-Zayn?!-I asked, staring at him in amazement. He hadn't changed a bit. Dark, messy hair and his hypnotizing chocolate-colored eyes made me blush as I recalled our summer together...
-Steph?-he asked, wonder tinting his voice as he smiled at me.-What are you doing here?-he asked. I could feel his warm breath against my face, and I realized he was leaning closer to me. I stepped back lightly, overwhelmed, and smiled back at him.
-I live here.-I chuckled.-What's your excuse?
-Louis invited us over for a few weeks. Can't believe I didn't see you before... where were you all this time? I have known Louis for two years and I never...-he didn't know how to finish. Maybe he hadn't realized I was Louis's sister. Or did, and didn't want to admit it.
-I've been in Argentina for the past two years. I left six months after the summer...-I replied. Zayn would know what summer I was talking about. The truth is, I had ended the relationship because I was leaving. I never told Zayn. Actually, I never thought I would meet him again. And there we were, standing face to face in England once more.
-Argentina? Didn't know about that...-he said softly, his expression dropping.-Why didn't you tell me?-he asked, hurt.
-I... thought you would make me change my mind.-I whispered, staring at my hands.-I... I'm sorry...-I murmured.
-Of course I would've made you change your mind. Or tried, at least. Two years? That's too long, Steph.-he said, sighing.-I missed you.-he whispered, sliding his arms around my waist. I surrendered to his comfort, hiding my face on his chest. The truth is, I missed him too. I snaked my arms around him as he tightened his hug, burying his face in my hair.-I wish you haven't left. At the time, I didn't understand why you broke up with me, but know... I guess I do.-he whispered against my hair.-Does Louis know?-he asked after a pause.
-No.-I muttered.-Just you, Piper and I.-I replied quietly. He didn't seem to care who knew about us, or what we had been.-Zayn, I'm not sure what to...
-Zayn? Stephy? Guys? I need you to help me!-Louis called from downstairs. Zayn and I jumped apart, startled. My cheeks were deep red by now, and my heart raced inside my chest.
-Guess we should...-Zayn muttered, not daring to look at me.
-Uh, yeah, yeah.-I said distractedly as I walked hurriedly past him.
-Steph?-he asked. I whirled around to face him, my heart beats quickening. He took two long strides in my direction and crashed his lips against mine. My eyes drifted shut as he took my face between his hands. He kissed me softly once, twice, before pulling apart a few inches and staring right into my eyes.-I don't really believe we're over.-he said, smiling, as he slid his hands from my face and turned around to walk towards the kitchen.
I strode into my room and closed the door behind me, pacing back and forth in my room. Bear sat there, watching me with his head tilted to one side. I held my head between my hands, confused. Why did Zayn have to kiss me?! Why did it have to be him?! How on earth did he meet Louis?! Will he ever tell him what happened that summer?! What will happen with Harry?! I asked myself as I picked up the phone. Only one person could help me right now.
-Pick up, pick up, please pick up.-I begged into the phone as I dialed one of my favorite numbers.
-Hello?- Piper asked sleepily into the phone.
-Piper! Oh, god, I need your help, please!-I cried desperately into the phone.
-Okay, okay. First, try to calm down and tell me what happened.-she said soothingly. I breathed in deeply, following her instructions, and sighed.
-Okay, remember that guy I told you about? The summer crush that ended up being... well, more?-I said, biting my lip.-Before I left.-I added.
-Yeah, yeah, his name was... um... Zach?-she asked.
-No, not Zach! That was a long time ago! Zayn! Remember now?-I said, frustrated, sitting on the bed beside the pup.
-Zayn?!-she cried, horrified.-Your summer crush was Zayn?!
-Yes! You even met him! And why do you sound so worked up about it? He's a nice guy!-I defended him. She grumbled something I couldn't understand, and relaxed.
-It's because, well... Louis introduced me his friends, and... well, Zayn was one of them, like Harry.-she added. The only mention of Harry's name made me feel awfully guilty, as if I was cheating on him or something.-Never mind, what happened?-she changed the subject.
-Wait, if you knew Harry, then why did you ask me who was him when I was talking to him at the airport?-I asked suspiciously.
-I wanted to know if you knew who he was.-she replied distractedly.-Never mind! What the hell happened?!-she cried.
-Well, Zayn and I bumped into each other a few minutes ago, and, well... we talked, and I ended up hugging him, and... and... then he kissed me.-I said finally.
-HE WHAT?!-she shrieked into the phone.-And you let him do that?! What about Harry?! I thought you liked him!-she spat angrily.