Passion (15+)

When the 16 years old girl called Emily, decided to go for a trip to Brighton, UK, with three of her best friends, she didn't imagine running into a guy that would change her life completely.
Their plans had been; Partying, flirting, having one night stands, and just enjoy the life as a teenager, with no parents for the whole summer.
But when she met him at a festival one night, her life turned upside down, and nothing would ever be the same...
She fell head over heels in love with him, but didn't realise how bad it was until it was too late.
That's what happens when you fall in love with 19 years old, Zayn Malik.


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4. Rolling stone

She was still shaking a bit, lying breathless on the couch, making  a satisfied smile danced on my lips. I was breathless too, but I was more used to it than she was, that's why it was easier for me to catch my breath. Her eyes were closed, and my hand was on her lap. "Still sure about what you said before?" I whispered, after some long seconds, and when she wasn't curling her toes and fingers anymore. "Fuck you..." She answered, still not opening her eyes.

"I know you want to,",

"Keep on dreaming," Her voice was soft, and she sounded quite tired, and amazed. She opened up her eyes, when she could feel my lying down beside her. We were just lying in silence for a long time, gazing into each others eyes. She made me feel... I don't know, different? Different from the other girls who had been here, but I knew I wasn't going to let her stay. I couldn't keep her in my life, that would be bad for her, and for me. 

I was more like a rolling stone, cause when I played I never ever stayed. I didn't allow anyone in. Not close enough to my heart. 

 

Emily's P.O.V:

 

His hazel eyes were not dark anymore, they weren't as rough as before, now it was like staring into the eyes of a guy that actually was caring and sweet. I knew he was, but he was not exactly taking it slow when it came to me. It was fine, cause it wouldn't last. If he was my boyfriend I wouldn't like it... Cause it would be too much if he only did it rough, sex was about than.. than just touches, it was about making love. Most of the time. While staring into his eyes, I could feel him pulling his arms around my waist, and pulling me closer to him. His skin was hot, and his lips soft when he pressed them against my forehead. It gave me butterflies, and that's when I knew something was wrong... I wanted to keep him holding me in his strong arms, but I knew that I had to pull away, cause it had already gone too far. I pulled away from him, sat straight up and covered my body in a blanket. He sat up too, and raised his right eyebrow, "Did I do something wrong?" He asked with a low voice, and I hated to make him feel like that, cause even though I didn't know him that well, I knew that he wanted to be sure about himself, and when he got rejected, he took it really hard. I shook my head, and moved a bit away from him, trying not the look him in the eyes, "No. It's me." I mumbled. "What do you mean with it's me?'' He was confused, no doubt about that.

 

Zayn's P.O.V:

 

What the hell happened? I didn't get it... Why did she pull away? She shrugged her shoulders, and climbed off the couch, then she put the blanket, and walked to the kitchen, to pick up her underwear. She put her undies on, while I was looking at her, still sitting on the couch. I was just about to say her name... When I realised that I didn't know it. When she was wearing her underwear again, she started finishing what I had started, the scrambled eggs and bacon. Zayn, FFS! Why can't you do nothing right? Jeez man. I sighed loudly.

 

Emily's P.O.V:

 

I could hear him walk upstairs, and some minutes later he came back, wearing some white Calvin Klein boxers, and his smile was gone. I tried to light him a bit up, by smiling. He just walked up to me, and helped with the eggs, while I made the bacon. "Zayn?" I whispered. "Yeah?" His answer was short, and he turned to open the fridge while putting the rest of the bacon strips, that we didn't need, back in the fridge.

"You're really beautiful..." I didn't really realise the words that I said, before I accidentally let them out. 

He stared at me, and then he smiled. "Well, so are you," He laughed and I sighed happily to see him light a bit up. But I still regret what I just said. "Sorry for pulling away," I mumbled, and sent him a little 'sorry' smile. He just shook his head, so his messy hair moved a little, it looked so cute when it wasn't all styled. "It's okay, I just don't know why... Did I seriously do something wrong?",

"Nja.."

"Sure?"

"You kissed me..." 

"Oh," He bit his lower lip. "Why is that bad?" 

"Because I asked you not to," I couldn't make myself look at him, while having this conversation, I was trying to focus on the bacon. 

"Well... Why?" 

Because.. It's... It's complicated," I shrugged my shoulders again, and then I moved the bacon with a fork away from the pan, and over to a plate. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't know," He touched my hand, and again it gave me butterflies. Fucking shit.

We changed the subject, and when the food was done, we decided to sit down, just to talk for a while...

"Jeez! You're amazing at making food woman!" He said while laughed.

"Haha, I actually have a name..."

"What is your name?"

I decided not to tell him my real name, cause I... I didn't know why, "Amanda."  

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