He's No Good - Zayn Malik

Chapter 48: Home alone

First of all umm...... why is it that I find the Zayn and Zoe sex scene on
www.onedirectionfanfiction.org ?
Please take it down thank you ;) And ask next time


Here ya gooo :P
But I'm warning you.. dis is filthy

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It's finally weekend, after what feels like the longest week. As expected Zayn is waiting for me, leaning against my locker after our last period.  

He gives me a quick but not less passionate kiss before slightly stepping aside so I can get to my locker.
- "Are you free today?" he asks, putting his hands casually down the pockets of his jeans.

- "Yea," I say, grabbing my bag.
Oh or.
- "Though I promised to look after Lucas. My parents are in London for the weekend," I add.

- "Hm.." he chews on it for a moment. "The whole weekend?" he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, giving me his smolder, but I avert my gaze from his eyes knowing that otherwise I'd be sucked into them completely.

- "Mhm," I nod and shut my locker. "They're leaving later today,

- "So, mind if I'll come over tonight then?" he smirks, slightly tilting his head. "I'm having dinner at my mums anyway,".

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When my parents have said their goodbyes and Lucas has been sat in the couch playing PlayStation, my parents reach for the door handle, just as the doorbell rings. 

Bad timing, bad timing, oh god. I repeat in my head. If there is anything more awkward than my parents and Zayn in the same room then I would really love to know what.

My dad opens the door, with a surprised frown, grabbing his luggage. Oh god.
- "Good evening, Zayn," he nods politely, and shakes his hand, as Zayn gives me an amused smile, not even the slightest intimidated as my dad passes him through the door opening.

My mum gives me a weird look.
- "Well then. Good night Zayn," she says, giving him a stiff but polite smile making me cringe.

- "Why are you smiling, that was so awkward!" I exclaim when they are out of sight, but somehow I can't stop smiling either.
He finally enters and closes the door behind him, shutting out the cold evening air.

- "Good timing yea?" He laughs, as he takes off his leather jacket and hang it on the coat rack and steps out of his Nikes.

 As we walk though the short hallway to the living room, he snakes his arm around my waist and spins me around, so that I'm facing him, with a fast motion. A grin appears on his face before he presses his lips on mine, almost immediately slipping his tongue in as I slightly part my lips when his hand traces up my side close to my bra.

Only now remembering that we are actually not completely alone, I pull away and spot Lucas in the couch glancing at us with a weird grimace on his young face. 

Zayn's face is holding a smug smile, as he releases me from his grip, and Lucas looks from Zayn to me. 
- "Hi," he says to Zayn, who just gives him a quick wave. "Jawaad told me you're Zoe's boyfriend," he says, still with the PlayStation controller in his hand.