t stop laughing at some of the videos we watched together. It was around 9pm when I saw that KC had fallen asleep in my arms. I closed her laptop and carried her to her bedroom. It was hard to find, figuring I’ve never been in it. I laid her down on the bed and laid a cover over her. It surprised me when she reached out to grab my hand, “Please stay” she pleaded quietly. “I have to be somewhere early tomorrow morning.” I said before kissing her forehead. She held my hand a little tighter, “Please” she repeated. I sighed before removing my shoes and lying in bed next to her. She laid her head on my chest and it wasn’t long after that she fell asleep.  I heard Aubrey come in the house and I took that as my queue to leave.

Aubrey’s POV:

When Zayn pulled up in front of Lou’s house I was sad. I had a great night with him and didn’t want it to end. I still had the drawings in my hand, a souvenir of my amazing first date with Zayn. We both stepped out of the car and he walked me to the front door. “Thank you for tonight, I had a great time” I said before leaving a sweet kiss on his cheek. “Anytime” he replied. That one word meant a lot to me, like he wants to actually go on another date. We shared a gentle kiss, yet again leaving me wanting more, before I walked into the house. I got in and set the drawings down on the table next to the door. My phone started vibrating, it was a text. Zayn. I didn’t get it, I just saw him ten seconds ago. -Zayn: Be my girlfriend- My heart pounded in my chest. Yes! Yes! Yes! I knew he wasn’t far away from the door, so I dropped everything else I was holding and swung the door open. There he was, a few meters away, smiling. I ran up to him, “Yes!” I said before jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist and holding him. He held me by my lower back as we both held each other. We slowly pulled apart, my legs still wrapped around him, staring each other in the eyes. “I’d love to be your girlfriend, Zayn” I re-stated. He kissed me ‘sealing the deal’. It was a deep and heated kiss and it was perfect. Oh my Malik.

A/N: Fangirling over my own fanfic...I'm such a weirdo. Laterrr

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