Tattoos & Flower Crowns {Z.M}

14. Merci & Zayn

Final chapter everyone. Sequel will come out in the next few days. After I did at least a chapter of my new book Let Me Love You. (:

    Merci

   It's been nearly a week since Zayn and I got back together. It's honestly been amazing. He's very gentle again, not snapping at everyone who crosses path with him. He's been avoiding Lacey, and Jayden. Happily. Harry actually came to town. He's going to our school and we've been a strong group. Everything has been going very swell. Life is amazing. Nothing can ruin it.

    I roll my eyes as Zayn traps me against the locker. He buries his face into my neck, his hands gripping my waist. "Zayn I have to get to class." I whine softly my fingers running through his hair as I feel him kissing the surface. Zayn chuckles softly not pulling away as I feel his teeth graze over the area. I let out a quiet moan, not wanting attention to be on us.

   "Zayn Malik quit it. I won't be able to cover it up if you give me that." I state softly since I'm wearing a baseball tee that is black and white with French words scribbled on the front and tight black skinny jeans. Zayn pulls away to look down at me with a raised eyebrow. "Then everyone will know that you're mine. Suck it up babe." He states chuckling. He leans back down kissing my neck again, but this time sucking at the surface.

   I feel the familiar sting, but instead of pulling away I encourage him. Ever since I first slept with Zayn, I've been craving more. More of him, happy that it's only me he's sleeping with. I mean I love him so it doesn't really matter if I'm too 'young'. After a couple moments he pulls away, looking down at my neck with a smirk.

   My eyes narrow at him before I grab my phone turning the front camera on. I see the red spot on my neck which is quite big and noticeable. I slip my phone into my pocket before hitting Zayn in the chest. "I told you not too. Sadie is going to be all up in my grill." I state groaning. Zayn chuckles softly as he leans down brushing his lips against mine. He pulls away before taking a step back.

    "Get to class baby girl. Learn something for a change." He teases softly bending down handing me my backpack. My eyes narrow at him before I take it. "Shut up." I state pouting. After a long kiss goodbye, I walk down the hall and towards history which I had Harry in. And sadly Jayden. I turn the doorknob being about fifteen minutes late. Mr Sanchez raises an eyebrow from where he was sitting at his desk.

    "Nice for you to actually join us Miss Collins. Sit down." He states sighing. I blush softly nodding before walking towards my seat in the back corner. When I do take a seat, Harry turns around his eyes falling to the hickey lying upon my skin. "You're such a hoe." He teases causing me to gasp softly. I shake my head as he chuckles softly.

   "Were you fucking around with your man whore Merci?" Jayden states being two seats down from me. Chrissy starts giggling when Jayden says that. I look up before I press my lips together. "At least he's not rejecting me." I state confidently. I've sick and tired of her constant teasing and bullying. The class starts laughing when I say that. Jayden's cheek heat up with embarrassment as she glares at me.

    "Well isn't Zayn your first? Pretty pathetic for someone your age to be a virgin at seventeen." She states not realizing how stupid she sounds right now. I shrug before speaking. "At least I knew how to keep my legs close and not sleep with every guy I met. Including my best friends boyfriend." I state causing the class to erupt in another fit of laughter.

    "Ladies! Francis, Collins detention!" Mr Sanchez states frustration evident in his voice. When he says that I groan because I was supposed to hang out with Zayn after school. I stop talking for the rest of the period not wanting to get into anymore trouble with this teacher. When lunch finally arrives I walk to the table not caring anymore but the hickey on display. Zayn is sitting there with Louis and Harry. Louis and Harry obviously being all coupley.