|just tell me that you love me z.m.|

1.5

Bella couldn't sleep. Zayn's tattooed arm was wrapped around her waist, face hidden in the nook of her shoulder. She could hear his steady breathing, and all she wondered is of how many other girls he had laid like this with.

Her mind was consumed with the thoughts of Lexie, her beautiful and foolish little sister. How she was sober and willing to engage with Zayn in physical activities. She felt disgusted knowing that he has been in Lexie, just like he had been inside her.

She wondered if she was being stupid coming back into his arms. Yes, everything had changed but her feelings hadn't. She felt like nothing when she wasn't with Zayn, she felt like death would better then solitude with her beloved.

But while she was with him, her heart stung mercilessly and her mind was haunted with ugly thoughts.

"Zayn." She said, turning around so she was facing him. Everything was dark, but she could make out the faint outline of his face. She inched towards his lips hesitantly before kissing them. She moved her lips against his and smiled once she felt that he was responsive. He grabbed onto her behind, pushing her further into him until she was mounted on his lap.

"I love you." He said while kissing down her neck, making her squirm and moan an orchestra of profanities.

"Say it back." He rasped, pulling her blonde hair back so that her face was leveled to his.
She bit her lip and shook her head, only to get her hair yanked roughly. She squealed and frowned. This was nothing new, Zayn was always like this. He was used to getting what he wanted and when he didn't get what he wanted he'd throw a fit.

"Say it, Bells."

"I love you. Now that's enough talking." Bella said, taking off her shirt and throwing it on the floor. He smiled and nodded, eager to kiss and touch his Bella.