Sach warped the thin blanket around her exposed body. Feeling shameful of what she let Zayn do. She was a virgin. She was pure. And Zayn have seen and touched places in her body and heart no other boy have ever discovered.
"I am 17!" She thought to herself. " It's okay," She took a deep breath. "It's not like I gave him my virginity"
Her attempts of calming down paid off as she could feel herself getting less tense and more relaxed. She, eventually, got up and collected her thrown clothes from the wooden floor. She put her clothes and pureness back on.
Sach stood up and glanced around her, eyeing the place. she walked to the kitchen, which was opened to the living room she was in. she swung the fridge's door open looking for some water to drink. The hot action she just received made her thirsty and weird. She grabbed her glass of water and kept walking and exploring the white furniture apartment. Everything was white and neat. The wall, the couches, the fridge, the rugs. And anything that wasn’t white was close to. But even the brightest coolers around couldn’t make the place comfortable to stay.
She kept walking around anyway, she walked by the bathroom, listening to the water washing Zayn's tough body. Remembering the shower she shared with him. She quickly brushed it off as she kept walking. At the end of the hallway she saw his bedroom, which only had a massive bed and an empty closet. And unlike the rest of the flat, the room was very messy and Zayn's clothes was thrown everywhere. Starting from the bed and ending at the floor.
Sach walked out of the room and closed the door shut behind her, only to see another white door facing Zayn's bedroom. She listened closely,
There was a sound coming from the door.
Her legs rushed without her brain's permission to see what's behind the door. She tries to open it, it was locked.
Confusion and curiosity getting the best of her, she placed her right ear on the door to hear better and try to find out what sound is it. she closed her eyes and listened carefully.
It was soft music playing.
She tried to unlock the door again, curiosity killing her. After awhile she was convinced that the door will not open without its key. Lauren's words echoed in her mind, telling her this boy could be a killer or a psycho. Why's the door locked? Why is there music playing? He haven't been here all morning then it must be playing all day. Why? Is there someone inside? Why's the door locked then?
She chewed her bottom lip nervously as she thought of leaving. She knew for a matter of fact that Zayn was gonna be at her doorstep before she even arrive. She still wanted to leave.
She gave the door one more glace and tried to unlock it using a bobby pin from her hair. It always worked with her house's door whenever she forgot the key. It did not work now, however. She sighed deeply and gave up.
She turned around only to be surprised by Zayn's eyes buried into her angrily. She gasped, terrified. Zayn's eyes were red. Perhaps because of the rage he felt as Sach tried to break-in into his mystery room or from the shampoo.
He stood blocking the way from Sach in nothing but a white boxer.
"What are you doing here?!" He spat out in low hard voice which made Sach's heart beat fast.
"N-nothing I was just.." Sach replied anxiously.
"Were you trying to unlock the door?!" Zayn's voice still low and irritated.
"I – I was just looking around .. and I was won- wondering .."
Zayn's hand cupped her chin roughly, almost lifting her from the ground. He shoved her to the door and stared at her for seconds. His eyes weren't blinking and Sach could almost feel his blood boiling. She was terrified. She couldn't do anything but to sob.
"If you ever," He whispered. "EVER," His voice raising which made Sach sobs raise as well. "Touch this door again, You'll only have yourself to blame." He let go of her face and shoved her one more time to the door behind her. at this point, Sach was not moving. She was scared and confused. Part of her wanted to scream and run as far as her legs would take her. and another part wanted to ball up and cry. The weak part won.
She gathered herself on the floor, He knees covered her chest as she softly sobbed. Quietly but noticeably.
"Oh god. What have I done."She heard his familiar voice buzz from afar after a minute. Then she heard his steps getting closer and closer quickly as he was running to her direction. He kneed down to her shaking body and unfolded her trying to get her to face him.
"I am so so sorry, Sach." His voice cracked. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
Sach was unsure. She kept sobbing and hiding herself from him.
"Please." He lift her face to him, looking directly at her fearful eyes. He placed his lips on her forehead and left a soft kiss as his arms thrust her face into his chest. Resting his chin on her hair. Letting her cry on him as a tear formed in his eye. He hated doing this, but it was out of his control.
"I am so sorry." He played with her hair as he sniffed.
"What's in this room that made you act like that?" Sach finally asked.
Zayn shrugged. "It's just .. Old sensitive stuff."
"What is it?" Sach asked again. Scared of the answer.
Zayn looked down at her. wondering if she would accept his secret. He bit his inner cheek as he thought she'd be terrified and worried. Undoubtedly, it wasn't a good time to confess.
"It's nothing important." He said eventually. "I just don't want you in there, alright?"
Sach nodded.
"I am not a bad person." Zayn said as he got up and lifted her up with him. Standing in front of her, trying to explain his actions.
"It just sometimes I lose control a little."
"It's okay." Sach soothed.
Zayn smiled from ear to ear. Happy that someone finally understood. Usually conversations like this end up heated and he gets called crazy. But Sach didn't.
"What can I do to make it up for you?"
"Don't do it again." She said plain.
He smiled embarrassed, keeping his gaze down.
"Do you want to see a movie or something? I got many good ones?" Zayn spoke as he followed Sach to the white living room.
"Sure." Sach said as she sat in the big comfy couch. Zayn raced to the drawer next to the big TV screen. Looking for a good movie to play.
"The Avengers?"
"Too boyish."
" Oblivion?"
"Naaaah" She said resting her long legs at the coffee table in front of her.
"Pain and Gain?"
"Seriously?"
"what do YOU want then, Sach?!"
"The Notebook?" she says innocently.
"Do you honestly think I'd have it?"
Sach groaned. "Alright alright. I'll watch anything."
He grinned feeling the victory. "Scarface it is."
He jumped up and turned all the lights off and closed the curtains, with a 60 inch TV it felt like a private special cinema.
He sat next to Sach at the big comfy couch.
"I'll make it up for you." He said quietly to her hair as he pressed a kiss. Sach turned around and smiled at him as he did the same. He yawned and threw his long arm around her shoulder, shoving her into his chest as they watched silently.
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Black
Fanfic"Everyone has a dark side." He tried to convince me as his big hands explored every inch of my small body. A moan escapes my lips. "You're just hiding it away, and i'm overly showing it." He smirked in my crooked neck.
