We cut last period and decide to go to my house. I unlock the door and kick my shoes off and Zayn follows behind me. He takes a look around and shoves his hands in his pockets. "I'm starving." I say going into the kitchen and opening up the fridge. A pair of arms wrap around my waist, I turn around with his arms still holding me. "Hello." I giggle.
"Hi." he says as he kisses my cheek. "How about.. I make us some popcorn and we can watch a movie." I suggest. He nods. "You can go pick a movie, there by the tv." I point and I turn away grabbing a bowl. I wait for the popcorn to finish and Zayn comes back with a big smirk on his face. "I'm kind of scared to know what you picked now."
I laugh. "Don't you worry beautiful." he smiles kissing my forehead. I pour the popcorn and take his hand pulling him into the living room. "The house at the end of the street, I knew it was going to be scary." I say as I sit down. "Well I wanted to have an excuse to hold you close to me." Zayn says wrapping his arms around me. As the movie starts Zayn glances over at me a few times and finally says "Love, where are your parents?"
I pause the movie and let out a sigh. "Um..my parents are divorced, my dad lives like jTbh you are Novy you pick your nose and you don't like the word oh or the number 7 you don't have a good rap in seneca you have 4 kids and your maiden name is peneipleua
5 hours away and mom is never here because she doesn't give two shits about me." I say looking down and playing with the blanket that was draped over the both of us.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't of asked." he says tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "It seems like you're the only one who cares about me, and I barely have known you for two days." I say. "You know..when I first saw you yesterday I got this weird feeling in my stomach and I couldn't get over how beautiful you are."
I smile at him sweetly and kiss his jaw. "Why couldn't you of been in my life years ago?" I ask letting out a small laugh. "I don't know, wish I was though." He moves over and places his head in the crock of my neck, kissing it softly. My phone buzzes on the coffee table and I reach for it.
I'll never be done with you.
Michael wasn't always like this, he used to be the sweetest most caring boyfriend ever until he got into drugs and alcohol. Sometimes I would try to stop him, but he was uncontrolable. I've told him many times that I was done with him but he would force me to be with him.
I thought that maybe if I stayed with him he would turn back into the Michael that I used to know, but he never did.
"Who is it?" Zayn asks trying to get a look. I turn the screen away from him. "None of your business." I say quickly locking it and setting it back down.
I resume the movie and Zayn stares at me deeply. I pay no attention to him and try to focus on the movie. Then suddenly he gets on top of me crashing his lips into mine. I place one hand on the back of his neck pulling him closer. He bites my lip asking for entrance, I gladly granted it. Sparks erupted all over my body as he continued kissing me.
After a while we pull away, both gasping for air. I watch as his chest rises and falls, my lips tingle wanting to kiss him again.
His phone starts ringing, he groans digging it out of his pocket.
"Yes mom I'm on my way."
" I'll be there jeez, bye."
He ends the call and stands up grabbing his jacket. "My mom wants me at some stupid family dinner." he says rolling his eyes. "I'll see you tomorrow love."
he says pecking my lips. I pull him into a hug, my head gently presses against his chest.
He kisses my forehead and opens up the door. I lean against the doorframe and watch him walk to his car. I smile at him as he pulls out of the driveway and I close the door. A few hours later while I'm laying in bed I smile when I see I got a text from Zayn.
Hey babe I'll pick you up in the morning at 7:30. Sleep tight, miss you already! -Z