Don't Tempt Me

I had everything going for me until my father died when I was 11. He tucked me in, he kissed my forehead, he gave me hugs, and he was my number one supporter. Now all I am is a bad girl. I used to be a good girl like the ones I would make fun of now. I don't care what people think of me wearing those short shorts that showed my smileys or wearing those low cut shirts that made it known that I had boobs. I hear them talking in the halls sometimes in my way to class. Comments about me weren't always bad. And there is no way in Hell my reputation could ever be turned around.

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7. Confused

Zayn's POV

You've got to be kidding. This girl is crazy- one minute she's giving a guy a lap dance and almost gets raped and the next she's telling me she's never had her first kiss yet. 

"What do you mean by 'I've never had my first kiss yet'"

"Well...I've never been kissed on the lips before," she looked down to the ground and bit her lip.

"But what about your asshole of an ex?"

"All he ever wanted was sex, but I never let him kiss me. He touched me physically. I don't know bout you but I believe that you can only count your first kiss if it's on the lips..." She smirked and shied away.

"Oh," I looked at her completely shocked from what she just said.

"I mean I just met you and I don't exactly see you like that right now," she didn't dare to look me in the eyes.

"But you do it all the time? Like that guy at the party you just met him and you started to give him a lap dance."

"But that's different...I don't care about him," she looked like she tried even harder to focus on the ground.

"So you care about me?" I carried on.

"Like I don't want you to look stupid in front of everyone like I do to the wrest of the boys or use you like the rest," she said quickly.

"So you care about me?" I repeated as she didn't answer my first question.

"Errmmm," she started to mouth something and closed her mouth right after for a couple of seconds then,"yes."

She started to cry.

"Why are you crying now?"

"Because you make me so confused and intoxicated and I can never seem to pull myself together around you and I just met you and-"

"And it's called stupid love," I raised one eyebrow up, "I think we both know that we both don't know each others life like we think we did and never have one another a chance. You tried playing with my head earlier at school and now I've got your head all wrapped up into a chaotic mess. And you've got me-" I couldn't seem to find the last words to finish my sentence.

"And you've got me, what?" She looked at me blankly.

I finally found the words and went with it.

"And you've got me left in a cloud of wonder like why you act they way you do and you've got me all tied up."

"Me? Out of all people, me? How? I don't know! I wouldn't even kiss you and I'm such a mess." She started to cry even more.

"You're a mystery and I like that about you. You're beautiful and I appreciate that about you. You're different and I see it better than anybody else would." I looked her right in her eyes.

"And how do you know that? You just met me." She looked away again.

"Because I'm sure of it and I believe even when you don't," I moved her chin up so she looked me straight in the eyes.

"But I've just met you," she said faintly and frustratedly.

"And I've just met you and you seem have affected me fairly quickly," I chuckled.

We were both dangling our feet off the side of my bed and she wasn't looking at me still. Maybe this was a huge mistake? Or maybe I just had to try I little harder? I came closer to her our bodies inches apart until I scooted even closer till only our sides were touching. I kept looking at her for a sign to stop, but she kept letting me get closer. I slowly lifted her chin once again and pulled back a price of her hair behind her ear. I caressed her cheek and this time she looked right into my eyes. And am I sucker for those big brown eyes. She bit her lip. If only she knew how badly that made me want to kiss her even more. I slowly tilted my head to the right and closed my eyes. That's when I felt her soft lips meet mine. Although she said she hadn't had her first kiss, she seemed very experienced. I bit her lower lip and waited for her reaction.



Maia's POV

Ow! That actually kinda hurts. How do you even kiss? Okay ummm? Oh now that feels really good. Maybe if I bite his lip? I slowly bit his lip and sucked on it as our lips parted and opened my eyes to see his brown eyes looking right back at me in shock. Oh my gosh! I had to have done it wrong. But that's when he went even more forcefully then I thought he could. His tongue slip in between my lips into my mouth. It felt really unfortunate to have to crane my neck to the side so I took the risk as I swung my leg over and was now in a straddled stance around his waist. I nervously took my fingers and combed them through his hair behind his head and tugged on small parts. I felt his body suddenly shift and his hands were no under my thighs close to my butt, and he was standing up. I had no clue as to what to do by then but my body seemed to react. My legs suddenly wrapped around him even tighter so we were pressed even closer together and arms dangled over his shoulders and made their way down his shirt. That's when we heard the knock on the door. My eyes fluttered open and saw the door slightly open. I brushed out my hair and tried to fix myself before they came in.

"Hi hun! Safaa told me you have your girlfriend over. I wanted to meet her. I would think you would at least introduce me to her." His mother said as she walked in.

I suddenly look down at my clothes and notice I still don't have any pants or shorts on.

"Oh! Ummmm....where are your pants sweetheart?" 

"Uhhh well they got trashed after the party and none of Zayns close seem to fit as you can see this big shirt doesn't fit me either." I said.

"Oh that's alright. You can borrow one of his sisters close. I bet they won't mind. At first I thought you two were canoodling? How silly of me?" She looked embarrassed.

I blushed instantly,"oh no..." I said shyly. Okay yes like just a minute ago we were having a full on make out sesh but we weren't canoodling. We're we?

"Well I made some dinner. There isn't much left because I only made enough for Zayn but you're welcome to help yourself, dear. Oh and it seems I haven't got your name-"

"Maia, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said trying to save my first impression.

"Nice to meet you Maia, I'm Patricia. Well I will going now goodbye you two," she smirked as she walked out of the room.

"Well so much for first impression," I glared down at the ground.

"It's fine, maybe a little awkward, but I can tell she likes you," Zayn finally seemed to be able to speak.

"I think she was trying to be nice," I looked up at him.

"Well I don't think it would be to big of a problem being nice to you," he shoved it back in my face, "anyway where were we?" He smirked as he grabbed my waist and pulled me tight.

I giggled, "I think we were about to get me some pants."

"I don't remember that I think I liked my way on how we left off better then yours," he wined.

"Well I've got to say it was a very heated first kiss for me, but I really got to get some pants," I smirked and walked away from him into the bathroom. Why? I don't know.

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