Passion (15+)

When the 16 years old girl called Emily, decided to go for a trip to Brighton, UK, with three of her best friends, she didn't imagine running into a guy that would change her life completely.
Their plans had been; Partying, flirting, having one night stands, and just enjoy the life as a teenager, with no parents for the whole summer.
But when she met him at a festival one night, her life turned upside down, and nothing would ever be the same...
She fell head over heels in love with him, but didn't realise how bad it was until it was too late.
That's what happens when you fall in love with 19 years old, Zayn Malik.


8. It's fine. I'm fine.

Emily's P.O.V:


The day after I left Zayn's place, I decided to do what I usually didn't do when I felt down. I decided to try and enjoy the day, whatever happened. I was usually hiding away when I was upset, locking myself in my room with the music turned up so loud that no one could hear me crying, screaming or whatever I was doing. Clara, Jennett and Olivia was rushing back and forth, while finding the clothes they wanted to wear, putting on make up, and asking me about the day before yesterday. 

"You slept at his place, right?" Olivia shook her head a bit, so her curly blonde hair fell into place. "Yeah, I did." I was the only one still only wearing my knee long, bone-white silk nightdress, with thin straps. "Was he good?" That was Jennett asking, while looking concentrated in the mirror, putting on her mascara. I blushed a bit, and bit my lip, trying to remember. Yes, he was good, and he was right about that he was the best. The best damn thing I've ever had. I just nod, but they couldn't see it, cause they were focused on their clothes, hair and makeup. "Was he?" Jennett asked again. "Yes, he was quite... Amazing," I was mumbling, and the girls turned to look at me, so I fast faked a smile. Emily, remember what he said, keep your held high.

Clara was sitting on the floor, leaning over her suitcase, picking up plenty lot of tank tops and t-shirts. She was wearing a pair of hotpants, but no shirt yet, only her bra. Jennett was wearing a pair of short, knee long and beige, and a white tight tank top. Olivia was wearing some dark blue hotpants, and a cute flower top, and some slippers. 

"Tell us about it..." Clara said, still messing around in her suitcase. "Well, I don't know what to say. He was so damn amazing, the best. And the day after was even better," I tried to keep my smile on my face, just to make them believe that I actually didn't care that much about him, and that I just cared about what happened. I knew that Jennett and Olivia would be disappointed if they knew how I felt about him, mostly Olivia. I didn't even know how we could be so close friends, we were so different from each other. She was serious, a bit boring, didn't like any of my plans and ideas. She was way too perfect (or she thought so), she was always right (again, that was what she thought), and I knew that she didn't understand me at all. Clara was probably the one that I was doing best with of the girls, she understood me completely, and was always there if I needed her. We've had some pretty awesome times, crashing malls, blind dates, cliff jumping in Sweden, and stuff. Jennett was more like the grown up one, she knew how to get a taxi, how to get around everywhere, how to do all the important stuff we had to do, like booking flight tickets, and finding great places to visit and eat and so on. I guess that without Jennett we would've been lost and broke by now. 

"Oh snap, what happened?" Jennett asked when she was done with her mascara, when she put on a bit lipstick, some brown eye shadow, and ended up looking really good. 

I told them everything, without caring about what Olivia would say. I even told them about the water fight, the kisses, the way he held me before I left. Everything, every little detail, his tattoo's, his hazel eyes. While telling them how I felt while being with him, I realised that I was losing myself. I again had to break the ice, and get up and out of my daydream. When I was done talking, they were all just staring at me. Clara had a HUGE smile on her face, Olivia looked like 'What?!', Jennett was smiling too. 

"Oh my gosh, Em! Why didn't you get his number?" Jennett asked, while trying to control her smile. 

"I don't know. I thought it would be better just to let him go, you know, I don't wanna be like a puppy running around after him. He probably didn't feel the same way." I shrugged my shoulder. Jeez, I did that really often. 

"You're so blind. When he kissed you, while you were sitting on the kitchen desk, don't you think that he felt the same?" Clara said.

Again I just shrugged my shoulder, "Njaa... maybe?". Olivia sighed loudly, making me wanna throw a brick in her face. She kinda pissed me of. 



On the beach a fresh wind was blowing, and I had to keep on pulling my cute summer dress down. The sun burned our skin. And the sand was soft under my bare feet.  


Zayn's P.O.V:


I called the boys up, and asked if they wanted to go to Brighton with me. They were all like, 'Why?'. So they decided that we should meet at Nando's and plan the day. We did. 

"Why do you wanna go there?" Liam asked, while taking another bite of his sandwich. 

"Hmm... The beach is quite nice," What a lame excuse Zayn. But it was true that the beach was quite amazing. 

"Wasn't that Amanda chick from Brighton?" Louis asked, and all the guys turned to look at me. 

"No, she's not from UK," I fast said. 

"I would like to go..." Niall mumbled, cause his mouth was full of mouth. 

"Yay! Thanks Nialler..." I lighted up in a big smile, and the other guys just laughed and shook their head. 

"Man, you're only trying to find her. Lol." Louis laughed, and poked my shoulder.  

"Whatever, it's cool!" Niall smiled.  It didn't take long till Niall and I were sitting in my car singing along to Part of me -Katy Perry, on the radio. 


Niall and I decided 

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