Innocence (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 10

I get out of the shower and realize I forgot to bring clothes. Crap. That's great. I wrap the towel around me, grab my bag, and hurry to my dorm. Luckily it's not too far, so nobody sees me. I reach my room and shove my key in  but it seems to already be unlocked. Did I forget to lock it on the way out?

I walk in relieved that nobody saw me, until I turned around and saw Zayn lying on April's bed like he owns the place. I didn't think he would be here yet?! I feel my cheeks get warmer as I get more embarrassed. I try to move my feet but nothing happens.

"Uhmm.  I didn't think you'd be here yet.." I squeak. Why the hell did my voice just do that? I sound like a little girl when I'm embarrassed and I absolutely hate it.

"That's okay with me." He smirks. He has a heavy British accent and I find it attractive. I see him running his eyes up and down my body. Crap, I forgot I'm only in a towel. I walk to the dresser that me and April share and grab some clothes.

I look at him and then at my clothes, and he seems to know what I'm getting at.

"You actually think I'm going to look? I'm not that much of a pervert." He jokes but I don't laugh.

"Okay... Then I'll just go to the closet.." Rolling my eyes I walk to the closet and shut the door. When I walk out, Zayn is in the same position but has the TV on. This is so awkward.

"So I was trying to apologize before you slammed the door in my face at the party.." He says breaking the silence.

"For what?" I already know but I want to hear him say it. It takes him a couple of minutes but finally, he speaks.

"For being such a dick. I've changed though.. Sort of.. I can tell you have too." This is a lame ass way of apologizing. Hopefully he forgot about the kiss.

"Okay.." I say to shut him up before he says anything else. That doesn't stop him though.

"You kissed me." Oh god. He sounds shocked.

"It was a dare and you kissed back." I try to prove a point.

"True, but you seemed to enjoy it." He fires back. He's so freakin stubborn.

"You don't know that. It was a damn game. Maybe YOU liked it." I lie. I did like it, and I don't even know why. "Plus , I have a boyfriend.. Had.." I correct myself.

"Maybe I did." He tells me with a big smirk.

"That's cool." I smile sarcastically. Did he really like it? I have to admit, he is attractive. What the hell am I saying ? I got to stop thinking crap like this.

"So, you're saying if I kissed you again, you would pull back?" He gets up from the bed. What's happening? What is he doing? He isn't going to kiss me again is he?

"Uhmm?" I'm unsure what to say so I just make a weird noise . I get up from the bed and stand up not sure what to do either. He steps closer. Inches away from me.

"What was that? I didn't hear you?" He licks his lips and gestures to his ears sarcastically.

"That's because I didn't give you one." I have a feeling I know what's going to happen next. I go to push him out of the way so I can get away but he grabs my wrists and steps closer , pushing me against the wall. Now his face inches from mine. I want to tell him to get away but I can't seem to find the words, and part of me wants him to kiss me. I can feel my heart beating faster and faster each second.

"Good enough for me." Why does he have to be so attractive? I barely even know him and I just want to take him into my arms and kiss him. Which will probably happen in about 2 seconds. Whoops, not my fault. Seconds feel like hours but he finally lets go of both my wrists, bringing his hands up to cup my cheeks.

He leans down pushing his mouth against mine and there is no way I can resist. This kiss feels just as perfect as it did Saturday night. His mouth is soft and warm and I'm kind of glad he lost his key. What am I getting myself into, and since when have I been this kind of girl? I don't even care anymore.

His hands move down to the top of my thighs and he lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and bring my arms around his neck. I completely forget about high school. All I focus on is how his body presses against me, pinning me to the wall while his tongue glides along with mine. I'm really letting this happen?