Love starting with a touch

Ch 17

I looked up dazed for a moment and saw where I was. In Zayn's room. Is this heaven? Because I am sure this isnt hell!

I looked around and saw the clock on the desk. 12:47 am

I sat up lightly and my head began to buzz and my arm hurt like hell. I looked down and remembered all of last night.

"Ely, are you ok?" I looked up and knew that I was surly dead. He was like a god. His black hair was soaked with water and his golden skin was wet as well. Shirtless and only in his boxers I knew it. I am in love with him. I know he really doesn't love me, but I love him and that's all that counts.

He walked over to me and pressed a cold washcloth to my forehead. His lips were only inches from mine and all I wanted to do was kiss him....everywhere he wanted me to.

"Ely, you were wrong." He whispered into my ear as he leaned closer to me.

"W-wrong about what?" I asked him.

"I love you. That's why I waited. Tonight was my first time as well. And I waited until now...just for you. I am in love with you. Don't ever try that again" he whispered the last part and I felt a tear slide down my shoulder.

"I am dead anyways. It doesn't matter anymore about what happens to me."I said. "And I love you too." Another tear hit my shoulder and slid down my chest. He was crying... For me.

"Shh... I am here for now." I whispered in his ear. I kissed away all of the tears falling onto his cheeks and kissed his lips softly. It still made my stomach turn to mush, and my heart flip-flop inside my chest.

"No... You are here with me for forever. Even if I need to lock you in a safe house and throw away the key. I want, no, I NEED you to stay with me. I can't seem to let you go."

His words made more tears spill over and slide down my face.

"Anything to see you smile. Zayn, stop crying. I should be the one to be crying here, not you."