Another chapter of my life

This is a story about a very complicated person who needs help from that special someone, to make her see the world not so complicated.

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9. AM

It´s something around 4AM when I’m woken up by banging on my front door. Who the fuck could that be this early in the morning. I look over to the other side of bed to see if Zayn has woken up. Uff no he must be a heavy sleeper. I put his tee on and run to the door. “What the hell?” I say as I open the door. “Hey darling.” Louis is leaning on the doorframe. “Louis what are you doing here? It’s 4AM!” I say angrily. “I was at the pub down the road and they were closing up so we had to leave. And I missed you so here I am.” He is clearly drunk since he almost trips over when going through the door and tries to kiss me. “No you're drunk! Louis you should’ve gone home.” “What's the matter Lot it’s been weeks since our last get together.” I can smell the whiskey on his breath. Suddenly he grabs me by my waist and kisses me. In the same moment, I hear movement behind my back. I pull away from Louis and turn around.

“Zayn uhm I’m sorry if Louis woke you up.” I step back from Louis and he leans on the wall to retain balance. “Who is this Char?” Louis suddenly speaks up. “This is Zayn.” As I turn around to face him he speaks up “I should go you clearly don’t need me here anymore.”  “No, no don’t you dare to leave.” I speak louder because he went back to the bedroom. “Louis you need to go home and sleep this off. I will call you tomorrow when you're sober.” I take his hand, lead him outside, and help him get into the taxi. I completely forgot I was wearing only a t-shirt that barely covers my ass. I tell the driver the address and quickly run upstairs. I hope he is still in there.

“Zayn?” I walk into the living room. He walks out the bedroom dressed in his jeans. “You are wearing my t-shirt.” He simply says. “I’m so sorry for that. It’s just… Louis was drunk and he was just down the road from here so…” I just don’t know how to explain that situation. “I should’ve known you had a boyfriend or something..” he doesn’t move from the doorway. “No, no, no. It’s not like that really. I told you once before, Louis is not my boyfriend.” I make a move towards him. “It didn’t look like that from where I was standing.” He looks straight into my eyes. “Well.. to be totally honest we.. sometimes we..” I stutter, completely out of words. “Sometimes you… fuck? That's the word you are looking for, right?” I look down “Yes, but I would end it anytime. I like you Zayn I wouldn’t want that to jeopardise something we would hopefully build over time.” I’m standing in front of him and put my hand on his cheek to lift his head up so I can look in his eyes.

“I’m really sorry for this happening tonight and I completely understand if you want to leave.” He looks up and I can see that he is hurt a little in his eyes but it is fading away. “You have my tshirt on” he tucks on the hem and even in the dim light I can see small smirk forming on his lips. “Oh sorry here...” I step back, take off that tee, and hand it to him. That means I’m standing there only in my knickers and nothing else. He looks up and down my body, and I slowly get closer to him. I put my hand back on his cheek and slowly run it through his hair. He closes his eyes and breaths in. I stand on my tiptoes and whisper in his ear “You can stop this at any point you want” and start kissing him behind his ear, down his neck, under his jawline. Apparently, he doesn’t want to stop because he grabs my face and kisses me. I lead him to the bedroom and hopefully we can forget everything that happened with Louis. 

 

-- I know it´s been a year but everything happening with Zayn and the boys made me lose inspiration. And of course finishing my bachelors degree was a priority. So here is something I have started back then but finished it now. Hope you liked it. -N ---

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