To Touch-z.j.m {au} [[complete]]

7

The pounding on my door was so hard, I could hear the hits echo off the walls.

"Mmm...baby who is it?"

Niall grunted as he turned over in his sleep.

"I don't know, stay here. I'll get it."

I said before beginning to crawl out of bed.

"No, no, no. What if it's a murderer or something? I'll get it."

I smiled and felt him kiss my head before getting up.

I watched him walk out in just his boxers and I couldn't help but blush.

Better not be who I think it is at the door.

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{Zayn's POV}

"Open the dooooooor."

I sang lightly as my head was pressed against the cool metal.

I need to see Sam again.

I need to explain why I've been an asshole lately.

I need to touch her.

God, the feel of her skin beneath my finger tips.

It's pure bliss.

I heard the door locks beginning to jingle as I stood up straighter and shook my head, trying to rid myself of the drunken relaxed feeling I currently felt.

Probably should've laid off the beer before I came here.

"Can I help you? Zayn?!"

I looked up to find Niall fucking Horan in his damn boxers at the door.

I felt my fists clench and my jaw lock in anger.

"What the fuck are you doing here."

He leaned in with a smirk.

"I fucked her."

It all went red.

"You motherfu-"

"-Niall? Who is it?"

I watched as she walked up with a huge jacket over herself.

She looked straight at me and her face paled.

"Z-Zayn? What are you doing here? I haven't heard from you in weeks."

She said as stupid Niall put his arm around her.

I turned to Niall with annoyance on my face.

"Give us a damn minute."

I said as I gently grabbed Sam's wrist and began to pull her outside.

She turned to Niall.

"Just a minute Ni. Okay?"

He sighed and shrugged.

"Sure. I'm getting cereal."

I had never felt so much rage as I saw him kiss the side of her head before disappearing into the kitchen.

She shut the door before wrapping the jacket tighter around herself and I realized something.

"I guess I left it here awhile back."

I said referring to the jacket.

I saw a blush creep onto her cheeks as she shrugged.

"It was the first thing I saw near my door so I grabbed it, okay?

I nodded along and bit my lip as I eyed her up and down.

She looked like an actual angel.

She had her arms crossed as she spoke up again.

"Why are you here Zayn?"

"I missed you."

"Fuck off."

I sighed as I saw her shake her head and look down.

"I wanted to explain my selfish behavior."

"Kinda busy right now though."

I felt my jaw clench as I remember stupid Niall in her apartment, eating all her fucking cereal.

"Why are you with him right now, Samantha. He is a prick."

She rolled her eyes and exhaled.

"We went out tonight. So what."

"And what, you took him back and fucked him? Nice one."

Immediately, I regretted my words.

I saw her face contort with slight pain and confusion.

And the total anger.

"Fuck you!"

She shouted before shoving me hard away from her.

"You've fucked I don't know how many girls in a night and you've yet to even learn their names. You're a fucking fuckboy. Get the hell out of here, I don't want to see you again."

The words didn't bother me nearly as much as seeing tears form in her eyes.

I didn't bother speaking. I just left.