Maybe? Maybe Not? (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen- At Last

(A/N Double update day!!! Wahoo! Xx)

Zayn’s POV

I called Saige and asked her if she wanted to hang out. I was bored and the other lads were either recording or out somewhere. The last time I talked to Saige I learned a lot about her. I know her money situation is tight and I want to help her but she won’t let me just pay it off. There’s a knock on the either end of the door and I already know who it is.

“Hey Saige.”

“Hi Zayn.” She gives me a peck on the cheek before entering the flat I share with the other four boys.

“Let’s go up to my room.” I walk to the back hall and I see she isn’t following me. “What is it?”

“I’m not going to sleep with you Zayn. I’m a stripper not a prostitute.” She folds her arms across her chest. I begin to laugh and her scowl only grows.

“Oh love I’m not laughing at you. It’s just I wasn’t referring to us having sex. I just wanted to get out of the living room and my bed is more comfortable than this couch so...” I usher her to my room and she eventually follows.

“Wow. Your room is nice.” She walks into my room and looks at everything.

My posters that are hanging around. My large window on the side of my wall. The pictures of my friends from back home, family, and the lads. My closet that is a mess and has clothes scattered everywhere. Should have cleaned that up before inviting her in. She jumps on my bed and laughs while turning toward my record player. She messes with it and I laugh at her failed attempts to start it.

“Here.” I walk to the record player and remove her hand.

I pick up the old record and blow the dust off of it before placing the track back on the player. I turn on the player and gently place the needle on the track. The song At Last by Etta James starts playing and I stand Saige up from the bed, wrapping my hands around her waist and her wrapping her arms around my neck. We sway to the song and I hum along with her head on my chest.

“I love this song. This was my grandparents first song at their wedding.” She snakes her arms around my neck tighter and buries her face deeper in my chest.

“Were you really close to them?” I feel her nod in my chest and sigh.

“We were, but they died a few years ago. I guess that’s when everything happened with my family and I turned to gambling. I loved my grandparents and I miss them. A lot. But I know they are happy together, even if they are not here.” She lifts her face from my chest and has a few tears running down her face.

She gives me a smile that isn’t forced but is laced in pain. I wipe her tears away with my thumb and she moves one of her arms from my neck as her hand strokes my face. I didn’t realize I was crying, but I guess seeing her cry tugged at my heartstrings. I don’t ever want to see her cry. It hurts me seeing her cry. She pulls my face closer to hers and connects our lips. The kiss isn’t needy. It’s loving. I can taste the saltiness from her tears and mine combined but don’t mind. She steps back and we fall on the bed. Our lips move together and she deepens it. My tongue explored her mouth and hers is fighting for dominance. I hear her moan in the kiss and she flips us so she is on top. Right when we think things are going to go farther her phone rings. She sighs before answering it.

“Hello!” Saige’s mood changes and her body goes rigid. “I know but... That’s not fair you said... Yes I understand that but...” The line goes dead and I try to read her face but she’s hiding something. “I gotta go.” She removes herself from my lap and gathers her things.