I've been laying down in this bed for the past 3 days.
Doing absolutely nothing.
Zayn hasn't said a word to me since a couple days ago. No one has even come in here to check on me to see if I'm dead or not. But, I'm still here...in this room. For now at least...
I'm escaping tonight. I don't know how I'm gonna do it. But I'm going to do it. I can't stay here anymore. Fuck Zayn and his little plan. He could die for all I care.
No...I really don't mean that.
Zayn had been on my mind constantly. I mean I miss him...I really do. Even though he doesn't even acknowledge my presence at all, that night at the club is still imprinted in my mind even though it's been like a week now.
I have tried everything to get that moment out of my head...
But nothing works. I end up thinking about him more than I did before...
I slide on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I put my leather jacket on and zip it up. I take a deep breath and look out the window.
It's not that far down. I could make it. But, I will have to run somewhere. Not back to the house. Just somewhere. I don't have it all figured out yet. But, I will have to eventually.
Suddenly I hear a knock on the door and I freeze dead in my tracks. I feel a pair of intense eyes on me. Moments later, I feel the presence of someone behind me and I know who it is instantly.
Zayn leans down and starts to breathe in my ear.
"Hi," he mumbles before he starts to slowly kiss down my neck.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Shhh," he says in between kisses.
I close my eyes and bite my lip. I cannot even try to lie and say that I don't like what's going on right now.
Zayn spins me around and forces me to make eye contact with him. He smirks at me and then flashes me his pretty white smile. "You're so beautiful," he says before placing his hand on the small of my back. His touch makes my skin feel like it's on fire.
I practically jump on Zayn and crash my lips onto his. He instantly responds and our lips start to move in sync. I push Zayn on my bed forcefully and I straddle him. I bring my lips back down to his and we start to kiss again. I feel like my whole body is on fire. I've been longing to feel the feeling of Zayn's lips on mine again. And now that I have, I feel like I'm going insane. Zayn rolls me over so now that he is on top of me. His beautiful brown eyes are looking me up and down now. Zayn licks his lips and then brings his lips back down to mine. I put my hand into Zayn's hair as our kisses get more intense. Zayn lifts my shirt up and throws it on the ground beside the bed, leaving me in my hot pink bra.
"Pink," he says between kisses. "It suits you."
I cannot help but laugh against his lips. I roll over again so that Zayn is underneath me again. He growls at me and I cannot help but laugh.
I pull his t-shirt over his head and my eyes freeze on his perfectly sculpted body. Several tattoos cover his body and I am intrigued by each and every one of them. I would have never thought Zayn could have gotten any sexier. But, I was mistaken.
I begin to unbutton Zayn's pants but he stops me. "Not tonight babe," he says before smirking at me. I pout at him. I mean...I don't know what to think, ha.
Zayn brings his lips down to mine again and I kiss him back hungrily. Seconds later he pulls away and looks be in the eyes. "Why are you so beautiful Mari?" he says while cupping my cheek with his hand. I cannot help but blush at his compliment. He kisses me on the lips again and it takes my breath away. He pulls away and sets his forehead on mine.
"Why are you such an asshole?" I laugh. He laughs with me too.
"I'm not an asshole," he replies.
"Stop lying," I laugh.
Zayn sighs and then smirks at me. "Fine, I can be."
"I know," I laugh.
"Shut up," he says before bringing his lips back down to mine.
I look at Mari laying beside me with her arms wrapped around my waist, sound asleep. She is definitely beautiful. She really is. She's flawless. Stunning...
I couldn't hide it anymore.
Seeing her cry that one night made me feel like shit. I honestly felt bad. I felt like a big fucking asshole. And that weird feeling was back again. I felt like my heart was eating me alive.
I've been trying to deny it....
But, no matter what I've been doing, I still can't keep my mind off of her. She's imprinted in my mind now.
I can't stay away from her. I've decided that I just can't anymore. I've only known her for a week...and she makes me feel like I've never felt before.
She's a challenge.
And I like to be challenged.
She's feisty and stubborn...but all of that just makes me more and more attracted to her.
So I came into her room tonight. I couldn't stop myself. Next thing I know our lips are locked and I find myself kissing her hungrily. I feel different around her. I don't know how...but I just do. I can feel it.
But, the thing is...none of this should have happened.
I shouldn't have kissed her.
I shouldn't be laying here in bed with her beside me.
I just should have not come in here and seen her.
I should have left her alone like I was supposed to...Too bad I didn't.
I feel like this is going to cause problems in the future. Wait...IT IS going to cause problems. Especially with her...
She's a DeSanta. I'm not supposed to like her. But for some reason I do...and I don't think I'll just be able to stop.
I need to get out of here.
I slowly slip out of Mari's grasp. She moans in disapproval but then eventually falls back asleep. I walk towards the door and open it quietly. I keep myself from looking back at Mari, even though I really want to. I walk out and close the door behind me quietly so no one can hear me.
"There you are!" I hear someone say behind me and I literally jump out of my skin. I turn around and see Louis smirking at me. "What were you doing in there?" he asks.
"Uhhh...nothing. I was just checking up on Mari."
"Ohhh just checking up on her huh?" he laughs.
"Yeah," I say before I start to walk away. I hear Louis walking behind me. "Why are you following me Louis?"
"Cause I'm not done talking to you yet," he says before letting out a small laugh. I stop right in my tracks and turn around to face Louis.
"What do you want?" I ask before sighing.
"Someone has a little crush," he says before playfully hitting my arm.
"No I don't."
"Oh yes you do. ZAYN HAS A CRUSH ON MA-" he begins to shout before I punch him in the arm.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I whisper at him harshly.
He just stares at me and chuckles. "So I was right then wasn't I? You have a crush on Mari."
"It's just a small thing," I reply. "It's not a big deal. Besides she's just here for business. Nothing more." Louis looks like he's about to say something but then his eyes grow big. "What are you staring at?" I ask.
"What is that?" he says before pointing at my neck.
"What is what?" I ask.
"You have a hickey!" he says before laughing. "Just here for business my ass," he says before starting to laugh hysterically.
"Stop fucking laughing," I growl at him.
"Ha, Zayn you are really trying to deny your feelings for her aren't you?"
How did he know that?
"I don't have any feelings for her," I reply.
"Oh really?" he asks while raising his eyebrows. "Well where did you get this from?" he asks referring to my hickey.
"None of your fucking business," I reply. "Now excuse me. I am about to go to bed now." I walk away from Louis this time and I don't hear him coming after me this time.
I finally make it to my room and shut the door behind me. I lock it too so Louis can't come in here and interrogate me as well. I slip off my shirt and pants leaving me in only my boxers and pull the covers back. I lay down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling.
I really wish Mari was laying next to me right now. When I was laying down with her in my arms, it felt perfect...and I didn't wanna get up. But, I had to. I just had to.
I sigh before closing my eyes trying to rid my mind of Mari. But, I just can't get her out of my head...
I really wish I could...
But sometimes wishing isn't good enough ya know?