I'm Already Broken - A One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 9

Ch.9 Magic

Lindsey's P.O.V

We pulled up to the ice skating rink to quite the site. Out front of the wethered white building was the whole gang. Harry stood with his left hand intertwined in Elena's, his right hand in his pocket. Louis stood to his right, his arm linked in Harry's with his right hand in Katie's. Elena chatted with Joanna who had Liam's arm draped around her neck, her hand around his waist. I glanced over at Zayn who was fixated on himself. He kept trying to fix his hair, like it needed fixing, but with all theat gel it didn't budge. He sighed and looked at me, catching me staring. He placed his hand under my chin and lifted my face to his before planting his supple lips on mine for a sweet kiss. Zayn got out of the car and walked to my side. He opened the door.

"After you my lady." He smiled, holding my hand and pulling me out of the car. He intertwined our fingers and we strolled to the front doors. I let go of Zayn's hand just in time for Louis to run and jump into his arms, nearly knocking them both to the ground.

"Hello Bradford bad boi." Louis said with his usual mischevious grin.

"Hello Mr.Kardashian" Zayn chuckled. Louis gave him a serious gaze before jumping out of his arms.

"Hi Lindsey" He came and hugged me. I looked up and saw Louis with a grin, winking at Zayn.

He let go and presumed his place next to Katie. We all walked in and got our skates from the front. As I tripped onto the ice I felt Zayn's hands rest on my hips.

"I've got you babe. I promise you won't fall." He smiled and inched in closer, kissing me on the cheek. As I began to skate I felt Zayn let go. I started to fret and worried about falling and embarrassing myself. I looked side to side but found my fretting was nonsense as Zayn took his place next to me, putting my hand in his. "I promised, remember?"

I leaned over, careful not to lose my balance and kissed him on the cheek. "Right." I smiled wryly and skated on, Zayn's hand and sturdy body holding me up.

Christina's P.O.V.

Niall and I were tripping over our feet. I looked over at him as we sat on the ground where I had fallen, taking us both down. He smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "You aren't very good at this." He kissed me on the lips playfully and pulled himself to his feet. He uneasily helped me to mine and we started to skate again, this time holding on to each other tightly for support.

Joanna's P.O.V

Liam and I swayed in unison across the ice. His hand in mine, my hand in his. While the others goofed off, we just held on to each other. Aside from the occasional laugh from the two of us as Christina pulled Niall on to the ice, or vice versa, we were in our own little world. I looked into his eyes and he kissed my lips gently, not breaking the swaying motion of our feet. I glanced over my shoulder only to see Katie and Louis locking lips on the bench on the edge of the ice. I couldn't tell if they were kissing or if she was sucking out his soul. Ok, a little exageration. They were so sweet, a really cute couple. I looked back at Liam who immediately kissed me again and then winked as we continued to glide across the ice.

Katie's P.O.V.

I took my hand off Louis' chest and seperated ourselves, I needed to breath. I don't even think we had stepped onto the ice yet.

He smiled. "Need some fresh air?"

"Please." I blushed. We slipped off our skates and walked outside. I leaned against a wall and Louis leaned on it beside me. In one swift motion he was in front of me, his arm leaned on the building beside my head. I could feel his breath on my face. Warm against the bone chilling air. He met my lips with his instantly and pushed himself into me, his tongue working magic in my mouth. I melted but as I began to fall his sturdy arm was around my waist, holding me up, pulling me closer.He reluctantly pulled away.

"Wanna go home?"

"But what about the others?" I asked.

"They'll be fine." He smiled and grabbed my hand as we nearly sprinted to the car. As we got to the house Louis walked around to my side, He opened the car door and grabbed my hand to help me out. He led me into the house and into the bedroom. He threw me on the bed and started to unbutton my pants, kissing my stomach. Going, down, down, down. He stopped to take off his shirt and I took off mine. He kissed me one last time before we fell into love making and it was all a hot mess. I remember feeling his warm breath on my neck, his lips on my jaw, my mouth, even the occasional nibble of the ear. Louis learned my sweet spots and used them to his advantage. Every move he made was magic.