Zayn's Little Sister

Chapter 2

        I laugh along with Harry as I fumble with the keys on the Xbox controller. The boys had all decided to go out to dinner which I declined, not finding myself too hungry along with Harry beside me. "Don't shoot me!" I yell. "That's the point in the game though!" he argues as I attempt to run away from him. "Stop. I did not accept your invite just so you could kill me." I squirm, leaning back onto the couch cushion as he chases me on the screen. He shoots me, his laugh getting louder in the room. "No fair!" I shift to where I'm sitting in his lap, blocking his view. "Now who's not playing fair?" he questions as I fail to make my character run. Chills run up my spine as his arms wrap around my waist and he rests his warm arms on my thighs, fingers still moving gracefully over the keys. "You know it might help if you actually attempted to move the controller." he chuckles, his mouth closer to my ear than I expected. My cheeks flush a bright red as I look down at the controller, thoughts rushing through my head.

       "Like this." he urges, placing his controller beside him and moving his hands to where they rest on top of mine. My breath hitches as his thumbs work to move mine. "Got it now?" he asks, not loosening his grip. I nod my head regardless I didn't see a thing he did. "We're back!" a voice yells as a knock sounds on the door. I jump from my position on Harry's lap and rush to the door. "What are you doing?" Harry laughs, following me. I turn and face him, my eyes getting big, "This never happened." I whisper. "Excuse me?" He asks. His intense green orbs state into mine as I open my mouth to speak again, "This," I point my index finger in between our bodies, "never happened." "Don't worry I won't tell your brother that you stayed in my room the whole time when you were supposed to be in yours unpacking." "Thank you." I sigh relieved. "I'll make sure to mention the part of you sticking your tongue down my throat though." "I did not! If you even-" "Chill Ari, Zayn knows I don't kiss girls I like the first hour I meet them." My cheeks flush as I stare at my bare feet. "Plus if I told your brother that I'd probably lose my baby maker. Can't have that happen can we?"  I roll my eyes, licking at my lips as I turn towards the door. "Wait did you think this was like a date?" He asks as I shuffle down the short hall towards the door, his cocky voice following me. "No!" I hiss, too quick. A chuckle sounds and a mumbled statement leaves his mouth. I roll my eyes and fling the door open.

        "Someone was eager to get to the door." Liam comments, smirking. A soft giggle leaves my mouth as I shrug, "Just glad to see you boys." I catch Zayn's eye who raises his eyebrows at me, "I thought you were unpacking?" I nod and shuffle towards the door, "Uh-" "She actually just came by to see if you guys were back yet." Harry says as I'm halfway out the door. I turn and grin at him watching as he sends a wink my way.

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        I yawn, checking the fridge once I'm finally done packing. A knock sounds on the door startling me at the late time of night. "Room service!" A voice yells. I open the door and find Harry, leaning against the door frame. "So I think I was extra generous earlier, saving you and all." I get a good look at his tight black skinny jeans as he welcomes himself into my room. "Correct?" He adds as he spins around to make eye contact. I nod, "You saved me." "So I have a prize in mind." I gulp as he walks toward me, my feet taking a step back for every step forward of his. "And what's that?" My voice comes out quiet as my back hits the wall. "Just stay still." He comments, one hand finding my waist and the other links with my hand. His face moves close to mine, his forehead eventually resting on mine. Heavy breaths are exchanged between the both of us as he presses his body closer to mine. "Hurry up." I mutter, closing my eyes. His lips are onto mine in hunger moving in perfect sync. My free hand finds his hair which he must like, grinning against my lips. His hand leaves mine and easily meets the bottom of my top.

        "I thought you didn't kiss girls you like in the first hour of knowing them." He chuckles, looking down at his watch, "It's midnight babe. Seven hours and thirty minutes to be exact." I don't have time for a smart remark because he is already kissing me again."Hey! You still up sis?" Zayn yells from the door. We pull away, heavy breaths and glances exchanged. "I'll take the window." He says. "No! Just say you needed sugar!" "I could use that excuse but let's face it. Tonight the only sugar I got was yours." He starts for the window when I work up the confidence to say, "Wanna borrow it again sometime?" "Wouldn't want anyone else's." I grin back at him before his face disappears and I hear his feet hit the metal fire escape.