It's been a while since the last time I saw Zayn. I was missing him, but we were closer than ever. Texting for hours, we even were doing Skype until fucking late in the night. And now, I was there. In Bradford.
Waiting for him to get out of the school.
I need to say that I wasn't expecting the weather to be so cold today. I mean, we were in March now, it was supposed to be hot ? No ? Well, it wasn't and I was fucking freezing in my t-shirt. And that damn bell wasn't ringing.
When it finally did, people came in hundreds from the doors. There was no way I would be able to spot Zayn in there. So I climbed on the pic-nic table next to me, getting on my tiptoe to see better. I was fucking shivering and I just wanted him to get here as fast as possible. And the wind wasn't helping the cold.
I was pushing my hairs away when I finally saw him. I felt a smile coming to my lips and I didn't even tried to push it back. My heart was racing like crazy in my chest. When I saw him running towards me, I realized that it was real.
He was really just feet away.
I jumped back on the ground, at the same moment he was joining it. He held me in his arms and I hided my face on his chest. God damn it, was I feeling great in his arms... And it became even worse when he cupped my cheeks and kissed me. And I kissed him back, with everything I had in me. I had become so dependent of him in the last few weeks, I couldn't even recognize myself. Even Louis said it, that there was something different about me. Less swearing, more smiles.
It took a while before our kiss stopped, it was just so great to have his lips on mine. I was the first to break it, because I was so out of breath. People were staring at us, maybe we did put out a good show. I hoped they enjoyed it. I wrapped my arms around Zayn's neck as he was pulling me closer to him.
"Are you cold ?" He asked me and I almost laughed. I wasn't cold, I was freezing.
"Maybe a bit" I laughed and he did the same, before giving me his jacket. I felt my cheeks getting red as I was putting it on. I couldn't help but took a small sip of his smell. God, that guy was smelling so good.
We then walked up to his house, talking, laughing, him keeping me so close. I was feeling so great by his side, like I had never been broken. Like the both of us had never been broken.
...
The night had been great. So fucking great. I borrowed his sweater, we watched movies, we talked, we ate Ramens in his bed... And we made love. We didn't fucked. It was a true declaration of love.
And here I was, sweating next to him, naked, trying to catch my breath. It had been incredible, once again. He was getting better and better each time, I was making me go over the edge in less time than anyone.
In that moment, as he kissed my sweaty forehead, I thought : I love him. And it didn't scared me as much as I thought it would. No, it felt right. It felt like it was meant to be. Like I was meant to love him. Like we were meant to be together. Thinking about it like that made me smile and I wrapped my arms around Zayn's waist before hiding my face on his chest.
"What ?" He asked, still slightly catching his breath.
"It's just..." No, I could tell him. Not right now. It was too soon for that. I looked up to his face, to see him staring at me. "I'm just glad to be here with you."
"I'm glad to be here too."
I smiled and grabbed his fingers between mine. Bringing his wrist to my lips and gently kissing each of the scars. "So glad to be here..." He whispered before hugging me even tighter.
And with that, we slowly fell asleep, holding each other.
...
I have been awake for a while now, but Zayn was still sleeping. I let him, he was looking so cute and innocent when he was doing so. I got out of his embrace only to go put his sweater back, before coming back in the bed. My fingers were playing in his hair, because... Oh damn, he has such nice hair to play with. His eyes fluttered open and I smiled.
"Good morning !"
"'morning..." he answered, his voice still rough from his sleepiness state. Oh fucking God was it sexy.
"Come on, get up ! We have stuff to do today !" I had no clue on what the fuck it was, but we needed to do something. I wanted to get crazy with him.
"Like what ?"
"Just get the fuck up Zayn !" I laughed, before leaning in to kiss his cheek.
"If you give me a real kiss."
I just couldn't say no to that. I was resisting him since the moment he opened his eyes. This guy really does look sexy in the morning. My hands got to his cheeks the same moment his met my waist. Then I put my lips on his. Let's just say that this simple and gentle kiss didn't stayed simple and gentle for a long time.
Our tongue quickly found each other and they started a fight. I climbed on his waist, my knees on his side and my hands on his bare torso. His were sliding down to my ass, gently squeezing it. I moaned and he laughed, knowing how much this was turning me on. So I just decided to get a revenge. Without further notice, I grabbed his length in my hand and he cursed. It was my turn to laugh.
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We played like this for a whole hour, before deciding to go downstairs to have some breakfast. Zayn was a real chef in the morning. Two bowls of cereal just for us. I almost laughed when I brought them to the table. But he was so cute with his messy hair that I just couldn't do it.
As we were eating, his hand found its way to my tight and I couldn't help but turned red. His mom was in the living room, just feet away from us. But he didn't seemed to care. He even leaned in to kiss my cheek. Which was so cute of a gesture that I blushed even more.
After cleaning the kitchen from our breakfast, we went back to his room to get ready for the day. I couldn't help but stair as he was getting totally undressed. I bit my lips, telling myself to stay gently. But he did the same as I put his sweater over my head, revealing my naked breast. I knew he liked it.
When we were both dressed and finally ready, we left the house and walked in the streets holding hands. His touch was keeping me warm in the cold March weather, which was pretty great.
We could have only walked all day long, if I hadn't say a McDonald with a playground. It was just too much for me. "Oh my fucking hell, Zayn. We're totally going in there." I didn't even let him say anything, I was pulling him toward the fast-food. We entered and went straight to the playground. We laughed while getting our shoes off and some parents looked at us weirdly, but I didn't gave a fuck. I just wanted to have fun.
I entered the unit module first, hearing him curse right after I did. I laughed, making my way in the tunnels and stuff. It was quite easier for me, because I was way smaller than Zayn. He had real trouble to follow me and it was making me laugh so hard. I was turning, passing over little kids, not really knowing where I would end up.
I finally came to a slide and went down. I saw Zayn from one of the windows and waited for him to come down too. He did after a few minutes, and all I did was standing still, my arms crossed. Until he started to laugh. Then, a smile cracked its way to my lips. He got up and started to run. Right towards me.
His lips crashed onto mine before I could even prevent it and I laughed. Before kissing him back with as much love he was putting in the kiss. His arms around my waist, my hands leaning on his back, it was perfect. I forgot we even were in a McDonald. Well, until a kid fell on our feet.
We only laughed and, when our eyes met, I knew I had found the right one.
The man I would love 'till the end of my life.
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