I wipe my tears furiously off my face and look at my phone, pretending I had people to talk to when I really didn't.

The door opens a few minutes later and Zayn slides in. I glance at him then quickly look away, starting the car. The car roars to life and I look backwards as I pull out of the parking lot then turn onto the highway to get to the hospital. I look at Zayn out of the corner of my eye.

"Congratulations Zayn. I can't believe you made Danny!" I said with as much enthusiasm I can muster. It amazed me how it actually sounded genuine. I must be a good actor. He furrows his eyebrows, "Thanks. Congrats on making Sandy. You're an amazing singer."

I blush, thanking him and he chuckles, but becomes serious. I sigh, knowing what was coming.

"Why did you run out when you found out you made the part?"

I frown, "I was happy?"

He scoffed, "Sure. If anything, you looked depressed."

A worried look crosses my dace as I pull into the hospital parking lot. I didn't want to tell him that I get bullied. He didn't need to know. Because once he does, poof, he's gone. I'm surprised he already hasn't figured out, yet. He's a smart lad.

"It's nothing." I say and pull into a parking spot. He looks at me strangely and I get out of the car, uncomfortable under his gaze. I felt like I would crack under his gaze and tell him.

He gets out of the car, hurriedly and follows me to the hospital.  I lock the car door with the keys without looking back. My hair blew around as we stepped into the sliding doors. My eyes widen and I quickly grasped my hair and hid it over my ears. I didn't want Zayn to see my hearing aids until I was sure I could trust him. I see Zayn giving me a confused look and he opens his mouth to say something, but I interrupt him.

"Don't Zayn. Just don't." I warn. What if he is only acting being my friend so he can tell everyone my deepest darkest secrets?

He raises an eyebrow as we turn a corner and start to go down the hall, "Don't what?"

I put my hand on Callie's room door nob and look back at him, "Don't try to figure me out." Then I open the door and step in, but a look of horror crosses my face when I see no one is in there. The room is completely clean with the bed made. No nurses, no Callie.

"Callie?" I whimper and my eyes start to water. Zayn quickly wraps his arms around me and I freeze, never really been in his situation, other than hugging my parents and stuff, but never a hot teenage boy. But I quickly relax and hug him back, resting my head in the crook of his neck. He rubbed my back and the door opens.

"Cassie?" I jump out of Zayn's arm and see...

"CALLIE! GOODNESS GRACIOUS! Don't ever scare me like that again!" I kneel down on the floor and she scurries over, giggling and I crash her in a big hug.

"Okay." She smiled. I kissed the top of her head and she got out of my arms glancing at the dark boy behind me.

"Hey Zayn!" She chirped. Zayn grinned, "Hey Callie! How's everything?"

She shows no emotions and I feel my heart drop,"The doctor wants to speak to you, Cassie."

I widen my eyes and stand up, "O-Okay." Now that I think about it. Why wasn't Callie in her room? Why wasn't she in bed like yesterday? I look back at Zayn and he nods at me. He then squats and smiles softly at Callie, "What do you want to do?"

I quickly walk out the door and shut it behind me, softly. I look around and see her doctor talking to a nurse around the corner. I hurriedly walk over to the doctor and she turns around and smiles, before turning her head back to the nurse.

"You can go now, Lisa. We'll continue talking later." The doctor says and the nurse, Lisa, walks off with a nod.

"So what's wrong with Callie?" I ask, wanting to get straight to the point.

A slow smile tugs at her lips, "Nothing. I think the chemo has worked now. There's been a somewhat miracle. Her leukemia is gone and can strike back, but shouldn't. Since she's growing and her immune system is growing to be a strong one."

I nod, a grin bursting on my lips and squeal, "GREAT! Can I take her home today?"

The doctor chuckles, "Yes."

"WOOHOO! Thanks!" I cheer and run back, bursting into Callie's room. I freeze raising an eyebrow as Zayn freezes too. He was laying the hospital bed with Callie beside him, snuggling into him and snoring. He seemed to be singing to her. He blushes and I chuckle. That's just too sweet. Without thinking I quickly snapped a picture on my phone and Zayn's eyes widen.

"What?! Cassie!" He groans. I laugh and put my phone back in my pocket, glancing at Callie.

"So what did the doctor say?" Zayn asked,  crawling off the bed.

"Callie can go home! Her Leukemia is gone and it shouldn't come back! I can take her home today!" I jump up and down, squealing, surprised Callie hasn't woken up yet.

Zayn grins and hugs me, "Really?" I nod my head eagerly and he chuckles. I squeal again and start dancing around the room.

But then something...that had to be the most amazing, embarrassing, nervous, thing happened to me.

I grabbed Zayn's face and kissed him, feeling a bolt of electricity run through me.

I quickly pull away, widening my eyes and blushing, "Oh my gosh, Zayn! I'm so sorry! I was just so excited and--"

He nods his head, shaking off his frozen trance, "It's o-okay."

I groan and rub my hands down my face, "No it's not." It really wasn't. That was my first kiss. It was just a peck, yes, but I hoped it to be....what's the word? Romantic and with someone I felt like I loved, not a friend. I might have a crush on him, but I don't love him...yet. Gosh, what was I thinking?

He blushes and asks hesitantly, not sure if he really wants to know, "Why?"

My whole face heats up and I stutter, "Uh, uh, it's, um, because, nothing?" I squeak.

He shots me a look that tells me he doesn't believe it. I sigh and rush out everything in one breath, "That's my first kiss!"

He freezes then a slow smile pulls onto his face, "I'm your first kiss?"

"Y-Yes. Uh, why are you smiling like that? It's creeping me out...." I stutter, very embarrassed.

He chuckles and takes a step closer, "That one shouldn't count."

I raise an eyebrow, blushing like a 1,000 tomatoes, "Uh, what do-"

I'm interrupted, but not by speaking, but Zayn's lips. His hands tangle into my hair and my eyes fly open in shock. His lips fight against mine, urging me to kiss back. I flutter my eyelids closed and kissed back, moving my lips with his. Something in the pit of my stomach tingled...was this butterflies? I felt tingles shoot through my body, making me feel...alive? Is that weird? I move my hands to the side of his face and tilt my head to the side, a little. I'm guessing this is how you kiss. I was just taking it by the movies, books, and seeing other people kiss.

We pull away and I blush, backing away from him.

"Uh, can you, um, carry Callie to the car?" I stammer, asking. He nods his head silently, looking perplexed, his eyebrows furrowed together. Was it a bad kiss? Was I a bad kisser? Did he not like me? I just kissed my crush. Oh gosh. I just kissed someone, my first kiss, then he kisses me for a second time.

He lifts up Callie and we walk quietly in an awkward silence towards the car.

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