Perfect Stranger

Kylie Jenner flees to London to get a break from her life in the spotlight but here she meets old friends and somehow it ends up being even crazier than the life she left in Los Angeles…

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20. Chapter 19 - „Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane”

Chapter 19 - Brace yourself, I’ll take you on a trip down memory lane”

All I could register when I woke up was the fact that my head was killing me.

I knew yesterday’s party had been a horrid idea.

How had I even made it home?

Fuck did I ever make it home?

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room I was in. Fuck, it was Zayn Malik’s. Somehow I had ended up sleeping in his bed. And the worst part of everything was the fact that I was naked.




How did this happen?

I reached for my phone and noticed I had no missed calls. At least Hailey and Shamari hadn’t been worried. My lips felt like and a bit swollen and glimpses from last night heated make outs session reappear for my eyes.

I looked in those beautiful eyes of his and suddenly I understood why everyone in the world found his so fucking attractive. He was simply beautiful but his looks were nothing compared to the way his tongue caressed your name as he whispered in your ear, or how it sent shivers through your entire body when he had found that sensible spot on your neck with his lips, or how your stomach pulled together as his fingers slowly draw patterns on you inner thighs. 

I had spent my night dragging my fingers through his hair and moaning his name. Again and again and again… 

Why did I get so drunk?

What the hell was I supposed to do now?

What did this mean?

The more I thought about it the more I was suddenly sure that if it was completely up to me, then last night’s events wouldn’t be the last time this had happened. 

„You look so fucking sexy right now and I love the way I can make you moan but I need you to keep it down - we wouldn’t want to wake up the rest of the boys,” he whispered in my ear before entering slowly. „I’m sorry, you just feel so good. So good,” I stuttered trying to keep my voice down. „Fuck don’t say that. You are gonna make me cum again just by using those lips of yours,” he continued as he lifted me up so I was straddling him. „Don’t worry about it,” I leaned down and traced a line of kisses down his chest. „I’ll make it worth it”.

I slowly sat up careful not to wake the sleeping man who was lying next to me. This was not supposed to happen. I had not planned for this and I had no idea how to handle it. I should so have stayed home from this party. Damn. I cautiously pulled the white sheet that had been covering both of our bodies and placed it around my body as I got up from the bed and tiptoed around the room to gather my clothing - that somehow had ended up everywhere. Just as I had gathered most of my things and reached out for the door handle so I could put on some clothes in the bathroom and then sneak out a voice interrupted my plans.

„Where do you think you’re going?” 

Damn. Zayn had woken up.

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