You Stole My Heart

No one understands Cassidy Holt, not even her parents. Well, considering they're dead. Her only friend is a boy by the name of Zayn. He is going through the exact same things as Cassidy. They begin to have feelings for each other, until it becomes too much to handle. Will Zayn and Cassidy reunite their friendship and start it all over again?

*Chapters 1-12 are switching POVs, the rest are Cassidy unless it says differently.*


14. Chapter 14

We sat like that for a while until Zayn sat up again. He looked me in the eyes and kissed me hard. He backed away, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Zayn?" I asked nervously.

"Come with me." He demanded, pulling me off the couch. 

"What's gotten into you all of a sudden?" I asked frightened. "We were having a moment." I said with a sort of laugh. He held my wrist tight and and it reminded me of Shaq. All the pain and memories floated back to me. I screamed.

He froze and spun around. "What?" He said suddenly, with a smirk. 

"Nothing." I said. "Continue." I knew where he was going with this, and I definitely didn't want to turn him away. He took me into his room and thrust me on top of the bed. He began breathing heavily as he climbed on top of me and connected his hands under my back. He kissed me hard again as he got to the bottom of my shirt. His hands got under my shirt and his fingers trailed up my back. The tingling sensation made me moan. He ripped the shirt over my head and undid my bra. I sat up straight and pulled the covers over myself.

"I'm sorry." I whispered. He looked confused.

"Everything alright?" He asked, slipping his shirt off, revealing a six-pack. 

I licked my lips. "Stop tempting me, please?" I pleaded. "I'm just.. so nervous. I've never done this before."

He shook his head. "Me neither, but I feel pretty confident right now." He said with a smirk. I kissed his cheek and he pulled me down again. He helped me remove my pants quickly and I helped him with his. He ran his fingers through my hair as he moved up and down. By the time we were done, we were both sweating. He rolled over and sighed. I rolled over looking at him and ran my fingers down his chest. He kissed my forehead. 

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He asked laughing. 

"No, it actually wasn't." I replied, still breathing some what heavily. "That was a rush." I said smiling.

"Yeah." He said quietly. He moved my loose bangs from my face and kissed me softly. Nothing could describe the happiness I was feeling at that moment. 

"I love you." I whispered as our lips separated. 

He smiled. "I love it when you say that." He chuckled softly. "And I love you more." He said as he tickled my neck with his pointer finger. 

I squirmed away from his finger and moved back quickly with a gigantic hug. I lay on top of him, my shoulder on his stomach and my legs hanging off the side of the bed. "I love you more than you know." I said happily with a wink.

"I think I know now." He winked back. I decided it was time to get up again, so I got out of the bed with his blanket around me and picked up my clothes from the floor. He watched me closely. 

"Would you mind turning around?" I said with a movement of my finger. 

"Nah. I like you in your natural beauty." He said, still staring.

"Well then." I said unfazed. "I guess you're blanket is being brought into the bathroom then." I picked the blanket up from the floor and wrapped it tighter around me. "Have fun lying there, cold, naked, cold." I repeated. 

"Fine by me." He shrugged. I laughed and went into the bathroom. I came back out fully clothed. I walked into Zayn's room to find he disappeared again. 

"Zayn!" I shouted. Where could he have gone this time?

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