Love, Loss, and Tattoos

(Note: This is my first FanFic and story that I'm posting on Wattpad so it might be crappy. Please be nice and bear with me here >~<) Sarah Bell has been through some really rough times, and she still does to this day. Her parents died when she was too young to remember and was put into many foster homes at a very young age. She ran away from her recent foster home at the age of 15. She is now 18 and lives in an old shabby apartment in New York City by herself where she struggles to survive and pay rent and can barley afford to take care of herself. But, on one fateful day, while roaming the streets of New York City, she meets a guy that will change the rest of her life forever. Good and bad. Nothing will ever be the same again for Sarah Bell. People will fall in love, hearts will be broken and tears will be shed.

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13. Chapter 13

Everyone was getting in the pool and enjoying themselves except for Harry and Louis. Where were they? I stood at the edge of the pool when I heard a pair of snickering behind me. I turned around to find a mischievous looking Harry and Louis. Well, this can't be good.

"What?" I asked rather nervously even though I knew what was to come. They both exchanged glances before suddenly grabbing my arms and legs and tossing me into the pool. I screamed until I hit the water and then many other splashes surrounded me. I popped back to the surface and came face to face with Zayn who quickly pecked me on the lips before going back underwater. When he resurfaced again I was on his shoulders.

"Oh, it's on!" yelled Louis and Eleanor hopped on his shoulders too.

"You're going down, Tommo!" yelled Liam with Danielle already on his shoulders.

"Did we miss something?" asked Niall casually with Jill on his shoulders as well.

"I'll be the referee!" yelled Harry. Poor Harry didn't have a girlfriend so he was stuck being the referee. We all charged at eachother and Eleanor was the first to go down, then Danielle and then it was just me and Jill.

"You ready to go down, Nialler?" threatened Zayn playfully.

"I'd like to see you try," said Niall.

"It's the final round and you're fighting…to the death!" Harry yelled out the last part in a low and menacing voice which made both me and Jill laugh together. I think he was getting too caught up in this little game. The "duel" didn't last very long since I knocked Jill down easily, but then she pulled me down with her so it was a tie. We both burst out laughing when we resurfaced.

The rest of the day was spent in the pool and just chilling until we got pruney enough and decided to get out a dry off. We all wanted to watch a movie and agreed on "Ted". By the time the movie ended it was late and everyone decided it was to leave.

"Bye and goodnight!" I yelled out my door as they all piled into the black van.

"Try not to make too much noise tonight!" yelled Harry from the passenger side window. I rolled my eyes at him and closed the door. I joined Zayn on the couch and cuddled in next to him, tracing circles on his thigh. He had turned the TV off and was staring down at me.

"What do you want to do now?" I asked, now rubbing his thigh. I knew it was affecting him by the way his breathing hitched and his heart was beating faster.

"You wanna try out that new hot tub?" asked Zayn with a smirk. I slid my hand a little higher up his thigh to receive a forcedly quiet moan from Zayn but I could hear him clearly.

"Sure," I whispered and headed for the hot tub which was right next to the pool room. The hot tub was fairly big, enough for five people at the most. Zayn followed closely behind and I stopped in front of the hot tub to undress myself. I was going to be a little naughty tonight as I let my jeans and underwear fall to the ground. I threw my shirt to the floor and looked sideways at Zayn who staring intently at me with wide eyes, unable to tear his gaze away from me.

"Can you help me with this?" I asked, holding the back of my bra strap. Zayn immediately walked over to me and easily unclipped it and let it fall to the ground. I gave him a seductive smile and brushed my hand over his before descending into the hot tub. The steaming hot water felt good on my cool body.

"You coming?" I chimed. Zayn didn't hesitate to strip down and join me in the water. He scooted next to me and wrapped an arm around me to bring me closer. I think we both knew where this was going when he asked,

"Now what?" I rested my head on his shoulder and tried to move my body closer to him but we were as close as we could get. I rested my hand on his thigh again and rubbed it. I smiled as I reached for him and received a groan of satisfaction. I held his length firmly in my hand, feeling the width of it and rubbing it to release some of the tension. Zayn sucked in a sharp breath.

"Oh, God, Sarah," he moaned under his breath and it only encouraged me to go further. I let go of him but to receive a sigh of disappointment from Zayn. I chuckled to myself.

"Oh, you think it's funny?" growled Zayn and in one swift motion he turned around and pinned me against the hot tub wall, his body firmly pressed against mine. He slammed his lips on mine and began to kiss me with a fierce passion that was untamable. Our tongues collided, finally seeking passage into each other's mouths. I gripped his hair, knotting it in between my fingers as he pushed me harder against the wall. We were burning with fiery passion as my hands let go of his hair and roamed his body, sliding down his flat washboard stomach and caressing every back muscle and curve. My heart was beating rapidly against Zayn's chest as he tried to seek passage inside of me.

He stopped kissing me for a slight second to position himself by putting both hands on the edge of the hot tub wall before inserting himself inside of me with a loud uncontrollable moan escaping my mouth. The hot water hugged our bodies and our every movement, making everything more pleasurable.

Zayn was more rough this time as his movements accelerated and he was slamming himself deeper and deeper inside of me. An overwhelming pleasure rushed through me and I gasped. Zayn's pace quickened and his movements were more rough and forceful. With every push he grunted in my ear and panted loudly. He gripped the edge of the hot tub wall even more tightly, causing his knuckles to turn white before he hit my G-point; hard.

I became dizzy with the intense sensation and flipped my head back only to finally scream out his name. Waved of pleasure continuously rushed through me and I gasped in uncontrollable pleasure.

With my head still hanging back and my neck fully exposed, Zayn took this to his advantage to kiss my neck. It only drove me crazy as he sucked on the sensitive skin, knowing how much I loved it. He bit the skin on my neck, sure enough to leave a hickey and left a trail of warm kisses down my neck. I arched my back, following his tongue, wanting more if that was possible.

He started to move inside of me again and I sucked in a shark breath before gripping his shoulders, digging my nails into the skin. He pushed once more inside of me, hitting my G-point over and over again, causing more pleasure to rush through me.

With one last push and grunt Zayn slid out of me, but I protested by pulling his face close to mine. I pressed our foreheads together and put one hand on the back of his neck to keep him in place. His eyes were dark and full of lust and passion. We were both rapidly panting as if we had just ran a marathon, hardly unable to speak.

Zayn wrapped his arms around me and scooped me in his arms and lifted me out of the pool. He carried me all the way to our room. We didn't bother to get dressed or dry off, we were too exhausted. We just hid under the comforter and slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.

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