United/ sequel to Departed ZM

The Day After

The next morning I woke up feeling happier than ever. I yawned a little and turned in his arms. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in between my thighs and my arms and neck were sore. I moaned in pain.

Damn you Malik. You made me sore. Asshole.

Memories of last night came back rushing to my mind. It was definitely the best night of my existence. He just made my first time perfectly beautiful. Last night I completely gave myself to him and I couldn't be happier. He took me to a place that was so pure yet so dirty and so raw. He took me to paradise. He did not fuck me last night. He made love to me. The way he handled me, the way he kissed me, the way he touched me. It was all so beautiful. He made me feel so loved.

I turned in his arms to face him.

It is now that I realise how perfectly carved all his features are. His face so beautiful and so innocent. His eyelashes resting on top of his cheek. So long and so perfect. His jawline so hard and so defined. His lips perfectly moulded and his eyes. I could write a book about the depth of his eyes. The caramel innocence in them is so beautiful. So pure. Falling in love with him was the best decision of my life. No matter what the world says. No matter what people think of him. The only thing that matters is him. His love and his honesty.
He always treated me so right.
I ran my fingers softly over his face and down his abs to his back. He stirred a little in his sleep. I kissed his chest and smiled fooishly digging my head in it.

He turned around so that his back was facing me. I gasped at what I saw on his back. It was red with scratch marks all over it. Nails were dug in his back and even a tiny bruise was there on his shoulder.

Did I scratch him that hard?

I scooted over closer to his back and started pressing open mouthed sloppy kisses on his back, kissing every scar on it. He moaned softly and slowly turned again to face me.

" Morning baby." he said in his husky morning voice.

" Morning Zayn. " I said smiling.

" How are you feeling.?" he asked smirking.

" Inside. Amazing. Like totally loved. Outside. Sore as fuck. You made me so weak that I don't think I can even walk around." I said smirking.
He smirked back at me and pulled me in his arms, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

" What were you doing on my back? " he suddenly asked.

" I uh I think I scratched your back pretty much last night. I was just kissing the scars I left there." I said blushing.

" Aw I could feel them last night. You were pretty wild." he said smirking at me.

" Shut up!"

" I mean I am not complaining. Saw a completely different side of you yesterday." he said smirking.

" Oh god. Stop embarrassing me Zayn."

" Hey don't be embarrassed. It was the best night of my whole life baby." he said smiling.

" It was mine too."

" I love you." he smirked.

" I love you too." i said pressing a closed mouth kiss to his lips.

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3:00 PM

We left the cottage at around 1:30. Since I could not walk around much, Zayn had to carry me to the car. We drove back to our apartment and reached around half an hour ago. He carried me to the elevator and then to our penthouse. Right now we were sitting in the lounge watching a re-run of FRIENDS. Actually it was me watching the show and him in the kitchen. I asked him to prepare fruit cream for me which he was perfect at making.