He began to confess all to me. "I was so envious of Harry & Edward. I'm almost 100% convinced you belong with me then either of them." That made my jaw drop all the way down. "Zayn.. You know-" He cut me off with a firm kiss planted on my lips. "Please Y/N, just give me what I need; what I crave. And I promise, we don't ever have to speak again.. if that's what you want." Whoa.
This was new, I felt so overwhelmed. What if Harry & Edward find out? Not once but twice, that me and Zayn fucked? "I won't say a word & the rest of the boys won't either." He stated, seeming to have read my mind. "I've never been in pursuit of a girl like this. No strings attacted. Please." His hand was stroking my thigh gently, making wetness pool inside my shorts. Zayn pulled me in for another kiss, but this one was sloppy & open mouthed. "Fuck me Malik." I whispered against his ear before nibbling on it.
