She's not afraid.

"You know." I said calmly behind her, "We still have 3 hours before Louis comes home, let's go to the club."
She turned off the sink and then faced me as she leaned on the counter drying her hands on a small towel.
"I would rather make out with you than go to that stupid club." She smirked laying the towel to the side.
"Well," I smirked walking towards her, "We have time for that too."
Before she could say anything my lips had already crashed with hers. My tongue touched her lips in permission to enter and she opened her mouth. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and touched her tongue.
I grabbed her by her waist and lifted her up to the counter, without hesitating she placed her legs around my waist and hands around my neck pulling me even closer to her.
I started kissing her neck, "Zayn.." She moaned as I got a little smile while kissing her neck.
"Mhmm?" I mumbled as she pushed me back.
"Let's go to the club." She smirked and jumped down from the counter.


17. The painting.

Annabelle's P.O.V 

I just layed in my bed for a long time before it knocked on my door, "Annabelle, come out please." Zayn's voice said.

I just ignored him as he knocked once more, "Please, I have to show you something." Zayn said but I didn't reply..

Louis' P.O.V

After giving Claire all the information and tell her what to do I sat down behind my desk turning the computer on.

"I have one more question." She smirked walking over to me and turned the chair around.

"Can your new assistant touch you?" She bit her lips as I smiled and nodded.

I stood up and placed my hands on her waist lifting her up. She took her legs around my waist as I placed her on my desk starting to kiss her soft lips.

I pulled my head back, "You're wearing lipgloss." I smirked as she nodded.

"Have to impress my boss." She whispered as I kissed her again.

I pulled down her skirt starting to kiss her neck. Then I pulled down the zipper to my pants. Pushing everything down from my desk I layed her down and went on top of her. 

She moaned as I went inside her, thrusting harder and faster more moans came out of her and me.

I slowed down kissing on her lips again.

Annabelle's P.O.V

"Go away Zayn, not in the mood." I shouted but he kept on knocking.

All the knocking almost gave me headache. I stood up and opened the door as he jumped. 

"What?! What do you want!" I said loud as he smiled.

He took my hand bringing me out to the livingroom. 

"I've painted." He simply said as I walked over to the paint.

In the picture it was like a cartoon with four squares with small pictures inside them. In the first square it was the club, the people he painted was shadows exept one, who he painted pink. the second square two people were making out, third square it was like a cinema where it looked like they were watching a horror movie, in the last picture he had painted people that was making out, except that pink person, that was standing alone in a corner.

"What's this?" I whispered and Zayn pointed at the first square.

"This is when I'm taking you to the club," He pointed at the pink person that was supposed to be me, "She's not afraid of all the attention."

He moved his finger to the second square, "That's us, When we're making out, and I know you like it." He smirked moving his finger to the third square.

"That's when we were watching that horror movie, you weren't scared at all." He explained moving his finger to the last square.

"And that.." He pointed at the pink person, "That's you. Afraid, scared." He whispered looking down at me.

"Of what?" I asked as he looked back at the painting.

"Of love." He said and picked up the brush again, "But." He said as he started painting a blue person on the other side of the room, in the corner.

"That's me." He said putting down the brush, "I'm scared too.. Because that person." He pointed at the blue one.

"Loved a girl in his past, before he became a heartbreaker, it was this one girl named Beverly, that he loved. But she left him, she broke his heart and since then, he never knew what love was." Zayn spoke before he removed the blue person with white paint.

He painted the blue person back in front of the pink one.

"But that was before he met her." He placed down the brush again and pointed at the pink person that was supposed to be me...

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