Splintered Hearts

She will... Be loved

'I don't mind spending every day
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved'

The sound of Maroon 5 - she will be loved played through the Bluetooth speakers in Zak's bedroom as we laid on his bed. My head was rested on his chest as he brushed my wet hair back gently brushing his fingers over my temple occasionally.

After the incident with the pool, we took showers and changed our clothes, only I had no clothes at Zak's house. Which left me in a pair of basket ball shorts, boxers, his top and hoody.

His lips kissed my forehead gently making me hold him a little tighter. We had been here a while now and I still hadn't said a word. Mainly because I wasn't sure if I would burst into tears or tell him that something was in his house walking around looking like my father.

The idea of my father being a demon made my stomach churn painfully, giving a whimper I held my tummy and curled up closer to Zak.

"It's ok. I'm here." He hushed rubbing my back gently.

I lifted my head up looking at him carefully, his eyes still held concern as he brushed his thumb over my lip gently.

"You scared the life out of me.." He mumbled.

"I'm sorry." I whispered placing a kiss on his lips.

"Don't you ever go near that pool without me. Do you understand?"

I nodded instantly as he returned the kiss. I pushed my leg over his, rolling onto his body to continue. I wanted a little more from him then just a kiss. My body moved against his rhythmically as I kissed him again, grinding my hips against his. Zak's large hand gripped my face pulling me back enough to look into my eyes. Whilst the other gripped my hip stopping me.

He wet his lips gently almost teasing me to devour him, looking up from his mouth, his eyes seemed a little different, a little more moodier than the Autumn colours I had became accustom to.

He sat up holding me still, his nose tipped mine as his eyes bored into mine.

"Do not tease me Robyn. You will lose." He warned making me swallow hard.

My breathing was picking up as the adrenaline kicked through my system, I pounced for him knocking us both back against the bed.

His hands came up but my new found confidence pinned them down as a growl left my chest. I could feel his smile and as quick as I had took control, I lost it.

With a flick of his hips I was under him, I gasped at the air as he moved along my neck and bit down a little harder than I expected. I moaned in response as I dug my nails into his shoulders.

My fingers grasped his shirt and pulled it off over his body. His mouth leaving mine temporarily to get the top out the way.

My hands were knocked away as he undid his hoody from my body, I sat up with him as we pulled it off and tossed it aside.

He paused breathing heavily as I held his face. His eyes took in my face quickly before I pulled him back into me.

We rolled the bed disposing of clothes as we went. I felt panic and desperation every time his mouth left mine, almost as if my oxygen had been stolen and his body was the only way I could breathe again.