Good Girl Gone Bad (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 17

*ZAYN'S POV*

"Where are we going, babe?" I asked Grace as she dragged me down the dark alley.

The moon was shining bright and there were barely any people roaming the street. It was probably about three in the morning, but Grace and I weren't tired...clearly.

Grace came to a stop and before I knew it, I was pushed up against the brick wall of a random building. "I've always wanted to do it in public..." She whispered, biting her lip.

I opened my mouth, trying to speak but nothing came out. What happened to the sweet innocent girl I first met? I do like this Grace though.

Her lips crashed against mine, her tongue running along my bottom lip, asking for enterance. I smirked to myself, forbidding her to break through. She groaned with frustration, but I still wouldn't let her in.

She pulled back, breathing heavily. "Fine. If that's how it's going be, I can play it too." She said.

I looked into her eyes. They were usually a light brown, but now lust took over, making them a dark brown.

"What are you talking about?" I joked, but she didn't laugh.

Her hands made its way to my belt buckle, undoing it. She slowly slid her hand down my pants and rubbed her fingers against my member. That caused me to bite my lip and I closed my eyes, "G-Grace..." I stuttered.

"Hmmm?" She smirked, biting her bottom lip.

"D-Do you know what you're doing...?" I asked her.

She nodded, "I might be the preachers daughter, but I know some stuff." She said, bringing her lips closer to mine. Her tongue brushed along my bottom lip. I pressed down, biting her tongue. She giggled.

My arms snaked around her waist, pulling her closer to me. She pulled her hand out of my pants as her arms were wrapped around my neck. "I love you, Grace." I whispered.

That was the first time I have said it to her. I have never felt the feeling of love before, but then I met Grace and I knew.

"I'm not expecting a replg back, I was just letting you know..."

"I love you too." She whispered, a smile lingering on her lips.

We had been together three months now and I started developing feelings after a couple weeks I met her.

I pulled her into a soft but passionate kiss, both of us smiling against each others lips.

"How...about.." Grace said, after pecking my lips, "we take this back to your place, huh?" She smirked.

I nodded, "Let's go, babe."

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*GRACE'S POV*

We finally arrived to Zayn's (and the boys') flat. Luckily, they weren't home so we had the whole place to ourseleves.

This time was the first time we were going to make love since that drunken night that I still couldn't remember. After that, I wanted to wait for the right time and this was it; he loved me and I loved him.

Zayn kissed me softly before leading me up the stairs, our hands together. We reached his room and he opened the door, both of us walking inside.

It was dark. The only light we had was the light of the moon.

I stood in front of Zayn, my hands on the back of his neck, pulling his face towards me. Our lips met again and as the minutes went on, it started to get heated.