L U S T ♡ a one direction fanfiction

pt. 2

After everyone ate (and Niall got his seconds), we sat down to watch movies. We decided to watch Split. Niall sat on my right and Zayn sat on my left. Louis and Liam sat on the other couch while Harry took the armchair.

Throughout the whole movie, Harry has been stealing glances. I decided to shrug it off and continue watching the movie.

After that, we basically just had a movie marathon. On our third movie, which was the notebook, I felt a head rest on my shoulder and heard a light snoring. Niall was sound asleep. he looked adorable. His blonde hair was messy and his lips were slightly parted.

Soon enough, Harry went off to bed. Not long after, Zayn, Liam, and Louis all decided to go to bed too.

"Night B," Liam said before kissing my forehead and heading off to his room.

That left me and a knocked out Niall. I lightly shook him so he could go to sleep in his own bed. his arms were wrapped around my waist, his head buried in the crook of my neck.

"Niall," I whispered, poking his cheek.

"Hm?" he quietly hummed.

"You should go to sleep in your room," I told him, quite exhausted. I didn't sleep at all on that 11-hour plane flight because there was an annoying little kid kicking my seat the whole time.

"I'm fine here," he said, half-asleep as he snuggled deeper into my neck.

"Niall, I'm tired. Go to your bed," I said.

"I don't wanna," he said, his eyes closed with a cute pout.

I quietly laughed and tried to stand up. Niall kept his eyes closed and arms around my waist, but stood up with me anyway.

"Niall, let go. I have to get to my bed," I said, walking with Niall still attached to me. He didn't respond. I sighed and continued to my room.

I pried his arms off me and he whined. Like an actual whine.

"Go to bed," I said, pointing to the door as I lay down and threw the duvet over me.

"Fine," he said, with a sassy Horan voice and went off to his room.

After trying to find a comfortable position, sleep washed over me and I drifted into a dreamland.

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The next morning, I woke up and took a shower using my favorite milk and honey body wash. I washed my hair with the same scent. I wrapped a white towel tightly around my body. I washed my face and brushed my teeth after blow drying my hair completely.

I curled my dark brunette hair into loose waves that flowed down my back and put on some vanilla and cherry chapstick.

I put on a white shoulder-less crop top that had flared arms and some high waisted shorts.

I decided to cook breakfast for the boys, considering they let me stay here all summer.

I cooked eggs, sausage, bacon, french toast, pancakes, waffles, and hash browns. I put some tea on the stove and set the food on the table. As I was doing that, a shirtless Harry walked in the room.

I stiffened as my eyes quickly scanned over his body. His sweats hung low on his hips, exposing his defined v-line. I inhaled and tore my eyes away from him.

"What's this?" he asked, gesturing towards the food.

"A thank you for letting me stay here," I said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I looked up into his green eyes as they locked into an intense stare.

"U-uhm, mind waking the boys?" I asked. He nodded and jogged up the stairs. I made myself a plate and sat down. Not long after, the boys started filling in.

Thank god all of them are fully clothed or it would've gotten steamy in here.

Everyone sat and ate at the large circular table, people breaking off into their own conversations. Harry sat on my left and Louis my right. Next to Louis was Niall and next to Harry was Liam. Zayn took the last seat.

As I was eating, I felt a hand on my thigh. Tingles shot up my leg. I looked up at Harry. He sported a blank expression, acting as if he was innocent. He started to draw circles on my thing. It sent warmth through my body.

I decided to clear my mind so I started a conversation. "So, any of you have plans today?" I ask the group.

"Niall, Harry, and I have a writing session today," Liam said. Sadness washed over me. I was hoping to spend the summer with Liam. "Sorry B. I promise we'll have our time together. Okay?" he said, reading my mind.

I nodded with disappointment. Sometimes I forget that my bestfriend is internationally famous.

"I'm going out with Eleanor today. Sorry love, but I'm leaving you with Zayn," Louis said, patting my shoulder.

"Hey!" Zayn said, feigning hurt. Harry squeezed my thigh making me jerk. He smirked in response.

"It's okay. I can handle him," I replied. Zayn was staring at me with a small smile on his lips.

Soon enough, everyone leaves to pursue their day.

"So, what do you want to do?" I asked Zayn. I sat criss-cross on the couch, facing him.

"KARAOKE!" he shouted.

"I can't sing though," I frowned.

"Well let me be the judge of that," He put on 'I Can't Help Falling In Love' by Elvis.

I started singing, a blush covered my cheeks. Once I finished, Zayn looked at me with wide eyes.

"Wow..." he breathed out. "You're amazing." Somehow, we managed to shift closer and closer to each other, until he face was right in front of mine.

"But I'm not," I said, looking away. His index finger rested on my chin as he lightly turned my face towards him.

"Don't put yourself down like that. You have a mesmerizing voice. You should embrace it," he said, staring into my gray eyes.

I don't know what, but something pulled me towards him. My lips lightly touch his. He gently kissed me back. He lifted me up by my waist and put me on his lap so I could straddle him. He pulled away from air and I got a glimpse of his eyes. His once bright amber eyes were now darkened by lust. He leaned in to kiss me again, hungrily this time.

I tugged on his hair earning a moan in response. I grinded my hips against him, feeling him getting harder by the friction.

"Fuck Bella," he groaned in my ear. He trailed butterfly kisses down my neck and found my sweet spot, my collar bone. He bit and sucked on the sensitive flesh, definitely leaving a mark. I moan and ran my fingers through his hair. He licked over the tingling spot making me moan more.

Soon he pulled away. I let out a whimper, wanting more. He rested his forehead on mine, both of us struggling to catch our breaths. He licked his swollen lips and stared into my eyes through his thick eyelashes.

"As much as I want to take you, right here, right now, we both now we can't," he sighed. He was right. If Liam found out, he would probably beat Zayn to a pulp.

I rested my palm on his cheek and gave him a soft kiss. I got off his lap and reached for for phone.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Ordering food. Take out or pizza?"

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Hey babes! As always, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. This was pg-13 but oh just you wait :)

I already have at least 3 more chapters written so I should be uploading frequently!

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, luhhbabe x