The Grey Wolf 5

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( A/N - Sorry I have been away for so long. I think this is the longest I have gone writing since I began writing The Grey Butterfly. I have been really busy with school and overall I thought I needed a little break from writing, I did have writers block for the last couple week and was never in the notion to write so I took a well deserved break.
I actually have somethings to tell you. First off I am going back to rewrite and add in new chapters of The Grey Butterfly. I have a lot to sort in that book, I read over it a couple weeks ago and realised that there was a lot needing done to make it so so much better. So when that is finished I will upload the final finished version of it. I will continue writing The Grey Wolf but I fear that updates will be slow, I;m really really sorry)

"Zayn wait!" I watched as he walked away leaving me. "Zayn!" I call louder and capture his attention. I watched as he turned back to me with a confused expression, "Yes?" He shouts casually from a distance.
"Come back." my voice bubbles and breaks from emotion, "Please? just say with me a little longer I dont...I don't wanna be on my own." I watch as his eyes flicker open and closed but without hesitation he comes back to meet me where I stand. My body sagged and the wind caused my hair to be messily swept over the right side of my face. He turns me around and guides his hand to my lower back walking us where we had sat moments ago, tucking his feet in and gracefully lowered himself onto his back side. I towered over him still standing "What are you waiting for?" he smirked and patted the spot next to him. Once I took my place we both sat silently with both arms touching the others but then he started humming. A soft melodic tune that made me breath pace steadily and my eyes flutter closed, I slowly roll onto my back still listening to the warmth that he brought to my ears. Then words started to form from his hums, as he sung a song I was unfamiliar to.

"Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond."

Zayn's Pov

My hands wandered into her hair as I watched as my words brought comfort to her. Her chest rising and falling at a steady pace and every once in a while he shuttered eye lids would flutter. I tangled my fingers into her long, loose hair and combed it though as they did this my eyes were glued to her full lips that were slightly parted. My hand then found the side of her face, her soft skin running along my knuckles. She let out a pleasurable moan and my singing sharply stopped and her eye lids flew open. I smirked at her and saw the guilt paint a new picture on her face. She sat back up and we were forced back into our silence.
"Do you hate me?" I eventually ask.
"No, I don't hate you and I never did." her eyes still stay fixed on the horizon. I stare at the side of her face longing to touch her skin again.
"Then why did you choose Harry?" my voice contrast with my image. Her head snaps to look staight at me and her eyes flutter again.
"I...I don't know, know that I think about it. There was just something about him that made me hate him as much as I wanted him. Like a drug, he was bad from me but still I craved him. A part of me needed him I think." her eye brows furrow and she stares at the small gap inbetween us.
"You don't know if your craving is as strong anymore?" I asked, relating to what she'd said moments ago.
"So much has happened lately that my relationship with him on top of everything else is just to much for me to physically take." she admitts.
"It's not is it?" I question and lean in, "You just don't want to admit it."
"That's not true." she snaps.
"I think it is." I fight back.
"It's not!"
"It is! I can see what he's done to you, what he's still doing to you."
"Just stop." she screams cupping her ears with her hands. I collect her into my arms without her protests and watched as her body cried but produced no tears.
"I didn't want to fight with you I just don't like seeing you this way." I admit and continue rocking her lightly in my arms and shush her occasionaly to keep her comforted. She puts herself together again and sits back up on her own "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." she mutters repetitivly.
"It's okay love." I hum and comb my fingers through her faded hair. She rested her head on my shoulder and this time we sit in weloming silence.
"Mia?" I ask softly, she doesn't move to look at me but only snuggles closer in responce "Mia look at me." I beg and she does. "What would you say to branching out and trying another drug?" confusion struck over her but before she could say anything my lips muted her. Seconds had gone by and I kept kissing her harshly with loads of passion but she gave me no responce but neither did she pull back. Eventually my lips pried hers open and she began to kiss me back but not for long until she pulled her self away and sprung to her feet.
"You shouldn't have done that!" she screams while I calmly get to my feet "You shouldn't have done that!" she screams again and pushes at my chest but  I catch her wrists in my hand and force her closer to my body and my lips attack hers again but this time she wasn't so reluctant into kissing me.
"Get off!" she screams with my lips on her,
"Kiss me back" I retaliate knowing at any point she would give in and kiss me again. I wasn't soft, I came off as dominate and she obayed kissing me again. Her arms strung round me neck and she hummed into my mouth. She pulls away again but didn't scream or shout she just panted and dropped her arms from my neck and her eyes to the floor "I shouldn't have done that.." she sighs, on the verge of tears.

"No, No you shouldn't of" A familiar voice filled with rage growled. Harry...

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