☠EDITED☠
have you all ever wondered what the hell i look like?
Chapter 9:
Catherine's POV:
He smirks, "You look beautiful, as always."
I didn't breathe in fear. He can't be back, he just can't.
"You'd look a bit better without that towel." His comment only makes me tighten my grip on my towel.
"What're you doing here?" I growl.
He appears behind me. "Come on, baby. Loosen up, yeah?" His large hands cup onto mine, and slowly peel my hands away from the towel.
"You never answered my question." My voice cracks. The towel falls down to my ankles, leaving me completely vulnerable in front of him.
He steps in front of me, "You're so fucking beautiful. How I wish I could just..."
My subconscious tells me to pick up the towel, but I don't.
His nostrils flare as I get the feeling someone's behind me. A larger body rests against my back-side, and I place my head on his shoulder looking up to see Zayn. His eyes gaze at Harry, as he places his lips to my neck, leaving kisses.
"Oh God." I moan, my eyes closing.
"No one invited you here, Harry." Zayn says, his hand trailing up my thigh.
Harry's eye twitches, "What's the fun in coming invited?"
Zayn smirks, "Catherine, darling?"
"Yes?" I ask, my mind finally coming back to me.
Oh my God. What did they just do to me?
"Grab the towel, and go get dressed?" I nod, almost instinctively.
I felt disgusted.
As I scramble out, I hear Zayn say, "I always win, Harry. I would go if I were you. I'm not the only one here that doesn't want you here."
Does he mean me? Who else could he mean?
I walk into the dining room and spot Lee and Elaine. Quickly, I grab my food and then head to go sit by them.
"Hi, guys." I greet.
"Hey, Catherine!" I smile and start eating my food, slowly.
"Are you okay?" Elaine asks, concerned.
"No need to be nosy, Elea-Elaine." Lee stutters.
"I'm not being nosy, Lee." She hisses, whacking his arm.
"No, no. It's fine, thank you Elaine. And I'm fine."
As we eat, I can't help but think about his touch.
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Fucking Zayn.