Young and Reckless

After Ava's little sister Layla passes and Ava promises to dedicate her life to her what will it drive Ava to do?


16. Chapter 15

      We went to his car and went home. As we arrived at his house he politely opened the door for me and took me inside. He gave me a kiss. He took my jacket off and kissed my neck. I knew exactly what was gonna happen, and I swore I would not let him be pleased. "Come on love, my bedroom is this way!" He said grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs. We went into his room and he shut the door behind us. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me harder. I tried my hardest not to kiss back but I eventually gave in. He pulled at my dress but I shoved him back. "Uh uh! You first!" I smirked. He bit his lip and smiled. "A girl who takes control, I like that!" He winked.


     I slipped one of Zayn's Guns N' Roses top over my body, tugging my black socks up to my knees before strolling out into the living room where he sat. His left arm was draped over the couch when he glanced over me, his eyes scanning over my body before looking at the television again. "Don't you find me attractive anymore, Zayn?" I asked sarcastically, plopping down beside him. "Nah, I don't actually." He said. "Aw, really?" I asked, tilting my head. "That's too bad." I added. I laughed at him, running a finger down the side of his face. He rolled his eyes at me, slapping my hand away. Pouting playfully, I bit my lip, an idea suddenly playing in my hand.

    Pausing the TV made Zayn groan, but he stopped when he watched me suddenly crawl into his lap, placing my legs around his waist. I smirked, watching him gulp. "W- What are you doing?" He asked. I moved slightly, wrapping my arms around my neck. "Nothing babe." I cooed, pressing my lips against his softly. He placed his own on my hips, his hands massaging my waist as he molded his lips with mine. Pulling away when I felt his tongue glide against my lips, I laughed. "Don't find me attractive?" I teased. He glared at me, and crossed his arms over his chest. "What's wrong with you?" He asked. "Me? What's wrong with you?" I accused, glaring at him. "You're an absolute idiot, you know that right?" He asked in an annoyance. "Oh, really? What did I do to annoy the Zayn Malik?" I asked. "You changed," he said simply. "I thought I liked you, and that I could trust you. Now... you changed." He said. "I didn't change, Zayn. I just came back to reality. Knowing that I actually liked you and that we were under a contract can really screw with someone's head. I didn't know whether what we had was real or not!" I blurted out.

     He studied my face, biting on his lip. "Did you just admit you liked me?" he questioned. "Did you just admit you liked me?" I retorted, raising my eyebrow at him. He smiled. "I guess I did," he mumbled, scotching closer to me. Wrapping his arm around my shoulders, he told me to relax. "What are we, Ava? You confuse me so much." He said. "I don't know," I sighed. "But first, before anything...I think we need to get to know each other." I said. He nodded, kissing my forehead. "Where do we start?"

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