Emily's P.O.V: At that moment he was so different from last night, and it kinda made me like him even more, the way he turn from a player to a gentleman. I was pulling on my dress from last night, the little black one, and I only had my heels, so I kinda like had to put them on too. I could still hear Zayn walking around downstairs, while I was getting ready, but ready for what? Leaving? I shook my head, and tried to convince myself that we would keep in touch, but I couldn't. A part of me knew that we wouldn't last, even though I wanted to. I stood in front of the mirror, a tall mirror, so I could see whole my body. I felt like a slut, wearing black stilettos and a little black dress in the day, but I didn't have a choice. I fast fixed my makeup, and reapplied it. Then I flipped my hair a bit, and ran my fingers through it one time. I actually looked... great, but I didn't feel as great as I did for about five minutes ago, when he held me close, and when he gently kissed me. I took a deep breath, but it was shaking.When I walked back down, he lighted up in a huge smile. I smiled back, but not with my heart, cause I knew that this would be goodbye, wouldn't it?
Zayn's P.O.V: There she stood, in my livingroom, looking so damn beautiful. It was hard for me to take my eyes away from her. That's when I remembered that she was leaving, and my heart started shrinking in my chest. "So?" She mumbled, and looked at the door. "Well... Eeeh... I can drive you home, if you want to?" I said, while scratching my naked chest a bit. "No, it's fine. Thanks," By the look in her eyes, I could tell that she actually wish I would, but I had to believe her, and that's why I just mumbled "Fine,". I walked her to the door, and before I opened it, I wrapped my arms around her, and held her tight. I had to run from her, before she would steal my heart away. Before I would be falling in love.
Emily's P.O.V: While I was running from him, trying to hide my heart away, I knew that he never would feel the same. Would he? Did he? No, of course not. I had to stop fooling myself, but it made it harder when he looked in my eyes and whispered,"I know that we may never meet again, so just know... That..." He held a pause, "Just have great life, keep your held high, and stay strong. Just know that you're beautiful." I had to fight not to cry, so I just nod in silence, and felt my hands shaking when he held my face between his hands, and kissed my forehead one last time. Outside it the rain was falling from the sky, leaving the streets empty, since no one wanted to go outside. It wasn't the greatest summer weather, and it didn't help on my mood. I didn't know how to get home, I really didn't. I had my little bag over my shoulder, and found my phone. I thought about calling Clara, but I didn't, cause she couldn't help, and I just had to make myself calm down a bit. Was it even possible that you could fall in love over one night? It couldn't be possible. I wasn't in love, it was just a crush. That's what I tried to make myself believe.
Zayn's P.O.V: I slowly the closed the door, and looked around me. The smell of her perfume was still hanging in the air, making me feel like I was up on a wire. I was doing my best not to fall, fall in love. I was leaning up against the wall, closing my eyes, and hiding my face in my hands, while sighing loudly. What had I done? I had let her too close, I had let her in. I had done a terrible mistake, and I realised by now. Just every other weekend the boys and I were talking about our 'one night stands', but this time I didn't really feel like talking, laughing and joking about it. Cause I knew that there had been something special about this girl, even though I wish there never had been. Louis and Liam didn't have any 'one night stands', cause they both were in relationships, still they laughed and joked with Harry and Niall, today I just sat on the couch, not really joining them. My mind was somewhere else. Leading me back to last night. Her hair looked even darker when it was spread over my white sheets, and her nails were dug into my back, making a satisfied smile dance on my lips. She was moaning my name, while she dug her nails even deeper into my back. I loved to know that it was me who made her feel like that...I closed my eyes, trying to picture whole the scene, when Niall asked me something, and I had to get away from my daydream. Or whatever you call it. "So, tell me about yours Zayn?" He was smiling, probably expecting something crazy. I just shrugged my shoulders, trying to avoid the question. "Boring?" Harry suggested. "No! Not even close to..." I said, way too fast. "Ooh, tell me about it," Harry was definitely the most perverted of us, and he liked to hear a lot about the details. Liam and Louis just liked to laugh and comment when something weird or crazy happened. "I don't know what to tell you..." I was still trying hard to make him stop being interested in her. I didn't want to think about her at that moment, I just wanted to forget the sparkles that I felt when we kissed, I wanted her to be like the others. "Why not? Didn't you meet anyone this weekend?" Niall said, trying to make me join in a bit. "Yeah, I did." My answer was still distantly. "Age?" Now it was Niall's turn to be curious."I don't know." "Whuut?! Hahaha, what do you think? Older or younger?""Hmm.. Definitely younger!" I was sure about the fact that she was younger."How old?" Harry asked."I still don't know..." "But what do you think?" He kept on asking, and I wondered if they ever would stop."She looked like she was 18, but I could tell by... I don't know, maybe... 17? 16?" "SIXTEEN?!" Liam exclaimed. "Maybe?" I again just shrugged my shoulders."Jeez man! That's quite... Young? What was she even doing in a club?" Harry decided to react like Liam. Hmpr."I don't know, guys, she was sweet!" I didn't like them talking about her in a bad way, she was amazing, and I didn't really care about her age.Name?" Niall saved me by asking another question"Amanda," I sighed when I could see that Louis was opening his mouth to ask me another question, "Dude, what was so special about her?" He asked, and smiled a bit."What do you mean?""You know. You're talking about her... in a different way than the others," "I am?" I knew that I sounded stupid, of course I was, I knew that. They all just looked at me."You didn't let her... In? Did you?", that was Harry asking, and they all turned completely silent. I wasn't much for lying, so I just kept quiet."Nonono... Zayn, omfg!" Louis made that 'facepalm' move, and the others were just staring. Until Harry broke the silence, "Don't let her get you! Come on, it's over. She's gone," When hearing someone say it, out loud, my heart shrank even deeper in my chest, making me turn my head to face the floor. "Sleep on it, man. You're probably just confused..." Niall was always understanding, the emotional one. That night when I crawled in under my thin duvet, that felt more like a blanket, I imagined her like last night, lying breathless, with a pleased smile. I was so stupid, trying to hold on. I was stupid for not just letting go. I just knew that there had been so special about this girl, something that really made me wanna wake up with her by my side tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that day, and the next and so on. I placed my pillow over my head, just hiding away. While mumbling, "Fucking shit...". I woke up to the sound of morning birds singing, and a sharp light shining through my window. Today the sun was shining, and before I was really awake, I knew what I was going to do. What I had to do.
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