I was sitting in Zayn's car resting on his shoulder while his head was on mine and I felt perfect and completely at ease and then I started to think of what we had just done, I missed 3 lesson's for a kiss and was probably getting into serious trouble with the headmaster tomorrow, something I thought wouldn’t happen, I wasn't like this, this person wasn't me, but was this person a happier me?, I was happy with Zayn, happier than I’ve been in a long time and something about getting in trouble today made me want to do it, I liked the rush it give me.


17. the story

I was lying in a white shirt that belonged to Zayn and a pair of his boxers while I lay wrapped in his arms, he was only wearing black jeans so his bare chest was on show, I started to run my fingers over his six pack when I noticed a scar just above his belly button

"Zayn?" I asked and he looked up at me smiling with questioning eyes "where did you get this scar?" I asked running my fingers over his scar, and he burst into fits of laughter "it's not as interesting as you would think" he said

"I still want to know" I told him kissing his lips

"I would have done told you without having to kiss me you know" he laughed

"Did you not like it?" I asked pretending to be offended

"Oh I liked it" he replied laughing and kissing me

"So the scar?" I asked again

"Well me and the boys were laughing and play fighting when Louis knew he was losing to me he dug his nails into my back" he laughed and i laughed too, I didn't know Louis but from what I’ve heard that is something he would do

"Rebel" I laughed kissing him

"Do you want to meet the boys and their girlfriends?" Zayn asked and i was glad he did, I've wanted to meet them for a while

"Sure" I said smiling while me and Zayn kissed again but a deeper more passionate kiss that went further

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