Let Me Love You

Your boy meets girl typical love, except.. Do they all have happy endings?
Lacey Vendie Looks back on her past love story and heart breaking ending.
But when reunited with him can she and her lover Zayn rewrite their story without history repeating it self? Read more to find out :)


7. Just like old times...

Lacey's POV:
I woke up to the sun streaming in from his light curtains. The sun rays light up the messy room and brought its colors to life. I opened my eyes to come face to face with a snoring Zayn, and a horrible head ache. I shifted my legs a little and an immense wave of shot up. I winced and clutched my pillow. The room smelled like recent sex, and I groaned as I peeked under the blanket. His strong arm was wrapped around my naked body and my legs were covered in bruises. Had I really let my guard down and let him do this?! Why why why, my whole time being separated with him I made sure to not fall so easily, and let my defenses fall, guess I did a pretty crappy job with that. I tried untangling our legs but every slight moment felt as if my legs were being shot.i sighed and gave up, "Fuck you too legs," I muttered angrily. I felt a warm hand move the hair off my bare shoulders. "You okay?" Zayn asked kindly in his deep morning voice. He opened his eyes and quickly shut them, putting a pillow over his head. "No we banged and basically I can't walk.." I shot at him. I heard him snicker from under the pillow, "You were screaming pretty loud last night." It didn't take a genius to know he was smirking from under the pillow. I hit his arm, "You wanted me drunk didn't you..." I said the through gritted teeth. He stayed silent for a moment, "No... Well at first no.." I wanted to bitch slap him right there, but I held my cool. "Oh well thanks, guess you haven't change one bit," I huffed and tried wriggling out of his grasp, but he only held me tighter. Soon I could feel his breath on my neck, "oh so now your angry? Well if I remember YOU'RE the one that wanted it most," he hissed.

~you and I go hard at each other like we're going to war~

"Oh is that so? Oh well sorry to hurt you but that was the alcohol talking Zayn!"

~you and I go rough we keep throwing things and slamming the door~

His voice was raising and so was his anger, "OH LIKE IT WAS THE DRINKS THAT ALSO ADMITTED YOU MISSED ME?!"

~you and I get so damn dysfunctional we start keeping score~

True it was me who admitted it but I was too angry to tell him the truth, I narrowed my eyes at him. "Everything that happened was all the alcohol if anything... The moment I walked out was the best thing that's ever happened.."

~you and I get sick and we both know we can't do this no more~

His facial expression change from angry to hurt. He looked away and I knew I had gone too far. I sighed angrily, more angry at my self than at him, I took all my strength and got up out of the bed fighting the horrible cries of pain in my legs, I put on my clothing and hobbled over to the door way while he silently watched.

~but baby there you go again, there you go again making me love you~

It was just like old times before, our stupid little bickering. "I didn't really mean it..." I said softly holding onto the door for support,

~yeah I stopped using my head using my head let it all go~

"I know love I know," he got out of bed and picked me up being careful with the bruising on my legs, I buried my head in the crook of his neck as he laid me down on the bed. He kissed my forehead gently, "I'm sorry too,"

~got you stuck on my body on my body like a tattoo

And now I'm feeling stupid crawling back to you

So ill cross my heart and hope to die

That ill only stay with you one more night

And I know I've said this a million times

But I'll only stay with you one more night~

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