6. Keep it in your pants!!
After Niall answered that question I pick up the phone and said 'did you hear that?!' Niall is shocked. msge wa on the phone?!!!'niall shouts. I put the phone on loudspeaker. 'Maria your on loudspeaker' I say. 'hi Niall' she says shyly. 'hi Maria' it was silence. 'omg! Just ask her out already!' I whisper. He takes my phone and walks into his room. I look at Zayn and smile. I look at zayn an focus on him. 'No Zayn... You aren't going to kiss her. It will get out of control.' he thinks. I laugh. 'what's so funny babe?' he asks. 'just kiss me' I shake my head still laughing. All the other boys are in their rooms. He kisses me and I lay down. Niall comes running out and jumps up and down on the couch. 'Niall its a date! Go sleep!' I say breaking the kiss. 'what how'd you know?' Niall says. Shit! 'well your jumping on the couch?' Zayn takes my waist and stands up. My shirt slides up a little as his hand scrunches it. 'we will see you later' Zayn thinks. Here we go. This will be fun. I lean in to kiss him but before our lips touch I pull away an turn around an walk away. 'why does she have to be so sexywhen she plays hard to get?!' he thinks. I blush. I walk into the bedroom. Zayn can't hold it can he. He walks in a few minutes later. He shuts the door behind him and walks over to me. He takes me by my waist and scrunches my shirt. I stand on my tip toes and stretch my neck up to reach his lips. He leans down a little to touch my lips but before they did touch i pulled away. I bite my bottom lip. And walk backwards signaling for him to follow. I get to the corner of the room zayns body is pressed against mine. He picks me up and hold me by my bum to keep me up. He presses my back against the wall kissing me. His lips slowly move down to my neck and to my chest. I slide down so my feet are on the ground and put my hand on his chest and push him away a little then walk over to the bed not loosing eye contact with him. My hand still on his chest. When we are at the edge of the bed I push him down. I stand there for a couple seconds. Zayn sits up and grabs my waist and pulls me on top of him. He crashes his lips against mine again. Zayn rolls on top of me and tugs at the hem of my shirt. I break away from the kiss an he pulls my shirt over my head. His lips make their way down my neck to my chest. I'm not going to lie. I love this feeling I just don't think it's the right thing to do since I'm pregnant already. Yes I am. I'm due in a month. I don't look like I'm pregnant at all. My ex got me pregnant before we broke up. I don't want to tell Zayn this either. What am I meant to say?! Hi Zayn! I'm an eighteen year old pregnant girl who was knocked up by her phsyco ex boyfriend and oh one more thing I can read minds! No chance in fuck I'd tell him that.
'uh Zayn!' I moan as he goes further. I can feel a smile playing at his lips as he continues to kiss my stomach.