Those Eyes... (Zerrie Fanfic)

Chapter 38

Chapter 38:

My chest rose and collapsed in utmost peace, the world had stopped spinning and I rested beside the beautiful sleeping angel that was my Zayn, my head lay on his shoulder with his arms on my stomach. We were buried beneath the trees, their green leaves provided the perfect shelter and soft green grass clouded around us as we lay there absorbing the warmth of the rays. I kept my eyes open and judged the sun shining bright ahead of us, it was something which we all needed yet we could not even touch it. How sad must the moon be...

Warm, smooth fingers traced the side of my cheeks, moving to my lips. I tilted my head to absorb him instead and kissed his fingertips one by one.

"You have such red lips." he murmured.

"How red...?"

"Redder than the reddest rose..."

"Do you want to taste them?"

"I don't need your permission for that."

A chuckle escaped my mouth and I lifted myself to hover over him, my loose hair created a curtain around our faces when I leaned in to press my lips to his. He began unravelling my clothes gradually but I pulled apart and readjusted them. Zayn grabbed me and rolled me beneath him and locked my hands with his one hand and slid the other up my thigh, pulling my dress up along the way.

"Ow! My leg!" I screamed.

Immediately Zayn let go and inspected my leg. I stole his chance and got up quickly to run away, deeper into the forest, knowing he would follow me. Leaves rustled as I ran fast with him chasing me. I kept running until there was total silence behind me. I looked at my surroundings, circling around to spot any sign of him. So he was playing games with me now.

"Zayn!" I shouted, my voice echoed all round. No reply. I turned around and nearly screamed at the sight of him. Zayn pouted my mouth and crashed his lips to them. Something soft, something delicate settled on my neck, the stuttering sound increased along with my blood flow. Zayn stared at the butterfly fluttering on my neck and all of a sudden, he snatched it away in his palms and squashed it, all that remained was the red dust of it's wings in his hands.

"How could you kill the beautiful thing?" I asked, startled and very shocked.

Zayn remained silent and then, "I don't like someone else touching you like that..."

There was a moment of silence.

"Oh Zayn." I let out. Millions more butterflies swamped through, tingling me in and out. I gently swept his coloured fingers over my lips and tugged his shirt towards me so our lips could seal once more.

"You do know that killing butterflies can change your future." I teased.

"You practically ate the poor thing so I am guessing we're in this together."

"Poor thing? Wow! First you murder it and then blame it on me. On top of that, you mock the poor thing! Zayn I did not expect this from you." I said, shaking my head in amusement.

"I know exactly what you were expecting before we got disturbed."

"You have a dirty mind." I said and laughed.

"I blame you."

And with that we carried on from we had left the broken kiss...

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"I think I have mastered the skill!" I squealed after seeing my perfectly baked cake out of the oven. It was Valentine's day and what more special could I do than make Zayn's favourite chocolate cake. I am sure he'll love it! I hopped up to my hotel room to get ready for the night's special Valentine's event. I entered inside my room that had transformed itself into a rose bush because every single space was piled with dozens of roses. I didn't expect Zayn to go over the top. I noticed a note sitting on top a bouquet with a box next to it.