Passion (15+)

When the 16 years old girl called Emily, decided to go for a trip to Brighton, UK, with three of her best friends, she didn't imagine running into a guy that would change her life completely.
Their plans had been; Partying, flirting, having one night stands, and just enjoy the life as a teenager, with no parents for the whole summer.
But when she met him at a festival one night, her life turned upside down, and nothing would ever be the same...
She fell head over heels in love with him, but didn't realise how bad it was until it was too late.
That's what happens when you fall in love with 19 years old, Zayn Malik.


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Emily's P.O.V:

 

He held my hand, as he span me around, till I was facing him, before I got to leave the shower, and then he pulled me closely, into his protecting arms. My heart was racing, as the puzzle pieces fell into place once again. I had my hands pressed against his chest, as his arms held me close, and we were staring into each others eyes. It was like everything else escaped, faded away. Like it only was him and I. Hot water was running down over us, and it made me shiver, even though it almost burned when it touched my naked skin. I slowly moved my hands away from his chest, and he loosened the grip about me, but instead of doing what he thought I would do, which was taking a step back, and probably try to leave the shower again, instead of doing that, I desperately grabbed his hair with my fists, and pushed his head down, which meant that he had to bend down a bit, and then I crashed my lips against his. At first he seemed a bit shocked. I could tell by the way he didn't kiss me back, but it didn't take long till he returned the kiss, hungrily. His lips were moving in a way, that pressed my mouth up a bit, and he slipped the tip of his tongue in between my lips, to touch the tip of my tongue. Our kiss was filled with passion and lust. The kiss got even wilder, as I bit his lower lip, harder than I used to. And the way he groaned into my half open mouth, showed me that he liked it. 

I could feel the cold shower wall against my back, as he pressed me up against it. "You're such a tease," He hissed, in between the kiss, and I knew he could feel the smile grow on my lips. His right hand moved up my inner thigh, and it made me break the kiss. I stared into his eyes, knowing what he had in mind, "Za-" I started, but he cut me off, "Schy!". He sounded dominant, and it gave me butterflies. 

 

After doing what we both knew would've happened in the shower, I shrank down on the shower floor, resting my back against the wall, with a smile on my lips. He shrank down beside me, and there we sat, while the waterdrops that felt colder down here, still hit our bodies. I was breathing in heavily, and fast. His breath was almost controlled, but still a bit faster. Shower sex, was something that I realised I wanted and had to try again. He was unbelievable amazing. I rested my head on his shoulder, and he turned to glance to me, with that little bright light in his hazel eyes, that drove me completely mad. Sitting here, with him so close to me. It was so hard to control the feelings. When I had fallen in love with him, I had taken a shot in the dark, not having a clue about what would happen, but now things seemed so bright. He was just might the one I had been waiting for my whole life. We didn't have to rush things, just enjoying each other would be perfectly fine with me. 

 

Zayn's P.O.V:

 

I knew that if we gave this a little time, could it be that we would be invincible? If we just stayed with each other, for tonight, for the rest of our silly life's. She had been a shot in the dark, but somehow it had been a perfect shot.

The amusement park and Harry and Clara were probably waiting, but I didn't want to ruin this very moment that I had with her. So I kept on sitting on the shower floor, feeling her head against my shoulder. Her wet hair lying on my shoulder. 

I didn't want to mess this thing up. I just wanted to be caught up in this moment, and in her smile, forever.  

"I love you..." I whispered, and stared emptily out in the air in front of us.

"Good, 'cause I love you too," She whispered back, and I could feel her soft lips gently kiss my shoulder. 

I glanced at her again, at my heart skipped a beat. The feelings spreading in every little part of my body, was hard to control. They were burning like a wild fire, they were eating me up inside. They kept me warm, and made me feel relieved and happy.

 

Olivia's P.O.V:

 

I hadn't seen Emily the past days, and I started wondering if she was with Zayn again, but it seemed stupid of me to think like that. She could be with Ronan if she wanted to, and she was probably with him. Smoking weed and hash, gosh, she was stupid. I scrolled through the pictures on my computer, of Zayn and Emily. Even though they weren't together, I had an urge to upload them, just to cut Zayn a little bit deeper, and it wouldn't really bother me to hurt Emily as well. She just could've kept herself from falling in love with that worthless superstar. I hesitated a bit, with my mouse over the ''Upload'' button. "What are you doing?!" A guy from behind said, with a dominant and strong voice. It made me jump up in my seat, and fast move the mouse away. I fast looked behind me, where Harry Styles stood, with his arms crossed over his chest, and eyes burning with anger. "N-nothing," I stuttered, and was about to close down my laptop, but he slapped my hand away. "Let me see!" His voice was so dominant and the way he insisted, made me feel like I didn't have a choice. 

I opened up the photo album called ''Break Up'', with trembling hands. Harry pulled the laptop closer to him, and scrolled through the pictures. "Where do you have these pictures from?!" He snapped, and I could see him glance at me. "I... Eeermm..." I tried to build up a lie inside of my head. "Wait... WHY THE FUCK IS THIS ALBUM CALLED BREAK UP?!" He almost screamed, and I scared moved a bit back in my chair. I opened up my mouth to say something, but I wasn't able to make a sound. "YOU MADE THEM?!" He was still screaming, and my heart was racing, in clear fear. "Give. Me. Your. Camera!" He hissed, and I slowly handed him the camera that had been lying on the other side of the desk. "Good, now delete ALL of the photos! While I'm watching!" His words made me feel miserable. No way! If I did that I wouldn't have the power to control Zayn and Emily, and that would end up being worse for myself. One after one I deleted all of the photos, and let him check. Then he watched me do the same on my laptop, and by every photo that I deleted my heart shrank in my chest. While deleting the last photo, I closed my eyes, and breathed in deeply. "Good. But I swear this will be worst for you, Olivia!" I could feel that Harry meant it, and it made me wanna scream. I didn't want to be the one being hurt. It wasn't fair, at all. 

"Harry? Babe?" Clara's innocent voice called, out from the hall. Harry stared at me one last time, then he left the room, with loud steps. I could hear them mumble something out in the hall... and my eyes watered. The pictures. The control. Gone. 

 

 

 

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