Story of my love

Can what was supposed to be a one night stand really change a persons life forever? It does for Jenna. Jenna met a boy at the club, but if only she new that that boy, was there to change her life. To cheer her up when she's feeling down. To be there for her in the worst cases. This one night, will flip her world around.
( I'm just gonna say that some of these ideas came from BradfordBadGirls Movella Passion. If you haven't read it, you should. It's pretty amazing!)

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13. Where are we going?

"Here, come lay in my arms." Zayn said patting his chest and holding his arms out for me to climb into.

 

I walked over and lied down next to him, as he wrapped his arms around my body, enclosing me and keeping me close to him.

 

"I need to put my hair up." I said with a grin while looking up at Zayn's perfectly tanned face.

 

I stood up, dragging my fingers across his chest, as I walked over to my body mirror. I could see Zayn smirking, looking my body up and down that had only been covered in black lacy lingerie. 

 

I bent down to put my hair up, grabbing the rubber band off my wrist with my teeth, before tying it up into a bun on the top of my head.

 

When I opened my eyes, I looked in the mirror to see Zayn lying on the bed. But my mind must have played a trick on me, because it was no longer Zayn lying there, but Louis.

 

I let out a little gasp as he stood up and walked behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and settling his head in the crook of my neck and shoulder.

 

"I know you want me." He whispered in my ear, before slowly nibbling on the lobe, and kissing me softly on my neck.

 

I woke up covered in sweat, screaming and holding my blankets inbetween my fingers, breathing heavily and shocked.

 

 I shot upright in my bed, looking around me. No Zayn. No Louis. Just me, alone. Was that all a dream? I looked down to see what I was wearing, black baggy sweats and a cut off Beatles T, the same outfit I wore yesterday when I went to lunch with Louis.

 

It must have been a crazy, reality twisting nightmare.


 
I looked over at my alarm clock, and the red digits read 1:30 A.M. That's right, me and Louis went out to eat around 2:00, and I must have fallen Asleep when I got back. There's really no point in staying up at 1:30 in the morning though. Might as well just to back to sleep.

 

~~

 

"Jenna... Jenna." I heard someone whispering while shaking my shoulder ever so slightly.

 

I opened my eyes and looked above me, to see Zayn leaning over me, a smile on his face.

 

"Morning beautiful." He said as he bent down to give me a kiss on the forehead.

 

"Morning." I said in a groggy, morning voice.

 

"You never got back to me last night, what happened?" He asked me, sounding a bit worried.

 

"I fell asleep when I got home after eating with Louis, and I woke up around one in the morning." I said while rubbing my eyes, and letting out a small yawn.

 

"Oh, well that's okay. Do you want to do anything today?" He asked me, scratching his hair with his arm raised above his head.

 

"I don't know. Lets go to your house." I said, a small grin appearing on my dry lips.

 

"Okay." He said with a cheeky smile.

 

He lifted me up with his strong arms, out of the bed and down the hall to where the stairway sat.

 

"Zayn, my phone." I said while laughing, trying to escape his strong grip.

 

"Oh, right." He said while bringing me back to my bedroom.

 

"Now we can go." I said picking up my phone from the bedside table.

 

He carried me down the hallway, down the stairs to the living room where Lexi was eating what looked like a bowl of cereal.

 

"I'm taking Jenna to my place." Zayn said while exiting the room, me still held firmly in his arms.

 

"Have fun you two. May I suggest you lock your front door Zayn." Lexi said as we went down the hallway and towards the door.

 

I just laughed it off, and when Zayn placed me in his car I buckled myself up. He got in at his side and started the car before driving away from the house and towards his flat.

 

When we arrived, Zayn picked me up and carried me into his flat, and into the living area where he lied me down on one of his leather couches.

 

Giggling, I grabbed his shirt, pulling him down to me, making him lie on top of me. I leaned in towards him and smashed my lips against his. Our lips moved in sync, and I started to smile at just the thought of Zayn.

 

Through my smile, I could feel Zayn slowly forming one too. I placed my hands on his chest, pushing  him away while laughing and biting my lip.

 

"Hey! Now what was that for?" He asked me with a grin on his face, clearly showing that he wasn't ready to give up now.

 

"I wanted to see your face." I said quietly.

 

"What's wrong?" He asked me, sounding concerned.

 

"Nothing. I just really wanted to get a good look at your face." I told him with a small smile.

 

But really, I wanted to make sure it was Zayn who I was kissing. I just couldn't get Louis off my mind. I know it's wrong, so why do I feel this way? Am I really falling for Louis? Or is it something else...

 

"Okay, well now that you've seen it..." He said leaning in to kiss me once again. Only this time, it was much deeper.

 

"Time to pick up where we left off." He said through the kiss with a grin while trying to pull of his shirt.

 

I giggled beneath him and surrendered, allowing him to take my shirt off. He smiled before grabbing the bottom of my shirt and lifting it above my head and throwing it on the ground. He unhooked my bra and threw it, also. He started making his was to my pants and undid the strings around the waist, loosening them so that he could pull them down much easier along with my panties.

 

Zayn!" I moaned when he kissed my sweet spot, sucking on it and leaving me small love bites.

 

"Jenna." He mimicked my moan, kissing my body up and down, licking my stomach.

 

He started unbuckling his belt and he pulled down his pants along with his boxers and kicked them off his feet, adding them onto the pile of clothes that had just grown on his floor. He got up off me, lifting my naked body up and out of the living area and into his bedroom.

 

He threw me onto the bed, not harshly though, and climbed on top of me again. I giggled while he kissed my stomach, followed by my hip bones, making me moan his name.

 

"Zayynn!" I yelled when he started teasing me, grabbing my hips and kissing inbetween my breasts.

 

"Jennnaaa!" He said once I had wrapped my legs around his waist, and dug my fingers deeply into his smooth, black hair.

 

"Can we just get on with it?" I asked him while giggling, getting a little impatient.

 

"I suppose so." He said in a low moan before...

 

~~

 

I lied in bed, next to Zayn, shirtless and breathing heavily I turned over to look at him, a grin plastered across his perfectly chiseled face.

 

He turned his attention towards me, smiling as if he didn't give a care in the world, and quite frankly, I didn't. As long as I'm with Zayn, the world seemed a better place.

 

"I love you." He said while brushing my cheek with one of his thumbs.

 

"I love you too." I said grabbing his hand with mine, keeping it close for comfort.

 

"Ca-Can I ask you something?" Zayn asked me, turning onto his side.

 

"Ask away." I said with a little giggle.

 

"How do you feel about going to the Caribbean? Just you and me?" He asked.

 

"For how long?" I asked in reply, turning my full attention to him, and putting a hand in my messy brown hair.

 

"Two weeks." He said, a tint of hope in his voice.

 

"I would love that, but why?" I asked him, a smile forming on my face.

 

"I just thought we deserved it." He said with a grin creeping along the lines of his perfect face.

 

"We just got back from Bournemouth though." I said with a little giggle, thinking back to all the memories.

 

"Yes but, everybody was there with us. This time, it will be just you and me." He told me flopping onto his back. "So what will it be?"

 

"I'd love to go to the Caribbean with you, Zayn." I said leaning over him and giving him a kiss.

 

"That's good," he said, "because I was really looking forward to it.

 

~~

 

"You'd better start packing." Lexi said as she rushed into my room.

 

"Why?" I asked, having no idea what's going on.

 

"Because your flight to the Caribbean with Zayn leaves tomorrow morning!" Lexi half-shouted.

 

"Shit Lexi! I forgot!" I yelled as I hopped out of my bed and rushed over to my closet, pulling out my red suitcase.

 

"Do you need some help?" She asked walking over to the dresser in which I was frantically searching through trying to find the right outfits.

 

"Yes! I need clothes for the warmer weather!" I said pulling out a black bandou bra and a neon pink lace tank top.

 

"On it boss!" She said while rummaging through my clothes with me.

 

I have no idea what she was choosing out, but Lexi has an amazing taste in fashion, so I completely trusted her. We spent about a half an hour going through both of our wardrobes trying to find the perfect clothes for me, and I thank Lexi for letting me steal some of her clothes for this trip. That's the thing that I loved, the fact that we were best friends and were the same size everything! We're like twins in our own way.

 

"There." Lexi said packing the last item of clothing into the suitcase.

 

"Thanks for the help Lexi!" I said wrapping my arms around her and giving her a ginormous hug.

 

"It was no problem, really! I'll miss you though! It's going to be so lonely here without you!" She said hugging me back.

 

"You'll have Harry, and the rest of the boys! You won't be completely alone!" I said pulling away.

 

"Yeah, I guess you're right, but you know, while you're down there you should get a hair cut!" She said taking a chunk of my hair and twirling it around my finger.

 

"I should completely restyle my hair!" I said while laughing. I really did need a new hairstyle...

 

~~

 

"Are you ready to go?" Zayn asked walking into my bedroom.

 

"Yeah, just let me change." I said getting up off my bed.

 

I walked to my closet and pulled out my white skirt with the long flowy train, a black half cropped tight T shirt, and some beach sandals and a thin brown belt. All of which Eleanor gave to me.

 

I got dressed, put my hair into a messy bun, and slid my sun glasses on top of my head.

 

"You ready yet?" Zayn asked me.

 

"Just have to do my makeup!" I shouted while running out of my bedroom and down the hall into the bathroom.

 

I did a more natural look, then headed back into my room.

 

"You look like Eleanor." Zayn said while laughing.

 

"We'll she's the one who gave me this outfit." I said with a little giggle and twirling around.

 

"It looks good on you." Zayn said while standing up off me bed and walking over to me.

 

"Thanks, I just can't wait to get to the Caribbean." I said while entangling my fingers with his.

 

We walked over to my suitcase and I grabbed the handle so that I could wheel it behind me.

 

When we got down the stairs, we walked into the living are where everyone was waiting. Lexi, Eleanor, Danielle, Louis, Liam, Harry, and Niall.

 

"That outfit looks incredible on you!" El said running up to me.

 

"Thanks." I said with a smile and giving her a hug.

 

"Text me everyday." Lexi said while standing next to Harry.

 

"We'll see you when you get back." Danielle said from right next to Liam.

 

"Sorry guys, but we have to go." Zayn said while looking at his phone.

 

"We'll see you in two weeks!" El shouted as we walked out the door.

 

"See you!" I called while Zayn shut the door.

 

We climbed into the car and after I put my suitcase into the trunk, and we left the driveway.

 

We arrived at the airport almost an hour later, and Zayn parked his car in the parking garage.

 

"You're just going to leave your car here for two weeks?" I asked confused.

 

"Don't be silly, Louis' going to come pick it up tomorrow with El." He said while opening up the door.

 

I was about to open up mine, but Zayn rushed around the car and beat me to it.

 

"And now you know the reason why I love you." I said jumping out and giving him a little kiss.

 

"Only because I open up doors for you?" He asked, humor in his Bradford accent.

 

"The one and only." I said walking up to the trunk and opening it up, grabbing my suitcase and pulling it out to set it at me side.

 

"At least it means you still love me." He said grabbing his suitcase and pulling it out also.

 

~~

 

"Flight 214 leaving to Jamaica will be boarding in 15 minutes." The intercom called out.

 

"That's us, we'd better hurry." Zayn said running through the airport.

 

"I thought we were going to the Caribbean!" I yelled after him.

 

"Jamaica is in the Caribbean Sea silly!" Zayn yelled behind him sticking his tongue out at me.

 

I chased after him, eager to get through security. We placed our suitcases on the conveyor belt, which brought them under the scanner. The man gave a thumbs up and gestured me into the body scanner. I stood there, arms above my head, legs spread out, so they could scan me. After a few seconds the man cleared me and let me pass, signaling to Zayn to be scanned. I put my shoes back on, along with my sunglasses, and grabbed all my things, checking to make sure I didn't leave anything behind in the grey bins.

 

"Ugh." Zayn said with a fake shiver grabbing his things and coming to stand next to me.

 

"What?" I asked him.

 

"Just think about it, they technically x-ray your body, they see under your clothes and everything." Zayn said looking creeped out.

 

"That's... Disturbing." I finally came up with, having no idea what to say to that. I had never thought about that, them being able to see my naked body through a scanner. Gross.

 

"Let's get to the boarding area." Zayn said, entangling his free hand with mine.

 

We walked hand in hand to the boarding section, and sat down waiting for out seat numbers to be called.

 

"First class, rows A through G, please board now." The lady said through her microphone thingy.

 

Zayn and I stood up, got in line and handed the lady our plane tickets. She scanned them, gave us a smile and returned them to us.

 

"Have a great flight Mr. Malik." She said as we walked into the terminal.

 

When we found out seats, Zayn placed our suitcases in the little cubbies above the seats and sat down next to me.

 

"How come you get the window seat?" He asked me, a grin on his face.

 

"Because I love the view." I said looking into his chocolatey brown eyes.

 

"I love the view from here." Zayn said leaning over and giving me a kiss.

 

"Yeah, but I still prefer the window." I said with a goofy grin while tapping the tip of his nose with my finger.

 

"Ouch." He said with a grin.

 

I playfully punched his arm then rested my head on the window, just waiting for the flight. Planes always made me nervous, and turbulence, don't even get me started. The way that the plane shook, just gives me shivers. I think my favorite part about flying though, would be the take off. Just watching the ground grow smaller beneath you, it's just an unreal feeling. To think, you could be flying through the heavens without even realizing it.

 

Soon, the plane started to move down the runway. We sat there for a moment, before the plane was cleared and we got to go down the runway. The plane kept getting faster, and faster, until, the wheels finally left the ground. 

 

The gravity pulled me backwards in my seat, and I looked over to see the same happening to Zayn. I looked him in the eyes, made a really silly face and then just laughed. I live being myself around him, and mostly because he made a silly face back at me, and chuckled before looking at the back of the seat in front of us.

 

"You're so silly." Zayn joked, looking me in the eye.

 

"I'm not silly, I'm just crazy." I said with a little giggle, but Zayn poked my stomach, making me squeal in my seat and freak out, but of course, he just laughed and made fun of me for my reaction.

 

Soon the plane steadied, and we were cruising through the light blue sky that had few clouds. I pulled out my phone, and got the wireless from the plane. I started scrolling through Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram, all those things. I had gained quite a few followers on Twitter and Tumblr, and even some on Instagram. But, I haven't been on Facebook in a while and what I found astounded me. I had almost a hundred friend requests. 

 

"There goes scrolling through my friend requests." I mumbled to myself while clicking my phone off.

 

"What was that?" Zayn asked me, and confused look on his face.

 

"I have over a hundred friend requests on Facebook,  and I really don't want to go through them." I said with a little giggle.

 

"Just leave them." He said while putting his hand on my knee and squeezing it tightly.

 

"I think I'm gonna take a nap, this is a really long flight." I said while stretching my arms above my head.

 

"You can lean on me if you want." Zayn said looking down at his shoulder then at me again.

 

"You are comfy..." I said while trailing off before leaning my head on his arm and closing my eyes.

 

"Sleep tight my love." Zayn said as I slowly drifted into sleep.

 

The next few hours, I was asleep. Zayn was silently playing on his phone, glancing down at me ever so often to make sure I was still asleep. And when I did wake up, it was to a beautiful sight.

 

We were flying right above the Caribbean.

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