Forever? (sequel to Summer Love?)

Emily has found out some things about Zayn and their future doesn't seem so bright. What happens when she leaves and they both feel lost without each other? They had so much passion and such a deep love but some things are unforgiveable. Will she ever forgive him? And the big question is: Will they ever put the past behind them and get married?
(Some sex scenes)


6. You're My Disease (lil bit of a sex scene)

Zayn's p.o.v

*2 days later*

I sat in Liam's apartment waiting on him so we could go to rehearsals. I looked around the living room at pictures of him and Danielle, he thought she would never take him back but look at them now. Maybe Emily will take me back someday, seeing these pictures made me upset. I couldn't stop thinking about her, it felt like when I tried to quit smoking, it felt like I was going cold turkey. I felt like I needed rehab, she wanted me to move on and I couldn't.

Emily's p.o.v

I was standing in the kitchen when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. "Good morning babe," he said to me. "Morning. What do you want to eat?" "Nothing, I just want you," he whispered in my ear, pushing me onto the counter.He spread my legs apart, sucking and nibbling at my cilt. I gripped his hair, wanting more. "Zayn..." I moaned. Zayn plunged his tongue in my pussy. "Get up," he commanded. Following orders, I did. He set one of my feet on the counter and stood behind me, stuffing his cock right into my pussy. "Zayn!"  I screamed. I gripped the back of his head, and turned mine for a kiss. "Scream my name," he said thrusting harder and harder. Zayn pinched my nipples, turning me on even more.


"Fuck Zayn. Don't stop!" I said.  He pushed me into the counter, cold marble across my stomach. He began to do me from behind. The sound of our skin slapping against each other filled the room. "I'm gonna cum Em's," he said thrusting faster. He did one last push, shooting his load in me.


I shot up in the bed, what the heck was I dreaming about? Why was I dreaming about him? I hate him, but I can't stop thinking about him. He's like a disease, he's my disease and there's no getting rid of him.

<It's like I checked into rehab and baby you're my disease>

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