All To Myself [one direction]

Chapter 32

My dad groaned as soon as he saw Zayn at the door. Of course, he was expecting someone else; but after a stern look from my mum, he held back from any comment that wanted to be fired at him.

As soon as Zayn’s eyes landed on me, however, I noticed his jaw drop slightly as everything around him disappeared and I was made the only focus in the world. I had to blink several times, to keep from crying as the intensity of his gaze made all my feelings heightened.

After the small pause, he coughed trying to render back to reality as he suddenly realised my parents had been staring at him.

“Thank you so much for the dress, Zayn.” Mum’s voice was sweet and gentle as she took in his overwhelmed expression.

“It’s my pleasure,”

“You didn’t have to trouble yourself with-“

“It’s fine.” He smiled broadly at my mum and then at my dad, before adding, “I wanted to. She looks stunning; you have a very beautiful daughter.”

“Yeah, well, remember what I told yer last time kid.” My dad still warned as he didn’t like the look Zayn was giving me.

I noticed mum pinch him to shut up as I reached their side.

"Hello,” I muttered shyly, feeling my cheeks redden even more as I took in his tailored look. He was wearing a tailored coat that made him look like he should belong in a Vogue magazine. His eyes were mesmerizing and his features looked like they were sculpted my angels.

“Hi,” He smiled back and tried hard to keep composed in front of my parents.

“I’ll see you guys later on then.” I mumbled and began leaving the house when my mum stopped me.

“You think you’re leaving without kissing your mother goodbye?” She took my chin in her palm and kissed my cheek fiercely. I pulled away and groaned, knowing how embarrassing it was for Zayn to witness this. I hugged my dad goodbye and left, quickly avoiding any similar actions from him.  

Once in the car, Zayn explained to me that we weren’t going straight to the premiere, as he wasn’t going to be the one driving us. His management prepared a car especially for the event. I nodded nonchalantly and met his burning gaze on me.

“You look beautiful, babe.” He muttered with more meaning now that we were alone.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” I teased, surprised that I was able to muster such confidence.

Suddenly, he leaned forward and met my lips with his and planted them with a soft and gentle kiss. I, on the other hand, wanted more from him. I felt confident and splendid in what I was wearing that it plucked my courage to do things, that in any other occasion, I would back away from.

I raised my hand and curled it around his neck, pulling him closer to me. My kiss was hungrier and more determined as I began to kiss him back deeply. In seconds, Zayn took in my precipitated mood and matched his movements with mine.

I could tell the handbrake was in the way, but it didn’t seem to bother Zayn one bit. He placed a firm hand on my cheek as he dominated the kiss while the other was on the side of my neck.

“You smell and taste divine.” He murmured in my mouth as I felt the heat in my cheeks swell as well as an unfamiliar heat deep inside me that travelled strangely down my body and grow in my abdomen.

I didn’t know what that feeling was, but it somehow added to pleasure in his kiss; I then traced my tongue over his bottom lip and bit him playfully. His chuckle vibrated against me and tickled me pleasantly, before his mouth travelled to my neck.