'I what... I kissed you. How can I not remember this?' We were on our date and Zayn had told me I was pretty drunk from this party that I started kissing his tats. He chuckled sipping on his red wine.
'I liked it, but I had to stop you' he pouted.
'Ok well. Let's see. I don't remember anything so how about you show me all of your tattoos again?' I asked suggestively. Biting my bottom lip. Zayn leant forward. Pecking me on my lips.
'Oh it's on baby girl' he whispered.
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We giggled once we arrived home, my heels weren't helping either. So Zayn decided to carry me bridal style.
Zayn took his blazer off and started kissing me down my neck and jaw. I took his shirt off and began tracing his tattoos. My hand graced his collarbone something was written in another language. 'Arabic' Zayn said breaking my thoughts. 'It says be true to who you are' Zayn, "I almost felt like I didn't fit in at my first two schools because I was the only mixed heritage kid in my class. When my sister and I moved to a different school it was a lot more mixed so I felt like I fitted in better."I reached up and kissed down to his collar bone earning a moan in response. I traced the one on his chest. 'That's my grandfathers name, he passed away when I was 17, I was so close too him' I smiled that, Zayn had love for his family. That he still adored him. 'He passed away through cancer'
'Am sorry' I whispered. He kissed me in response.
I flipped us over so I was on top to get a better view. So many tats. No wonder he's so brave. In between his chest I saw some red Lips. I put my lips on them. Zayn chuckled. 'Wow look at that baby, it's like your lips were made just for me' I giggled. Leaning up to kiss his lips, he pushed his younger right through earning a Moan. I pulled back sighing, resting my head on his shoulders.
'Your tats are so meaningful Zayn, I'd be here all night asking about each and every one of them.' My eyes traveled to his hand, I lifted it up to read something that was imprinted on his right chest, it looked like a Z❤️R.
'For you baby.' And that's when I knew I could never let him go.
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