Zayn's Maid

Chapter 53

Perrie's P.O.V

He pinned me down on all fours as I squirmed, my weakness showing as he effortlessly kept me down. I suddenly lay still, a tear spilling onto my cheek.

Zayn had never cried like this in front of me before, he looked surprisingly cute. His grasp tightened on my wrists and I whimpered softly, planting a wet kiss on his collarbone. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at me, his lips slightly parted. I stroked his red cheek that I had slapped, feeling guilty for what I had done.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"No, I deserved it," he muttered in the darkness.

"Kiss me," I said, pulling at his hair harshly.

"I thought touching you wouldn't make you forgive me," he smirked.

"Shut up," I laughed as I inserted my tongue into his mouth, forcing a tiny moan from him.

I guess having a steamy make-out session did help me forgive him...but his words were still fresh in my memory and stabbed me in the back the odd time.

He pushed his body closer to me and I winced, feeling his stiff erection against me. I sucked at his neck and sank my teeth into his skin, his gasp hot on my ear. We were beginning to sweat and I tugged at his shirt until it was over his head, his teeth grazing along my jawline slowly. His hands reached up my shirt and gently squeezed my chest, the massaging movements making me groan.

"Sorry," he whispered, taking his hands off me and falling onto the bed.

We lay in silence staring at the ceiling until he turned to me, blinking his huge eyelashes at me. I looked at him and he smiled sadly, sitting up with a sigh.

"Niall...I didn't-"

"Neither did I," I whispered, guessing what he had to say.

"Your not going to leave me are you?" Zayn cried, grabbing my wrist and glaring into my eyes with worry.

"What? No... why would I?" I gasped.

"He loves you."

I shook him off and twiddled my thumbs nervously, feeling flattered yet slightly concerned about Niall's feelings towards me.

"But...I love you more," he continued, "I just hope you know that."

He got up and left, plunging the room into complete darkness. I sighed and flopped into my pillow, taking in Zayn's scent he had left behind. My stomach moved around excitedly and I clutched it to make it stop.

I hoped Niall could forget about me, that he wouldn't do anything stupid...I don't know how I would cope with that on top of having a baby.