Styles *Sequel to 'Adopted by... them!?!?!'*

SEQUEL TO 'ADOPTED BY... THEM!?!?!'. CAN NOT BE READ AS A STAND ALONE!!! You all know the story of Kendall Smith Styles. You know the highs and lows of her life and the friends, family and foes. Difficult challenges have been thrown at her and the ones she loves. Just when everything seems to run smoothly for her, the hardest obstacle yet decides to run face first into her. Can Kendall overcome it and make everyone happy? Or will she be forced to leave her new life and everyone she loves?


42. The Hotel Ta'Cenc and Dinner at Rampila

Chapter 42: The Hotel Ta'Cenc and Dinner at Rampila

Kendall's P.O.V:

Quickly slipping into my outfit (a white skater skirt and a dark red long sleeved wool jumper which I tucked into my skirt) I brushed my hair out into a simple half ponytail. I put on some white converse and checked my makeup in the mirror of the bathroom. 

Let me quickly recap - we all got to the Hotel Ta'Cenc a day ago and we slept through it all. When I woke up this morning Jabez and Iona were asleep beside Zack (well, Jabez was on Zack and yes a picture was posted on Twitter and made it onto his Instagram account) and I. About two hours ago we were told that David's boss, Marcus, wanted to have dinner with us all tonight at a restaurant called Rampila so we have to dress smart. 

That left Katy and I painting our nails, picking clothes and wishing we were Megan who was still asleep. My now red nails match my top but the second I get back from the dinner I'll probably scrub it all off. 

I heard the buzzing of my phone as I stepped out of the bathroom, saw the lock screen pop up and even saw Zack grumble and sit up. He picked it up, eyed me and held it out as I threw my pajamas (shorts and one of his tee shirts) down on one of the arm chairs. 

"Can you check it please?" I asked resting my foot against the coffee table and started tying my laces. 

"It's Katy." Zack said typing in my password and then rolling onto his stomach. He's wearing black skinny jeans, a white button up shirt and a black blazer. He gave up learning up to tie a tie, he also got pissed off when I could tie it but not him. The black tie is now balled up in the bottom of his suitcase along with his other blazer he refuses to wear because he looks like 'a-1876's-drug-dealer' according to him anyway. Pretty specific if you ask me.

"According to her we're supposed to be down at the lobby in five minutes." Zack read. "But knowing her that either means now or in ten minutes."

I laughed and nodded, jumping when Zack suddenly comes up behind me; placing his hands on my hips and bring his chest to my back. 

"You gotta stop looking so good all the time baby." He whispered, his voice coming out husky. Spinning his arms I focus on the way his jawline and cheek bones look like they've been constructed from Zeus himself. Simon says since his mother's Italian he was bound to never need puberty as a back up plan for good looks... Simon was right.

"I could say the same for you." I smirked as he breathed sharply when I took the folds at the front of his blazer in my hands. "But you're doing everyone good looking like that."

I lent up and kissed his lips quickly, grinning when he groaned against my mouth. I pulled back, giggling slightly as he picked a 'nice' name for me and I took his hand; tugging him out of the room.

"I swear to god one day you're gonna kill me." I heard him growl.


I slapped Zack's knee when he squeezed my thigh once again, the slight smirk on his face hidden as he chews his food but I know it's there. The dinner has been okay I guess. Marcus had spent the first fifteen minutes making fun of David which we all found amusing except David, then Marcus and David started their own conversation about the movie while the rest of us waited impatiently for our food. 

I don't even know what we're eating. We were all just given the special but it's delicious. It kinda tastes like beef that's been cooked in wine but apparently it's not, there's a salad too and we've all been given lemonade with a touch of red wine. It's like Marcus wants us drunk.

Zack's hand slid in mine, lacing our fingers together and I glanced at him quickly but he just carried on talking to Brody and Jackson about some football match that they couldn't watch last night. I turned to Katy who's looking at the boys in amusement when they started picking on Jackson because 'his team' lost. 

"I'll never understand them." Katy said turning to me. 

"I gave up on trying to understand a long time ago." I said making her laugh. 

"Have you heard about Megan?" Katy asked as I swallowed some of the beef that's not beef but looks like it... does that make sense?

"No, what happened?" 

"Well she was only supposed to have a year contract for the modeling school right?" Katy said and I nodded, taking a drink. "The scholars took another look at her portfolio after a girl dropped out. They offered her a full scholarship until she's eighteen and she's going to be on the cover of VOGUE for the next sixteen issues." 

I choked on my drink and had to cough, Zack burst out laughing which resulted in me giving him a sharp kick in the shins from both me and Brody who had also choked on his drink. I didn't even realize the boys had tuned in. 

David and Marcus looked at each other and then David raised his hand. "Check please."


"Stop it!" I laughed, trying to push Zack away. Getting back from the dinner I had taken a quick shower, gotten dressed into some fitted jogging bottoms and a white tank top; sat with my back against the headboard of the bed and tried to watch F.R.I.E.N.D.S in peace but with Zack either poking my cheek, trying to kiss me or just being relatively annoying it's pretty hard. 

"Zack stop it!" I squirmed but he's got me caged in his arms. 

"Pay attention to me!" Zack whined pouting against my shoulder. 

"I am!" I laughed. "I have to pay attention to you to tell you to fuck off!" 

Zack pulled back and looked me dead serious for two minutes straight before huffing and turning his back on, crossing his arms and legs - slumping forward.

I looked at his back for a minute before sighing and turning off the TV. I sat up and tapped his bare back with my foot. 

"Zack." I sang, grinning when he tensed up. I know what that means, it means he wants to turn round but because he's a stubborn bastard he won't. 

"Zack." I repeated. "Do you want a cuddle?"

"Yes." He mumbled and in the mirror facing us I saw him look at me. I held out my arms and eyed him, he gave me a lopsided smirk and spun round. I fell backwards when he hugged me and I laughed as he grunted, landing on top of me. 

"It's about time." He mumbled, pushing himself onto his forearms. I rolled my eyes but closed them when Zack placed his lips against mine. I had to smile which seemed to be contagious because his lips parted and he pulled back. 

"Let's go out." Zack said standing up and pulling me along with him. 

"Hate to break it to you Zack, but we are going out." I said in confusion. 

"No..." Zack rolled his eyes and then slipped into a tee shirt. "I mean out-out. You know, the outside." He gestured to the balcony thing which we don't need because we're on the ground floor. I looked at the pitch black sky and then at Zack who had started tying the laces of his high tops on. 

I sighed and stuffed my arms into a black hoodie. "The things I do for you." I muttered, tying the laces of my white converse.

"I know." Zack laughed against my lips. "You deserve a gold medal huh?"

"And a visit from the queen." I added letting Zack take my hand and lead me to the balcony.

"You've already met the queen." Zack said, pulling himself over the wall. I climbed up after him and jumped down onto the sand. "You even got her laughing which is pretty much impossible."

"What can I say? People love me." I shrugged, grinning at him as he chuckled and shook his head. 


"You're such a child!" I called out at Zack, hugging my arms round myself. We had walked one way of the beach. Then turned round and went the other way. We're not far from the hotel, in fact if we shout loud enough they might hear us. The building's about two minutes away from where we are now. 

Zack had ran off like a kid towards loads of rocks pilled together to make a mini mountain. It must have been designed specifically for kids because there's colored ropes tied to the top and then dangling down, there's painted designs and swirls on some flat surfaces and even a slide to get down. I have to say I love Malta. 

"I know." He replied halfway up. I looked behind my shoulder and then back at Zack who's turned the top half of his body to look at me. 

"You coming or not?" He questioned. 

"Bloody hell you don't ask for much do you?" I muttered, putting my foot on one rock and starting climbing. As Zack started he turned back round and continued towards the top. I managed to catch up with him just as he reached the top. He pulled himself up and sat down, dangling his feet over the edge of the rock and I was about to sit next to him when he pulled me onto his lap. 

I wrapped my arms round his waist and nestled my face into the crook of his neck. He lent back, keeping us up with one hand; his other arm round my shoulders. 

"I love you Zack." I whispered feeling his grip tighten on me.

"I love you too Kendall." He kissed my temple and I gripped onto him tighter, pecking his collarbone. "So much"

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