My Favorite Mistake (1D / H.S./ Harry Styles)- REVISING

Chapter 7

A/N- Just a quick note that the next chapter is about to get pretty steamy between Sam and Zayn. If that's not your thing, then you may want to skip over it. I'd love to hear what you think so far. Thank you so much for reading!!!!

Zayn removes his lips from my neck to slip my t-shirt over my head. I stand there staring at him. I am strangely comfortable.

"Are you ok with this?" He verifies.

I smile while biting the left half of my bottom lip and nod. I pull his t-shirt off exposing all his tattoos. I lean forward and begin to kiss his chest at the base of his neck and trace his collar bone. He lets out a faint moan, walks his fingers around my back, and unhooks my bra. He guides it down my arms and drops it on the floor next to my shirt. After lifting my chin from kissing his chest with his hand under my chin, we kiss forcefully and passionately with our tongues intertwined. There is that familiar taste of Red Bull.

He wraps his arm around me pressing our bare torso to one another. I feel his chest expand and contract with every breath he takes. My heart is racing, my thoughts are clouded, and my body is yearning for more.

I step slightly back so I can fit my arm between us so I can cup my hand between his legs. I rub it and feel how hard he is as another groan escapes him into my mouth. I slide my other hand between us and undo his belt and pants. He stops me.

"We don't have to do this if you're not ready. We can stop at any time. You just let me know. Okay?" He says between heavy breaths.

"I'm okay so far. I'll let you know, I promise." I respond and we pick right back up where we left off.

He begins to undo my jeans. Feeling his fingers on the inside of my waistline makes that ache in my stomach grow. He has me sit on his bed as he kneels down to remove my shoes and socks. I watch the muscles in his back react to his movements. He is beautiful.

He looks up at me through his dark lashes just before he stands up and has me stand up with him. Zayn helps me out of my jeans and panties simultaneously. He pauses for a second and looks at me up and down. I feel so vulnerable. I hope he doesn't turn away in disgust. I am no where near as pretty or have an amazing body like over half the girls at my school. This whole experience may be over before it ever starts.

"God, you're gorgeous." He purrs into my ear.

A sigh of relief escapes me. Actually, I think it was me releasing my breath that I had no idea I was holding.

He kicks off his shoes and takes his pants, boxers, and socks off in one full swoop. I admire his fit body for a moment biting the left side of my bottom lip. He wraps his arm around my waist again and pulls me right up against his naked body. His other hand cups my breast gently squeezing my nipple. He leans down and begins to suck that nipple ever so softly. It shoots an electrical current through my body.

He walks me backwards a couple steps and tenderly guides me to lie down on the bed. My legs are dangling off the edge as I watch him kneel down and begin to kiss the inside of my left knee. I feel his heavy breath against my skin between each kiss as he slowly makes his way up my thigh. That ache deep in my stomach is growing.

He drags his tongue across the most sensitive spot between my legs. There is that jolt of electricity again. This time it forces my back to arch. He moves my legs over his shoulders as he begins to flutter his tongue on that sensitive spot.

"You are so wet and taste so damn good." He mumbles between my legs.

His tongue repeats that fluttering as he slides his fingers in and out of me. My heart is about to pound out of my chest. I feel something building up...something intense. I think I'm about to explode. My whole body begins to tense, I grip the comforter, arch my back, and become undone trying to be as quiet as possible but I don't think I was too successful.

His tongue traces around that general area and I twitch due to it being extremely sensitive. His peels my legs off him kissing the inside of my thighs. I am slowly coming back to reality.

He stands up, walks over to his nightstand and opens the top drawer to expose a box of condoms. After tearing open the package, he glides it onto himself.

His upper lip and chin are glazed over from me. He grabs his shirt and wipes his face quickly before he scoots me back onto his bed and crawls between my legs. He is on all fours staring down at me.

"This is going to hurt a little. If it gets to be too much, you just tell me to stop. Are you sure you want to do this?" He tries to validate again.

"I'm positive. And, I will."

I'm scared as all hell. I want it to happen and at this point, my body needs it to happen. I want to feel as close to Zayn as humanly possible.

He nods and puts his hands in mine on each side of my head. With a kiss on my forehead and chin, he begins to slide inside of me. I gasp. That hurt! He stops immediately. I take a couple breaths and nod to let him know to continue. He moves slowly until a gasp again. He stops and we continue this process for a few minutes.

Holy shit! He wasn't kidding this was going to hurt!!!

I feel his hips all the way against the top of my thighs. He begins to slowly move in and out. The pain is subsiding.

"Fuck! You're tight!" He hisses at me as his movements become quicker and his breathing becomes faster.

I wrap my legs around his waist pulling myself towards him as he thrusts into me. We move in unison. My hands wrap around his triceps. He thrusts into me forcefully and pauses a couple of times while groaning quietly and closing his eyes. He leans down, kisses me on the forehead, pulls out, and climbs off.

He quickly throws on a pair of shorts from his dresser and leaves the room to dispose of the recently filled condom.

I slide off the bed and slip into my tank top and shorts that I wear to bed.

He is back within a couple minutes with a couple bottles of water.

"Are you okay?" He voices his concern.

"Yeah. It wasn't as painful as I thought it would be."

"What were you expecting?" He chuckles.

"I don't know. Not that!"

He grins with his tongue pressed against the back of the top row of his teeth.

"I'm beat. Let's get some sleep." He motions for me to scoot over.

We curl up under the covers. Him on his back and me across his chest listening to his heart beat. I run my fingers softly up and down his torso.

"That feels good." He says sleepily.

I look up at him and smile.

He opens his eyes, looks down at me, and says, "I love you."

I flushed. I did not expect an "I love you". I would say I have feelings for this boy I have never felt before. Ones that I could only explain as love, I guess.

"I love you, too" I answer back and lean in to kiss him.

He, apparently, attempted to wash his face when he disposed of the condom but there was still a hint of my scent in his scruff from not shaving for a couple days. It makes me smirk falling back to the memories that were just made a few minutes ago as I drift off to sleep.

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I am awoken by the sun peeking in through the blinds. I turn to realize that I am alone in Zayn's bed. I look at my phone. 9:17?! Dammit! I seriously slept in. Lisa will be here at 10:30. I better get dressed, see what Zayn is up to, and maybe help him clean a bit. The house looked pretty trashed when I walk through it towards his room...here comes those memories again from last night and a smile sneaks onto me face.