My Woman [ZAYN]

Chapter 3: Something New, Something Good

1st November 2015

i woke up in the arms of someone, their chest pressed against my back.

trying to pry open my eyes properly was like some sort of torture method.

i turned my head and body slightly to see zayn pressed up against me, fast asleep.

my mind jogged back to last night.

he came back to my place last night but we didn't have sex ironically, even after the performance we put on in the private booth of the club.

he said he didn't want to take advantage of me, and didn't want to sleep with me on the first night we spent together. which is cute i guess, a proper gentlemen.

i turn back around and snuggle in under the covers.
feeling me move, zayn moved also, pressing himself up against me more and pulling me tight into his body, he murmured in his sleep making me smile.

he moved again, even closer to me and he kissed my shoulder "morning" he mumbled, and i turned slightly to face him "morning" i smiled back at him
he brought his face closer to me and kissed my lips softly "you're a pretty sight to wake up to" he mumbled against my lips making me laugh slightly.

"you are too bad yourself, malik" i joked making him let out a small laugh. he pinched my thigh as a warning "behave." he said making me chuckle and slap his hand away.

he wrapped his arm back around me and sighed blissfully "thank you for letting me stay last night" he spoke softly and i smiled, i turned fully to him so i could see him in all of his glory "you're welcome, you can stay anytime" i shrug

"is that a promise??" he raised his brow at me making me roll my eyes and smirk "yeah.. if you play your cards right, of course." i joke making him smirk and peck my lips "i'll have to do just that then, won't i" he mumbled against my lips, and pushed me into my back, finding his way between my legs and hovering over me.

we kissed and touched bodies for a few minutes before he started rolling his hips into mine as our tongues fought against each other.
we both moaned into the kiss as our hips rolled against each other.

his hand trailed down my body and lifted my thigh up, i followed his lead and wrapped my leg around his waist, pulling him down closer to me.

i slept in a over sized tshirt last night and a pair of thongs, while he just slept in his boxers.

"you're hard to resist" he kissed up and down my jaw making me sigh and bite my lip

my phone began to ring making him sigh and rest his head on my shoulder as his body slumped against mine, like he went limp.
i laughed and reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my phone.

the caller ID read:
Chris Brown💨💙.

"is it alright if i take it?" i asked zayn, being polite.

"of course" he mumbled into my chest as he hugged me

i answered the call and placed my phone to my ear, using my other hand to tail my acrylic nails up and down zayn's back making him sigh blissfully.

"hello?" i said down the phone

"ayy river, where the hell did you go last night?" he asked loudly "you missed out on a dope ass after party!"