Opening act (Z.M)

Irish wedding

I applied my makeup as Zayn kissed my neck from behind.

I was trying my hardest to concentrate but it's hard focusing when you have a hot guy sucking on your neck.

Every now and then my eyes fluttered closed but I quickly opened them.

"Zayn if you give me a hickey I'll kill you" I said as I applied my blush.

He smirked and chuckled against my neck "I won't" he held my hips.

I sighed and reached for my lipgloss. He stopped my arm and grabbed my hand.

He brought it beside me and ran his hand up the length of my arm. I shuddered under his touch.

He left a kiss on my shoulder and intertwined his hand with mine. He brought our intertwined hands up to his lips. "We have a wedding to get to" he mumbled and left a kiss on my hand. He stepped back and walked out.

He knows what he's doing.

I finished up my makeup and stepped into my room to see Zayn pulling up his shirt. I leaned on the doorway and observed.

He saw me but only gave me a smirk and dropped his head. In front of him on the bed laid dress pants and a dress shirt.

He looked up at me as he undid his jeans. I slightly stood up and lifted my head up in awareness.

He smirked and slid them down. He now just stood in boxers but soon those were discarded as well.

I gulped—he grabbed a clean pair of boxers on his bed. He slid them on and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

He chuckled under his breath with a smirk and dropped his head. He put in his dress pants and buttoned them up.

He grabbed his dress shirt and slid it over his arms. I observed him as he buttoned it up.

I snapped out of my trance and walked over to the dress I picked out this morning laid on the bed.

It was a long champagne pink silk dress with a slit, a loose neck line, and spaghetti straps.

I pulled up my shirt and took off my bra. Zayn stopped what he was doing and stood there, observing me.

I slightly rolled my eyes and grabbed my strapless bra. I clasped it on and slid off my pajama shorts.

I glanced at Zayn and saw him doing the same thing I was doing as I watched him.

I blushed and slid off my underwear. I grabbed a light pink lace thong and slid it on.

I slid into the dress and put in my heels. I walked over to Zayn. "Can you zip up my dress" I asked quietly.

He nodded and I turned around. He softly moved my hair to the side. He slowly zipped it up and I felt his fingers graze my back.

Once he reached the op he put my hair back and placed his large hands in my shoulders. He grazed them down the length of my arms until he reached my hands.

He played with my fingers and I turned around. He looked up and met my eyes. He wrapped an arm around my waist and brought me in for a hug.

I hugged him back and rested my head on his chest.

"I love you" I whispered. His hug got tighter. I didn't expect him to say it back, I don't think I ever did, but I wanted to say it, even if he didn't say it back.

We pulled back and he looked me up and down "you look beautiful" he whispered.

I blushed "thank you".