Zayn's P.O.V: When I woke up, I reached my arms out to stretch my lazy body. My brain wasn't totally awake yet, and I let out a loud yawn. The sun was shining through the big windows, making me room look huge and white. But when I stretched my arms a little more, my left hand hit something, another persons skin. I fast pulled my hand away, and turned my head to look at... At the girl who was lying by my side, that's when I remembered last night, and I couldn't help but smile. She looked so beautiful and peaceful when she was lying there, with the bottom of her body (From her waist and down) covered in the white blankets. I rolled over, till I was lying on the side, while I was watching her sleep. A bit of her make up was under and over her eyes, but she still looked pretty, and so different from yesterday. Yesterday I remembered her being hot and sexy, now she looked cute, pretty and just... Just like an ordinary pretty girl. One of those you find dating someone from the football team, but not one of the Cheerleaders. While lying there, so close to her naked body, my thoughts started to wander. What would happen if I asked her to stay, just for today? Would she actually stay? Would I ever meet her again? I fast pushed the thoughts out of my head... Zayn, stop it! She was a one night stand, you can keep her maybe this morning, nothing more. I had to realise that it was true, and why the heck would I like her to stay? She wasn't anything special, or... She was sweet, pretty and funny, but a lot of girls was that. I didn't know how long I had been watching her, but suddenly it knocked on my door. I jumped a bit up in the bed, because of the loud sound, and rushed out of it, so the person wouldn't knock again, I didn't want her to wake up. I fast put on some boxers, then I ran to the door, and opened it a bit. It was only the postman, that stood with a package under his arm. "A package for a... Mr. Malik?" He turned to look away from the white paper in his hand, and then he looked up. His face was wrinkled, and he looked like someone who hated his job more than anything else. I smiled a bit, and took the package when he handed it to me. "Just sign here." The postman pointed at the white paper, and handed me a pen. I signed, when I could see the postmans eyes looking over my shoulder and into my apartment, a little smile grew on his lips. I turned my head and saw Emily on her way down the stairs from my bedroom, only wearing her underwear. "Thank you. Have a nice day." I muttered, and closed the door right in front of the postman, then I turned to look at her again. She looked around her, and then she saw me. "Morning," I smiled, and walked up to her, when she stood on the floor down the stairs. "Goodmorning," She answered me, and looked fast at my body, while biting her lip. I laughed a bit, without loud, just inside myself. "Are you hungry?" I asked her, when we walked through the living room, and into the kitchen. Actually the modern wooden stair up to my bedroom, was in the living room, and the kitchen was connected to the living room as well.She shrugged her shoulders, but didn't really answer. I took it as a yes, and we kept a playful conversation going, before I opened up the fridge, I placed my hands on her hips, and easily lifted her up on the desk. She watched me as I pulled out some egg, milk, butter, and stuff. Then I found some salt, and when I walked by her to get the peper, she grabbed my arm, and pulled me close to her. I liked the way she wasn't being so shy, and the way she made me feel so out of control when she looked me in the eyes. I still remembered her cursing my name after I kissed her, last night, and that's why I leaned closer, when she wrapped her legs around my waist, and before she could move away, I put my hands on the side of her head, and held it close... Then I gently kissed her lips. She tried to pull away, but I held her tighter, till my lips got hers pulled apart, and my tongue made its way into her mouth. She gently bit my lower lip, and I moved my hands away from her face, and down her back. Then our lips got separated, and her eyes were darker than for just about 30 seconds ago. "Come on pretty boy..." She whispered, and leaned a bit closer again."Are you sure that you can handle me?" And with me I meant... Yeah you know. She rolled her eyes, and leaned her head a bit to the side."I did it last night," "Haha, oh really? You were like screaming my name all the time..." I laughed a little, and loved the way I made her feel embarrassed, I could tell by the way her cheeks turned tomato red, and when she answered, it was only a whisper."I wasn't..." "Hahaha, we both know that you was. All the time. I bet you've never had it that good," I loved playing around with her mind like that."Oh shut up, I've had it a lot better..." Her voice turned confident again, but the color on her cheeks didn't fade. "You're not a good lair, baby," I winked at her, and then to her surprise I fast opened up the bra, and she fast had to grab her boobs, so she wouldn't lose it. "Zaayn!" She looked shocked, and it made me laugh. "You don't need it anyway... I am going to show you that I am the best damn this that you've had, and ever will get," "Yeah suure... Will you please clo-" She didn't get to finish her sentence before I pressed my lips against hers, this time harder and with a lot more.... Passion. She was still shaking a bit, lying breathless on the couch, making a satisfied smile danced on my lips. I was breathless too, but I was more used to it than she was, that's why it was easier for me to catch my breath. Her eyes were closed, and my hand was on her lap. "Still sure about what you said before?" I whispered, after some long seconds, and when she wasn't curling her toes and fingers anymore. "Fuck you..." She answered, still not opening her eyes."I know you want to,","Keep on dreaming," Her voice was soft, and she sounded quite tired, and amazed. She opened up her eyes, when she could feel my lying down beside her. We were just lying in silence for a long time, gazing into each others eyes. She made me feel... I don't know, different? Different from the other girls who had been here, but I knew I wasn't going to let her stay. I couldn't keep her in my life, that would be bad for her, and for me. I was more like a rolling stone, cause when I played I never ever stayed. I didn't allow anyone in. Not close enough to my heart.
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