What Is Love - Zayn Malik

Chapter 9

Zayn's POV:

Aliya has always been a gorgeous one, but today... She looks amazingly stunning. Just look at her. I know I shouldn't be checking her out after all she's a good friend of Amira and I. You can't blame me. It's impossible to not check her out. Tight black dress which reaches up to her upper thigh. Black high heels and her hair is loose. She looks fabulous.
After I'm done checking her out, I realize we're still standing at the door. I feel my cheeks burning. What were you thinking Zayn?
" Hey Aliya! Come in. How are you? What's up with the outfit today?" I greeted her and showed her the way to the living room. " Hi Zayn! I'm great. What about you? Umm, is there something wrong about it?" She asked, probably confused or feeling insecure. I didn't mean to insult her.
" I'm great. Yo, that's not the point. You look a- ama-- amazing." Why am I not talking like a human being. Chill Zayn.
" thanks Zayn." She replied. She looks so cute when she's shy.
" well, Amira is not home but she'll be back soon. You wanna go to her room? If you're fine with that." I asked.
" sure why not" she followed me and we made our way up to Amira's room.
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Aliya's POV:
This is so awkward, he was checking me out. But why would he do that? Anyways. Now is the time when I'm supposed to kiss at least that's how Amira planned it. Poor guy doesn't even know that Amira will come back when I call her before kissing him. How am I supposed to do this? How do people kiss out of the blues. To be honest I'm not a slut and haven't been kissed before, so I have the right to be nervous. I'll be loosing the virginity of my lips to Zayn. That's actually depressing because he doesn't even like me back. It's just going to be forced on him. Probably he won't even kiss me back. I'm afraid. What if he pushes me back and slaps me? What if I'll never be able to talk to him? That's kind of obvious.
Both of us are sitting on Amira's beautiful round bed. I'm sitting on the right side and Zayn on the left side. Her room is more like a boys room. Grey walls, black bed sheets... Weird looking posters and a turquoise carpet.
Well, let's stop with the analyzing. I have to hurry up. Amira needs my help, and I'll do anything to help my cousin. She was always there for me and now it's my turn.
I got up and started walking towards the left side of the bed. Zayn looked at me in confusion. I sat next to him. And stared into his eyes. At least that's how they describe a first kiss in movies. He was confused at first but then I was surprised. He was staring back at me. His eyes were telling a story. He was staring deep down in my soul. It felt like it. We didn't move for I don't know how long. Now obviously I had to make the first move.
I leaned forward, to get our faces
Inches away from each other. Zayn didn't mind. His eyes traveled from my eyes down to my lips, then to my breast and at the end back to my lips. Okay this is scary. Why is he looking at me like that?
I moved closer, close enough that our noses were touching. That's it, I know we will kiss soon, so I called Amira silently until she cut it herself because she knew it was a signal from me. I moved my hand to his face. My thumb traced his lips. He didn't move at all. In no time he cupped my face, which was shocking. I thought I was the one who wanted to kiss him. Finally I attached my lips to his. My hands are so cold. I am kissing Zayn. His lips are so soft. I can feel sparks in the pit of my stomach. Am I that into him? The only thing that's scaring me, he didn't kiss me back yet. He's just frozen. Finally I felt his hands around my waist... Both of us stand up and... Wait... He kissed me back. Gosh. This feels great. The kiss is so urgent. Quickly, I wrapped my hands around his neck. His reaction was shocking. He pushed me against the wall. His hands started moving up and down all over my legs. He cupped my hips and bit my bottom lip so that I can give him the chance to enter my mouth. I allowed him. I didn't know my first kiss will turn into an intense make out. We were getting out of breath so we decided to pull away. It's so silent in the room. All I can hear is our heavy breathing. Both of us were staring at each other. His eyes were different. He was looking at me in a different way as if wanting to say something. I-- I actually really like him. Yes I admitted it. Our kiss was not forced we did it because we wanted to. I know this moment is about to end because Amira is probably looking at us but I'm too lost to even notice her. I want him. I really do.