Zayn came closer, our chests almost touching. His breath is heavy. I could smell the smoke from the cigarette he just smoked mixed with essence and his cologne. His face changed almost in realisation of who I was.
"Hmm, what are you doing here sweetheart?" His tone was calmer and more loving. I was shaking remembering the first party I was at with Zayn. He led me to the wall and gently pressed my back to it.
"Don't shake Angel, I won't hurt you. Trust me." He stroked my arm, making my skin tingle. He came closer pressing his arms to the wall. He pushed my hair to the side and lowered his head down and kissed down my jaw to my neck. He continued to kiss up and down my neck, my stomach fluttered. I wanted to stop him but I couldn't. My body relaxed, I began to trust him. He lifted me as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He looked up at me, he tucked the stray hairs behind my ear. He glanced at my lips and then back at my eyes. He pressed his forehead to mine, he is inches away from my lips and his breath became heavier. He pulled me closer to him and placed his lips on mine, engulfing me in his slow but deep kiss. My hands roamed his hair pulling him closer to me and deepening the kiss. His hunger built as our kisses became passionate. He walked us over to the bed.
"Lay back, Angel"
I kicked off my shoes and lay on my back. He kissed along my neck, lightly sucking at the tender skin. A light moan left my slightly parted lips.
"You're so beautiful" he murmured against my skin. He rubbed his hands up and down against my bare legs. My tight dress was now bunched up around my waist. I lay on the bed with a bare-chested Zayn hovering over me.
In my mind I was having thoughts on how far to go with this. I mean, I hardly know him and all the time I have known him he hasn't been much of a gentleman. But on the other hand, he's quite attractive and he did save my life so this could be a thank you. Ariana! Snap out of it. What has gotten into you? You can't go around repaying men with sexual favours. The more I thought, more and more things kept coming up on why I should let him sleep with me or not. I obviously wasn't going to win the battle in my head.
I could feel Zayn's hand moving higher up my thigh, his lips attached to my neck, it sent a tingling sensations throughout my body. I went to hold his wrist back from continuing his next intimate advance, but he pulled away and stood up before I could. I sat up and looked at him. Anyone could tell his emotion from his eyes. I looked at his stern face, showing no emotion but his eyes told a different story. They showed guilt and sorrow. He walked off on to the balcony and lit another cigarette.
Zayn's POV
Come on Zayn! You've had so many one night stands, another one won't hurt, I thought to myself as I lit up another cigarette. I felt so guilty, I forced myself on to her. She was so scared. I could feel it. I threw my cigarette off the balcony and went back inside, I wasn't expecting to see Ariana still in the bedroom. She had readjusted her dress and bent down to pick up her shoes. Her hair was frizzer than when she entered but it wasn't messy enough to be recognised as sex hair. She looked at me, said nothing just reached for the door handle, she was about to leave.
"Wait." She turned around, she didn't look at me. Her head slumped as she stared at the floor. She awaited what I had to say.
"I'm really sorry for that.." I tried to be as brief as possible.
She stayed silent.
"How about I make it up to you?" She lifted her head. I smiled at her.
She still remained silent. I went into the wardrobe and took out a white t-shirt and some shorts a girl had left behind some nights ago. I handed them to her.
"You're making it up to me by giving me free clothes?" She furrowed her brow, puzzled at my gesture.
"No. Stay the night. It's late, and you can stay as long you like. I'll show you the spare room." I was hoping she'd go along with it. I mean, I wouldn't blame her if she said no. But to my suprise she nodded and gave me a small smile.
"But first can you show me the bathroom so I can change?" She held the clothes to her chest as I walked her to the bathroom. I leaned against the wall waiting for her to finish. How long does it take to change your clothes? She finally unlocked the door. The white shirt was just long enough to cover her up, and the shorts weren't much longer than the shirt. I took her to the bedroom and she put the clothes she took off on the floor. She turned to me and smiled.
"Thank you. Good night Zayn." I smiled at her and she shut the door.
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Ariana's POV
Niall had come over early that morning because he didn't see me come back from the 'bathroom' after he waited for me last night. I told him that I had bumped into Zayn and we talked, I avoided telling him any details of what actually happened but he did ask a hell of a lot of questions.
We'd been chatting for a while before Zayn woke up.
"Morning" I chirped. He groaned, at least I knew he had acknowledged me. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I was about to come out then I heard Zayn and Niall bickering over something. I pressed my ear against the door to make out the conversation.
"Jesus Zayn! You actually can't go one night without getting into some girls pants, can you? It just has to be a new girl every night with you." Niall said.
"Nothing happened between Ariana and I." Zayn's voice was stern. I wouldn't say nothing, I thought to myself.
"Oh come off it! You need to start getting your shit together. You can't keep sleeping around forever." Niall was getting frustrated.
"Look. I told you. Nothing happened. Don't believe me, I really couldn't care less." Zayn huffed.
"Zayn I-" A phone went off, Niall picked it up. I think he'd walked out of the room because I couldn't hear his voice anymore. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Ariana? Are you alright in there?" It was Zayn. So he does have a heart?
"Mhm." The footsteps became lighter, he'd gone back downstairs. I could hear Niall's voice again too.
"Alright mate, see you in a bit." Niall ended the call.
"That was Louis. They want you in for training again." Niall said. Training? For what? A loud sigh came from Zayn.
"When?"
"As soon as. So tonight."
"Shit, I can't just send her back to campus. But on the other hand I can't take her." Take me where?
"Well you've obviously bit off more than you can chew. I can take her back if you like." Niall suggested.
I'd been in the bathroom for a while, I was extremely engaged in their conversation and I'd lost track of time. I quickly came out the bathroom and made my way into the guest room.
Zayn's POV
I didn't expect to be called back into training. I hadn't trained in over a year, since Jen. I did the odd exercise but nothing serious.
Niall stood leaning against the wall and I was spread out on the sofa.
"I can't decide now." I huffed.
"Just know, if you decide to take her. It's all on you Malik."
