13 - Bestfriend's Tea

Araceli's Pov

I wrapped my arms around neck, singing louding to the song playing from the home theater, with my hairbrush as a microphone. My voice filled the living room as I danced around, picking up clothes and straightening the mess scattered everywhere.

I walked back and forth to my bedroom, organising the items in their designated position.

My cheeks hurt so much from blushing, my thoughts were filled with the memory of my time with Zayn.

I bite my lips trying to contain my smile, the thought of how his hands felt on my body had goosebumps appearing on my arms.

I sat on the marble kitchen island, my legs dangling as I focused on my imagination, day dreaming about him.

My phone notification dinged from the coffee table, I turned to glare at the device that had caught my day dreaming short.

I hopped off the kitchen island, mumbling a few unpleasant words as I reached for the phone.

Hey girl, I will be with you in two hours, kinda got stuck at the hotel.

I rolled my eyes at the te