Toxic

Chapter 59

Zayn's pov.

I couldn't stop kissing her.

Her shoulder, neck, jaw, nose, cheek, mouth. Everywhere my mouth could reach, I pecked. Everytime I did, she'd squirm and giggle which caused my insides to hurt. I haven't decided on whether or not it was a good kind of pain or not, but it sure did feel euphoric nonetheless.

We'd been laying here for a good twenty minutes at least, I lost track of time to be honest since her presence makes my entire world blurry.

I prop my body up better on my arms, hovering over her body underneath the sheets in Niall's guest bedroom. The party was still ongoing downstairs but I couldn't care less.

I stare into her eyes because I don't trust my own conscience, I'm afraid that if I look away for even a second I'll wake up from this dream.

"We should probably go back downstairs" She says in between giggles as I press my mouth against her cheek.

"Nuh-uh" I smirk and dive down into her neck where I latch on teasingly, biting her gently.

She giggles yet again and press my head further against her neck in the process.

"If you keep doing this we won't ever be able to leave" She moans quietly.

I chuckle against her pulsating vein, "That's exactly my plan, love" I mumble and kiss up her neck until I'm pressing my lips against hers again, making sure to linger.

"Seriously" She laughs against me and pushes at my chest playfully.

"Fine" I let out and roll away from her onto my back in defeat.

She rolls right back on top of me and quickly pecks my mouth, "Come on" She smiles brightly, which makes my stomach flutter.

Once she's left the bed I lean up on my elbows watching her get dressed. This is a dream. It must be. I hope I never wake up.

She pulls her shirt over her head and looks at me with a grin. She throws my shirt at my face, "Get dressed"

I chuckle and listen to her demand. I've missed her bossing me around.

Once we're fully dressed again she heads towards the door but I catch her wrist just before she's latched her hand around the handle. I turn her around, pressing her back against the door and kiss her.

I can feel her smiling through the kiss and I know she's messing with my head. But I have no intention of doing anything about it, since no one makes me feel this way but her.

Her hands press against my chest to pull us apart, her eyes are glowing as they stare into mine.

"So uh-" She starts and my body tenses.

I furrow my brows together, I knew this was too good to be true.

"Don't look like that" She lets out with a smile, I think she's trying to reassure me but now I'm not so sure.

"You regret it" I say quietly and search desperately for any doubt in the look she's giving me.

"No!" She says quickly and place her hand on the side of my face, rubbing her thumb slowly underneath my eye.

"I just wanna live in this bubble with you" She mumbles, "alone"

I narrow my eyes as I don't understand what she's trying to say. What the hell does she mean?

"I don't want any tabloids writing about us yet, I broke up with Blake just weeks ago because he was sure the media was right about me and you" She explains never leaving me out of her sight.