Tainted Redemption

Chapter fifty

His eyes were what always stood out the most to me.

Hazel and warm, pulling me in like no other ever would.

The softness in them made me fall in love.

I could forget everything else only if I'd stare long enough, once they caught me there was no returning.

And right now, the way he's staring while he slowly bit on his lip, was making me feel various things. Just like on the first times I tried to figure out why he did...but now it's more intense and forward since we were keen on showing our feelings to the most extent.

We just finished breakfast, the day young, sun rays shining around the kitchen. The cool marble under my thighs was soothing as I sat there. He had positioned himself between my thighs, hands resting near them.

Silently he moved his head closer to mine, eyelashes flickered down, stare cast on my mouth, puckering his lips quickly. I meet him halfway, shuddering when he licked my lower lip teasingly, biting it afterwards.

Once his tongue poked on my lips to invade my mouth a few times, I part it, gliding my tongue swiftly across his, his hands grasped my hips, groaning from deep down his throat. At his sounds, I hook my heels to his thighs and jut him closer to me, my hands tugging his hair. I'm too impatient most of the time, but he takes it slow.

It's sweet kissing, no other reason but to feel the other close. And we're doing it for quite some time.

"Shouldn't we get going...?" I murmured on his lips, he smiled and kept kissing me. My eyes sealed again as I move my lips slowly against his, "Zayn."

Holding my jaw, "What? Don't you like this too?" He husked then gave me a hard peck. His other hand brushed my hair tenderly, mine lay over his chest.

"Of course I do, pretty baby." I teased softly, he doesn't get mad, his teeth dug on his lip again. Im honestly trying to decipher what other reason his reaction had besides of wanting to ravish me. "But isn't the whole purpose of waking up this early on a Saturday to make the most out of the day." I said, having to ignore the suggestive stare in his honey twinkling eyes.

"We have plenty of time."

I laugh lightly when his lips captured mine again, his tongue dancing around mine for some more time until his phone buzzed.

Sighing heavily, he had pulled away, and since the phone was beside me, I saw who it was and what they wrote...

Zayn noticed I caught on it involuntary.

He casted a brief look at the text then back at me after he had opened it.

"She just told me that she and her dad went to see your mum-"

"Why do you have her number?" I cut him off since honestly I didn't care about the rest.

He stared calmly, "She had my phone a few times and must've registered it, this is the first time she's writing me and-"

"Why?" I dryly asked, my expression flat, when he frowned, not understanding what I meant, "Why did she have your phone?"

"I can't remember what she told me when she asked for it." He responds my fervent questions, "She says they're asking for you to get by."

"Why would she even text you?" When will Daphne back off? Oh my God. She's so frustrating.

"Dunno."

I scoffed that he's so calm about it, then hop down off the counter, fuming already.

"Liv, come on. I..." He had moved forward, not letting me get two steps away from him.