Prom Night

Well a night that is supposed to be all fun and games takes a drastic turn. No love enteded, oh but is there???? Does one bad decision tear everyones world apart or is one paticular 1D lad left heart broken trying to mend someone elses, anything can happen on prom night.


24. No more mistakes

I dont know how long I just sat there crying but it couldnt have been to long. I felt strong arms wrap around me. I didnt pull away because I just figured they were Harry`s. I looked up and realized it was Zayn. I pressed myself closer to him, crying even harder. I know that this was wrong. That I should have pulled away and confronted him about what Harry said but I was scared. I didnt want it to be true. I didnt realize how much I loved Zayn until the thought came that maybe he wouldnt be by my side for me to love him anymore. That some other girl had his heart. And not just any girl, his ex perrie. I cried even harder there was no way I could compete with her. Zayn`s arms tightened around me "baby what is it?". I looked up tears still falling down my eyes as I stuttered the words "Z-zayn p-please tell me it i-isnt true?".He looked at me shocked "What are you talking about?". "P-pplease say that Harry was lien. Did you cheat on me?, did you have sex with Perrie?" He looked at me with pity in his eyes. My heart dropped and I closed my eyes allowing more tears to fall. I expected him to say something, but he didnt. My head dropped, he sighed and pulled me into him, my arms being squished to my chest. He kissed the top of my head " Jess, look at me". I didnt budge, he pulled my chin up to face him. "I did not have sex with Perrie", my eyes shot up to meet his "Promise?". He nodded "I promise". I leaned in kissing him. His lips were hot but soft, just touching each other never moving. "I love you Zayn, I`m in love with you". He smiled and pulled me into his arms "you dont know how much I have dreamed of hearing you say those words doll, I love you too, and I am madly in love with you". I stood up taking his hand "There is something I want to show you". He followed me over to where Dixie was. I climbed on first him doing the same. I wanted to show him some place that ment alot to me. "Oh my!", I laughed as I helped him off of Dixie. We were at this cottage with a little pond and man made water fall behind it. I took his hand leading him in "My grandfather made it for me before he moved to America, he said it was the one thing we had in commmon." "Whats that?", he asked shutting the door. "An apreciation for the little things that are equally as beautiful as the big".  I watched as he took a look around admiring different things "Ive never brought anyone here before Zayn". He stopped walking and looked at me "Then why did you bring me here?". I walked over to him suddenly nervous, I took his hand in mine and lead him to the best view in the cottage. It was the only actual bedroom in the cottage. There were other but they were filled with trophies and books, and other things. This room was my favourite it had glass windows from the floor to the ceiling on one side and french doors that opened in the middle. When you opened them you stepped out onto the deck which was right on the pond. Actually this was a special pond it had water imported from the Pacific ocean, which sparkled clear showing the tanned sand under it. It gave the whole pond a beach feel and smell. I had been staring out at the water the entire time not even looking at Zayn. I felt his eyes on me. He looked serious, I guess he had figured out why I had brought him here. My cheeks turned red and I looked down at my feet. I felt his hands rubbing my shoulders "I promise it will be perfect". I looked up at him and nodded, he kissed my forehead and lead me to the bed. He sat down leaving me standing inbetween his legs. His hands went up to my shirt pulling it over my head. My breath hitched in my throat and my heart started to beat faster. Why was I so nervous it wasnt my first time. "Relax baby", he said resting his hands on my hips. "Lay down", he said, I couldnt move, I was too scared to do something wrong, it was like my feet were glued to the floor. He grinned and sat me on the bed lightly pushing my shoulders back. I watched him as he took his shirt off. He took his pants and shoes off while watching my expression. All though I was nervous, it felt like he was doing everything painfully slow. He looked at me as his hands rested on the buttons of my pants. I nodded urging him to continue, he pulled each leg off slowly. He pulled back the duvet lifting me up and placing me under him. "Are you sure?". I smiled "Im ready". He took off his boxers the my bra and knickers. He looked at me again to make sure it was ok "Zayn, I have never been more sure about anything in my life". "I love you", He said leaning down to kiss me. He pulled away and looked into my eyes as he pushed in very slowly. I shut my eyes, it hurt not as much as the first time with Harry but it still hurt. He didnt move waiting for me to adjust. I opened my eyes looking back into his. He just looked at me for a long time. He was thinking deep in thought but he wasnt moving. Minutes passed by and he still hadnt moved. I wanted to tell him to move, but he was in control and I didnt want to ruin the moment. But I could feel the urge of pleasure building inside me, he had to move. "Zayn", I said breathless. He smiled at me and began to move slowly. The whole thing was slow and we never took our eyes off of each other. With both came together, as he pulled out. We caught our breathes and he pulled me into his arms, kissing my collar bones. I kissed his chest then his neck, then his lips. He looked at me worried. I knew what he was thinking but he was wrong very wrong. "There are no mistakes when it comes to you Zayn, I love you". He placed his hand behind my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled away and smiled laying my head on his chest. I wrapped my arms around his body as he did the same. I could stay like this forever.

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