Loved You First

Chapter 15 - Making Up to Love

Zayn POV 

I let her go from our hug and I looked down at her, her cheeks had a slight pink to them. 

“You really go that for me?” I said as I spun her around again to get a better look at it 

She pulled her sweatshirt down further “Yeah..” She paused to turn around and look at me “I had been in love with you for years when we went and got this. I hated myself sometimes Zayn, but I never stopped loving you. Even when I was dating Roger, whenever girls treated you badly I wanted to hold you and let you know that I loved you but I couldn’t.” 

She took a deep breath and looked me in my eyes “When we went to get this is was one of the happiest days of my life, we spent the whole day together just you and I. Bowling, walking in the park, playing video games, laughing, just being happy and this tattoo. All I wanted to do that whole day was kiss you and tell you how I felt. But I didn’t” 

She looked so sad as she said that her eyes started to well up with tears “I’ve never loved anyone how I love you, being with Roger all these years was mentally and emotionally painful when all I ever wanted was right in front of me.” 

“I’ve felt the same way Evangeline, watching you and Roger hurt every day. It hurt even more knowing that you weren’t happy, and that I couldn’t do anything to help you.” 

She grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me into her, she wrapped her arms around me squeezing me tight with her head buried in my chest. “I never want to lose you Zayn” 

“You never will Ang, I promise, I love you so much” I tilted her head up to make her look and me while I traced her lips with my thumb. She leaned up to me and kissed me, this kiss was different than any other kiss.

There was nothing hidden no holding back for fear of being hurt, this was pure love. 

She pulled away from our kiss and grabbed my hand leading me to the bed, her hair was flowing over her right shoulder her tattoo still exposed, and her lips were a rose color as she smiled.

She sat back on the bed and looked at me then she slowly bit her lip and pulled me closer so I was standing between her legs. 

Evangeline POV 

I looked up at Zayn, he was flawless even on his worst days he was still the most beautiful person I ever laid eyes on.

I started to raise up his Nirvana shirt, I bought him that shirt for Christmas a few years ago. I lifted it up revealing his stomach, he leaned down and I pulled it over his head messing up his hair. I stared up at him and took in his beauty, I traced my fingers on his heart tattoo on his hip and I lightly kissed it. 

He looked down at me and smiled, he hooked his finger under my chin, lifting my head and coming in for a kiss, he gently laid me on the bed. I grabbed the bottom of my sweatshirt and started to pull it up and over my head my hair was splashed on the white blanket.

I laid there topless as he hovered over me, then shifted down leaving butterfly kisses onto my collar bones. 

I saw him look at my neck and I reached my hands up to cover it, knowing he was still looking at my bruises.

He caught my hands before I could and pinned them above my head he leaned in and whispered “You don’t have to hide them from me Ang, you don’t have to hide anything ever again” He left a trail of kisses on my neck, making me forget why I was trying to hide it. 

He gently rubbed his hand on my neck down to my shoulders then to my chest lingering around my breasts. He leaned down and started kissing my neck while his hand reached down lingering on the entrance of my shorts. I loved the feel of his breath on my neck, almost as much as I loved the feel of his lips on my body. 

He pulled my shorts off in one quick motion and then threw his pants off and got on top of me. He rubbed against me twice before shoving himself in making me take a gasp.

Making love to him was non-stop, intense, passion and devotion. I'm not sure how much time had gone by when we finally stopped, he laid on his side next to me looking at me with a grin on his face. 

“I didn’t know you could sound like that!” He laughed 

I started to blush; I had been louder and more talkative than usual this time. I sat up put on my sweatshirt and as I did Zayn snatched it away from me.

He looked my body up and down then said “I want us to lay here just like this, nothing between us” 

I smiled and my body temperature started to rise as he pulled me in closer to him, my chest on his. I rolled over to lay on my back and he wrapped his body around me and laid his head on my shoulder lightly kissing my neck as we drifted off to sleep. 

Zayn POV 

I woke up the next morning and went down to the kitchen to get some coffee for Ang and I.

As I was walked into the elevator to go back upstairs Liam called me “Zayn come to my room now!” 

“Im getting Ang some coffee ill come by after” 

“NO! Zayn really you need to get to my room now!” he yelled at me

“Get here now Zayn” I heard Lou say in the background. 

What was going on? 

As soon as I walked in Harry grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me onto the bed. “Why did you have to choose a crazy girl to hook up wiiiiiiiiith?” 

I looked up at him confused “What are you going on about?” 

Liam walked over to me and handed me his laptop, on TMZ.com their opening story said “One Direction band member Zayn Malik: Cheating on girlfriend with an aussie waitress” 

“WHAT THE FUCK?” I yelled 

I continued reading, ‘Courtney says Zayn flew her to London constantly to ‘hook up’ behind his girlfriend’s back’ there was a picture of me in bed sleeping, my heart started to pound. 

“Ang is going to know it’s a lie Zayn” Niall said with confidence 

“you really think so Niall? He’s already lied to her?” Said Louis with arrogance in his voice

“Fuuuuuck my life! Why wont this girl just leave me the hell alone!” I shouted 

“You had better go tell Ang before she finds out from the girls” harry laughed 

“Yeah because that always goes so well” I said as I rolled my eyes. 

I left Liam’s room and walked down the hall to mine, I was about to open the door when I heard Ang speaking Urdu.

She was talking to her mom, I couldn’t understand everything… but I could tell it wasn’t good.