Zayn's P.O.V
I walked out into the pouring rain and lifted her into my arms, her brown eyes meeting mine.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, her body completely soaked.
"Don't be."
I carried her into the house and lay her in front of the fire, her clothes clinging to her skin. She pulled me by the collar as I went to pull away, her hands trembling. I brushed my fingers through her hair, resting my lips on hers slowly.
"It's okay..." I whispered in her ear as she cried on my shoulder, her body shaking beneath me.
"I should have tried harder," she cried, her voice muffled by my shirt.
"Don't babe."
She looked up at me and scanned my lips, closing her eyes slowly. I kissed her again and let my hands slip up her damp jumper, pulling it over her head and sucking on her collarbone. She whimpered softly in my ear, her fingers fiddling with my shirt. The fire crackled behind us as I pulled her leg over my shoulder, sliding her jeans down her thighs.
We lay there in the dark, the fire turning the room orange as I continuously kissed her lips. I didn't do anything to her, just kissed her. I knew she didn't need that right now. She may have lost her best friend forever. Right now she needed me and I wanted to comfort her, not hurt her again.
Her body felt warm against mine, the heat from the fire warming our skin. She looked up at me and smiled, her fingers stroking the side of my face. I kissed the palm of her hand and each individual finger, sucking them and nipping the tips with my teeth. She laughed softly and rested on her elbows, the ends of our nose almost touching.
"Sing to me?"
I looked at her oddly and placed my hand on her waist, kissing her neck and laughing against her skin.
"Fine," I agreed, pulling her onto my hips and hauling her up.
We fell up the stairs and into her bedroom, laying her on the bed and tucking her in.
"Wait here," I said, running off to fetch my guitar.
I sat on the end of her bed and settled it in my lap, clearing my throat before strumming. She looked fondly at me as I hummed softly, grinning at her in the bed.
Settle down with me
Cover me up...cuddle me in
Lay down with me
Hold me in your arms
Your hearts against my chest
Lips pressed to my neck
I've fallen for your eyes
But they don't know me yet
And the feeling I forget
I'm in love now...
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
Wanna be loved
Wanna be loved...
She crawled closer to me and sat in my lap, my back pressed against one of the four posters. Her lips hovered over mine, her breath teasing me.
"Kiss me Perrie..." I whispered, pulling her head closer until her mouth latched onto mine.
She whimpered and pushed against me, her breathing rugged and sexy. Her body felt so good against mine but I held back, not wanting to frighten her. I had noticed she was easily startled and I guess that was the result if being in the POG so long. I pulled her hair back and whispered in her ear as she kissed my neck, singing Kiss Me to her again.
"That's what I'm doing," she said softly.
I laughed and pulled her face so I could look into her eyes, I really had fallen in love with them. They were so beautiful.
"Perrie...I?"
"What's wrong," she asked.
I wanted to say it so badly, but something inside me told me to stop.
"Nothing."
Just in case you want to listen to the song it's Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran ☺ xoxo
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Zayn's Maid
FanficWhen the day of the dreaded auction at the POG ( the premium orphanage for girls) finally arrives, Perrie, the reserved 15-year-old brunette, tries her best to make herself "invisible." But when Zayn, a sexy tattooed pervert who just so happens to b...