(a/n: here's the double update. i love you all!)

Zayn and the girls start walking towards the opening in the wall. He can't hold back his ecstatic grin. Finally, after all this time that was spent, he can finally say that he's halfway towards his goal. His dad is going to be so proud...

While Zayn thinks about his father and the life he left behind, Margaret also thinks about Shelly and her life. She is saddened by the thought that she could possibly never see her family again, but she knows with Zayn - and maybe even with Kate - by her side, she will be okay.

Kate thinks about how long its going to be until their next pit stop. She's tired and cranky, and her adrenaline rush from attacking Margaret was wearing off very quickly. As the girl whom was just the topic of Kate's mind and Zayn grin with happiness, the obnoxious and slightly pessimistic girl frowns and rolls her eyes frequently. 

This goes completely unnoticed by the couple before her. She can't help but feel disappointed and like that unwanted third wheel (which is definitely knows she is the third wheel but it still kinda hurts) that only is there to use up the extra oxygen. It only took maybe thirty seconds to reach their destination by speed walking. When they do reach it, Kate goes through the hole first. It's a tight squeeze and is definitely dusty... but that doesn't stop her. Margaret goes second; she gets freaked out by the compact space and the length of the hole, but she pushes through it with only a few whimpers leaving her lips. Zayn crawls through last. It takes longer for him to make it, yet the girls wait patiently for him.

He's breathing heavily, a thin layer of sweat covering his forehead. Margaret stares at it in fascination. This fascination is awoken from how terribly hot he looks when he is all dusty and sweaty, as odd as that may sound. It is arousing to the young girl, and she decides that she will do anything to see a sweaty Zayn again.

Katherine isn't so turned on by this. No, it's rather gross how the dirt trailed down his face, not that he can help it. Kate shakes her head and pushes her thick hair away from her face. 

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Dana lets herself into Shelly's house. She hasn't seen either Shelly or Margie in a while, and it's been worrying her that something has happened to them. She hears the familiar sound of Bruno's nails clicking on the hardwood floor. He jumps at her and begins licking her all over the face. She laughs and says, "Where's Margie, huh, boy?"

She pushes Bruno down and scratches behind his ears before walking into the living room and calling out, "Shelly? Margaret?"

No answer.

She goes into the kitchen and yells, "Shelly? Margaret?"

Still, no answer.

Dana is thoroughly scared by now. She runs down the basement steps, all the while crying out for Margie, for Shelly, for anyone.

Once again, no one answers her howls. Bruno happens to participate once in awhile.

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Margaret and Zayn lay close together, staring at the stars. Kate had asked if they could stop when it started getting dark. Of course, the duo had also started to wear out, so they agreed. Katherine was huddled up on a pile of Margaret's clothes, covered with some as well. She hadn't come prepared for this trip at all. This made her blonde nemesis pity her, but she knew that if Kate knew that she did all hell would break loose. 

Margaret turns her face to look at Zayn. When her eyes connect with his face, his beautiful eyes stare back. She quickly shifts her eyes down to his lips. He speaks up, "The stars are really beautiful tonight."

"Yeah," Margaret agrees.

"Margaret," he says. "I want you to know tha-"

She touches his hand that rests beside her, "Call me Margie, it reminds me of home."

Zayn smiles. "Margie." She nods for him to continue with his earlier sentence. "Well, I uh, nevermind. It wasn't important." Margie hopes the disappointment didn't show on her face.

"Oh, okay."

They both turn their faces to look back up at the violet sky, dotted with those beautifuls stars that Margaret used to think were diamonds. She doesn't even notice that her line of vision was blocked until she saw that Zayn's eyes were directly above hers.

"The thing is, Margie, I really want to kiss you."

Her breath is caught in her throat. She doesn't say anything back.

He leans forward a little more before stopping. "You're so beautiful, and you have no idea." He cups her jaw with one hand before brushing his nose against hers. She's completely frozen in her spot, her arms rigid by her side and her breath coming out rapidly. If Zayn notices, he doesn't comment.

"Relax, I promise that I'm not too bad of a kisser." Her arms seem to have a magnetic force pulling them towards the ground until Zayn reaches down and grabs one hand, placing it on his hip. She regains all feeling to her body and moves the other arm to copy her other. It feels nice, she decides.

So much is going through her head at this moment: Zayn's eyes, his mouth, his hand still placed on her jaw, his nose lightly running up and down her cheekbone. During all this thinking, she decides that yes, she really wants to kiss him. She pushes her mouth up to meet his and when they do... all she can think is "Good God, is this what kissing feels like?"

It's like nothing she's ever experienced, her heart pounds, her breath becomes quicker, and she has the sudden desire to stay like this forever. Zayn pushes his lips further over Margaret's until they fit together, his mouth cupping her lower lip. Her hips lift off the ground for a reason unknown to her. Zayn's hips touch hers, and he makes a very, very arousing noise into her mouth. They continue to kiss softly, until Zayn lays his weight against her and places his tongue against her lip, tracing a line against it. She opens her mouth and feels his tongue enter it, swiping curiously over her own.

She's feeling for the first time in her life. This isn't like feeling pain or feeling safe. Margaret cannot describe it. But she knows that she is just feeling. Zayn does things to her that she doesn't understand. She wants to know that deepest, most meaningful details about him, she wants him to feel the same about her, she wants to kiss him forever. Zayn rolls onto his back, bringing Margaret to straddle him, keeping their mouths connected. They kiss and kiss until their mouths hurt, taking deep breathes in between the constant movement of their lips. They don't stop until an exceedingly annoying voice calls, "Keep it in your pants, Jesus Christ."

Margie pulls away from Zayn, blushing furiously. He just heaves out a content sigh, grabbing her arms and pulling her down for one last kiss. She puckers her lips, still inquisitive about how it feels to kiss someone. She hears Kate scoff and then decides that she can pull away.

She moves from Zayn's lap and lays down beside him.

"The stars really are beautiful tonight."

(a/n: well shiiiiiiiit. this was fun :) i ship #zargie #zargaret #mayn [please comment your fave!] sooo hard. now that we got the first kiss over with, we can move on to other things ;)

-fae :*

p.s. vote and comment because DOUBLE UPDATE! i love you guys so much, you don't even know.)