The Project- A Zouis Fanfiction

Chapter 16

It is now December and I have written to my heart's extent. I don't even know what to say to all of you amazing people. I never thought only freshman year of high school would be so time consuming and the guilt of not updating for you guys is eating me up. I'm really sorry I didn't update sooner and I probably could've carved out some time to try to start, but I didn't. :( I hope I didn't let you guys down. You all are so amazing and supportive and I am not holding up my end of the bargain. I wish this note could've been written like my usual, idiotic, flamboyant style, but I needed to be serious, forgive me! *Gives cookies* Love you all <3 <3 <3 *Blows kisses* MWAH! 

Here's chapter 16 :) it also switches POV a ton. Like, a ton. Sorry if it gets confusing! 

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Louis POV

As soon as I walked through the door of my house, I knew what Zayn was thinking. The whole car ride home, I had been filled with adrenaline from our meeting with Niall and Zayn always said I was hot when I was mad. He had teased me the whole way home, stroking my thingh while I snapped at him in a hoarse voice to focus on Zouis. 

Zayn was cradling Zouis and he quickly set her gently onto Phoebe's old highchair which we brought out for her. He looked up at me with mischeif in his eyes. 

''You're going to pay for the car ride," I growled as Zayn backed into the living room, grinning at me. 

"What do you mean?" He asked innocently and I just shook my head before rushing forward and pinning Zayn to the wall. He smiled up at me and said "Quiet, we can't wake Zouis."

"Are you sure you can maintain yourself?" I teased. 

"Oh, I wasn't talking about me." Zayn whispered, "You should be more concerned for yourself because you're going to be screaming my name soon." 

Our lips met fast and things grew hotter even faster. Zayn flipped us around and I let him take complete control as he licked his way into my mouth, biting my bottom lip every so often, making me moan. I tangled my fingers in his hair (he didn't even mind it getting messed up) and pulled him closer, deepening our hot kiss even more. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth and his hands went to my waist where he pulled me to him and grinded against me. I whimpered at the friction and tugged the hem of Zayn's shirt above his head and my lips went straight to his neck and began to suck, kiss and nip.

Zayn groaned when I hit right where his perfect jawline ended. His sweet spot. "Found it," I breathed. My hands roamed up and down his chest and his went to my shirt, tugging it off my body and throwing it to a corner. Our mouths attacked each other once again as we fell onto the couch, Zayn on top, hastily undoing my belt while moving his lips against mine. He slid my pants off and his own as well before our hips met again and moved together. I moaned Zayn's name as he kissed down my chest and to my waistband of my boxers. 

He slid the waistband down slowly, licking and kissing every inch of skin that he exposed. I leaned my head back and bit my lip, thinking back to when Zayn and I were enemies and now we're closer than I've been to anyone. 

I forgot my sentimental thoughts when Zayn took hy length in his hand and moved it. I thrusted into his hand and whined. 

"Shit Zayn," I muttered. "You've gotten good at this." 

Zayn just chuckled and said "Just wait." I grinned. Tonight was gonna be fun. 

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