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(Taylor's POV)

"Taylor...that wasn't me back there and I want you to know that I'm sincerely sorry for what I did." I offer a small smile to him and nod.

"Harry...it's okay, I'm confused though." He nods and looks past me his eyes turning to slits. "Me too." He pulls me into his arms and I hug him back gently.

I pull away and then smile. "I'm going to head home. " He frowns and the asks "do you need a ride?" I shake my head and smile. "No thanks I have one."

He smiles and then nods. "Okay I will see you tomorrow then?" I nod and he walks over to his car and gets in. He starts it and after a minute he drove away.

I look around to make sure know ones sees me and then I wave my hands in a quick motion making myself appear him in a red cloud.

I let out a deep breath and then walk up the drive way. I dig my keys out of my pockets and unlock the door. I walk in and then close the door behind me.

I kick my shoes off and then walk into the kitchen and get a mini water bottle. I walk into the living room and see Zayn on the couch with his head buried in his hands.

I walk passed him without saying anything. I soon hear him speak up, "you weren't gonna acknowledge me?" I let out a breath and keep walking up the stairs.

He stands up and follows after me. "I'm talking to you!" I roll my eyes and say "and I'm ignoring you!" I hear him grunt and I feel a breeze catch my stray pieces of hair and then I'm pushed against the wall.

I let out a grunt, and look up to see Zayn's once honey colored irises now all black. I look away from him and he gently lets me go. "Where were you?"

I roll my eyes and mutter "at work, where else would I be?" He glares at me and says "well God knows where you would be." My eyes snap up to his in hearing the coldness as he addressed me.

My glare falters into just sadness. I let out a sigh and nod. I walk away and he lets out a breath. "Damnit I'm sorry Taylor." I nod not really in the mood to deal with Zayn and his fucking mood swings.

I walk into the bedroom and I feel his cold hand tug at my warm one. I turn around in annoyance and he frowns and pull me into his arms. I struggle against him but he ends up hugging me anyways.

His head is in the crook of my neck and I don't hug him back which makes his frown deeply. "Hug me back." I stare blankly behind him and shake my head. "No."

He shakes me gently and I look at him. "Baby...I'm so so so sorry." I nod and look at him. "Yeah." His eyes start to well up with tears and I suck in a breath.

I look away and say "don't start that shit Zayn." He look at me in disbelief and says "how can you forgive every one else but me so easily?!?" I look back at him and he is wiping his eyes.

He lets out a quick breath and says "I made a mistake, like everyone else I made a mistake!, you forgive everyone so easily....then you get to me and I'm never truly forgiven."

I stare at him and frown. He lets a tear fall and asks "why?" I slowly bring my thumb up and wipe his tear away. I rest my hand on the side of his face and he leans into my touch.

"Because no one has my heart the way you do...it hurts more when you hurt me." His eyes snap open and meet mine and I smile sadly. I remove my hand and turn around.

I go to walk to the closet but he spins me around and says "no." And smashes his lips onto mine. My eyes close but I don't kiss him back.

He lets out a sad whimper and pulls away. "Please....just kiss me back." I let a tear fall and he wipes it and rests his head in mine. "Just kiss me."

I lean up and place my lips on his. He sighs happily and kisses me with so much passion I almost can't keep up. I let out a soft moan and then pull away.

His eyes are still closed and he leans in again. I place my lips on his again and he lifts me off the ground even though I'm still very pregnant and gently rests my back on the wall.

I run my fingers through his hair and then tug, making him release a sexy groan. I let out a soft moan in response as his lips travel down my jaw to my neck.

I push his face away gently and he frowns. "What's wrong?" I chuckle and roll my eyes. "You think sex is gonna make me forget what you did?"

His eyes widen. "No!, no I wasn't trying to do that I swear...I just wanted to feel some part of you before you let me go." My eyebrows furrow and I say "I'm not letting go until you give me a reason too."

His face breaks into a small smile. His gaze lifts to meet mine. "R-really?" I nod and stroke his scruffy face. "Yes really Zayn....what you did was shitty, and it hurt my feelings but honestly you're right we all make mistakes."

His face turns down a little probably remembering what he said. "Hey, look at me." His head lifts up slowly and I kiss him softly. "I love you, and I'm gonna stay with you till you get sick of me...maybe even then."

Zayn chuckles and says "I love you too....and I'll never get sick of loving you." I smile and he kisses me again this time deeper than he ever has.

I am lost in bliss as the kiss continues. He pulls away slowly and I let out a breath. He holds my face in his hands and then asks "am I forgiven?"

I think for a second and then nod. "What you said really hurt you know?....would you really not care if I got hurt?" His eyes widen. "No!, of course I would care...I don't know why I said that I love you more than anything I swear."

I smile slightly and say "then yes I guess you're forgiven." Letting a smile creep onto my face and he chuckles lightly. "I'm glad, I won't mess up like that again."

I nod and then lead him back to the bed and I notice the large bags under his eyes. "What were you doing all day?" He shrugs and says "I was just working and then I came here and did some work outs....I went to your job and waited for you to get done."

I make a confused face and then he frowns deeply. "Zayn....you didn't." I look down and I let out a chuckle, but a sad one. "No wonder Harry was so upset earlier...why?"

Zayn lets a tear slip out. "I'm sorry..I knew that you wouldn't believe me so I tried to make it seem like he's bad....you have to believe me, there's something not adding up."

I stare at him in disappointment and then say "what's done is done.....let's, let's just go to bed."

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