Please Don't Go, Please Don't Leave Me ☮ z.m.

Chapter 7

Zayn's POV

I pressed my mouth to hers without hesitation and slipped my tongue inside of hers. She moaned slightly and I smiled in the kiss. 

Slowly I pushed on her body enough for her to take steps backwards until we reached my bed. She broke off the kiss and sat on the middle of my bed, looking up and  batting her eyelashes innocently at me. Her cheeks were flushed a light pink and she looked a little out of breath.

"I thought you said I was going to regret this" she commented, feigning nonchalance.  

Oh mother of God. This girl would drive me mad.

I crawled up my hotel bed until my body was on top of hers.

I didn't waste time on words because honestly my brain wasn't capable of putting a sentence together at this moment.

I crashed my mouth on hers and kissed her deeply. It started all playful but once she bit my bottom lip, I lost it.

The kiss became more intense and heated. I felt my body temperature rising alongside hers. My mouth wondered down her neck, trailing kisses along her jaw. 

My hands were reaching beneath her shirt and up her stomach, I soon realized her skin was on fire. 

While I debated taking her top off she was already pulling mine off me. 

"Alright then" was all I said before tugging the thin fabric up. I felt myself hardened at the sight of her breasts, neatly covered by a sexy red bra. I looked up at her face and she was smiling.

This girl was really something.

"You really are a bad girl huh?" she responded to this by grabbing the back of my head and pulling me closer to her face so we could share another deep kiss.

"You-" but I got cut off by the door banging open.

We both looked behind us startled and saw Louis smiling.

"Guys! Zayn and Scarlett where about to do the nasty" Louis yelled, for everyone to hear. I looked down at Scar and her face was crimson red, which I'm guessing it's what I must look like to her as well.

I quickly stood up and grabbed my shirt from the floor, putting it on in what must be a personal record time. 

"Do you need something?" I asked Louis annoyed. 

But Louis wasn't paying attention to me, his eyes lingered on Scarlett. I walked up to him and obscured his view of her.

"Babe, can you put your shirt on. You're kind of distracting my friend" this is what I told Scar without taking my eyes from Louis, who finally realized that he had been staring.

"Now that I have your attention. Do you need something?" I asked for the second time.

He looked at the ground, shame in his stance and he nodded.

"My fiancee is not feeling very good" he said it softly but I know Scarlett heard him because she pushed past us to go to her friend.

Scarlett's POV

I ran to the living room and found Sabina sitting down on the couch while Niall sat next to her, caressing her back in what imagine is a soothing manner.

"Sorry we interrupted you guys but she's not feeling well" Liam apologized and I waived his words off.

"She's more important" was all I said before kneeling down in front of Sabina.

"What's wrong?" I questioned and she gave me a weak smile and a shrug.

"It's nothing. I'm just feeling a little faint-ish and nauseous. I keep telling them it's just because I didn't eat today since I was so nervous about meeting them that I couldn't stomach anything but they keep insisting on taking me to the hospital. Tell them it's not necessary" she gave me one of her puppy dog faces that always works on convincing me into doing whatever she wanted, but this time I had my doubts.

"I'll tell them when I'm sure it's just that. First let's get you something to eat and see if you start feeling better" the words had hardly passed out of my mouth when Niall and Harry stood up at the same time, phones in their ears. Both calling Paul.

"Guys, would you chill? Just call room service" Liam calmly picked up the room phone and dialed them.

Meanwhile I felt someone at my back and I stood up.

"He's a relief to have around huh?" I asked Zayn, motioning at Liam.

He nodded with a smile.

"He sure is" he said softly.

"I'm guessing you wanted room service because you don't want to face Paul again... you know, after the whole water bottle and running assault to get here?" he asked with an arched eyebrow.

To this I just pretended I didn't hear him and sat next to my best friend.

But he was right. Paul was scary and I had royally pissed him off.