The Way We Made It Happen [UNDER PAINFULLY SLOW EDITING]

Chapter 1 - Hero in a leather jacket.

Picture of Hannah on the side!

Edited : 23rd April 2015

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-Hannah's POV-

I rolled over in bed, my eyes heavy with sleep. I was up talking on the phone last night. I reached out my hand and grabbed my phone and clicked the screen on. 

"HOLY FUCKING JESUS CHRIST", I yelled when I realized that I slept through my alarm. Shitshitshitshitshit. 

"Hannah, Evan's here!!", my mum yelled from downstairs.

"I know! Coming!" I yelled, throwing off my night clothes and slipping into a pair of denim shorts and a dark blue tank top. I slung my bag over my shoulder at the same time I jammed my feet into my Chucks. I'd put them on once I was in the car.

"Bye mum!" I yelled, kissing my mum on the cheek and flying out the front door.

I yanked open the door of Evan's car and slithered into the passenger seat.

"Up late last night?" Evan smirked, putting the car into drive and heading off towards school.

"Huh, yeah" I said, bending down to tie my shoelaces when I felt his large hand on the small of my back. "So soft", he murmured, and I was confused whether he was referring to the material or the inch of skin that he touched.

Sex loomed over our relationship like a demon ready to slay. I mean Evan Kent was one of the hottest guys in my year and we'd been together since about five months but I just couldn't. I wanted to loose it, but not to him. I know that sounds weird since he's my boyfriend and all but, no.

"You're fat", he joked, glancing over at me.

"Oh really now?", I said, rolling my eyes. I popped open my chapstick and carefully smothered it onto my lips.

He pulled up at a stop sign and ran a hand through his hair, "Finals start today, God. Let me help you with that" he said, bending forward and kissing me.

I laughed, "That was more like ruining it then helping me with it", I pouted, swatting at his chest when the light turned green.

Evan was great, as a friend, boyfriend, errand boy...haha just kidding. I shouldn't mind doing it with him, but I don't know what was stopping me. Before I knew it he was pulling up in the senior parking lot.

"Yay, finals", I muttered stuffing my shit into my bag.

He quickly got out from his side and opened my door before I could get out myself. He knew I loved it when he did that.

"Feeling chivalrous are we?" I teased, wrapping an arm around his elbow as we walked into school. Upon entrance we were greeted with the sight of the reason for my sleepless night yesterday.

Zayn Malik. 

Not that he was with me or anything, although Melissa and I were talking about him for a decent amount of time. I mean he was hot. So so so hot. But he just didn't make a move. I'd seen him look at me all the time, with those beautiful coffee coloured eyes of his. God, he made me feel something down there. Sometimes I just wanted him to walk up to me, wrap an arm around my waist ,push me onto the lockers behind with his body and kiss me. He was one of those 'i'm so hot, but i'm going to pretend i'm a loser kind of guy', he had about four friends, all of them had shifted from London together and he had never dated anyone or slept with anyone from school.

I remember just last week, I'd been over at Aaron's and he was there gaming with him. It was awkward, the sexual tension between us was bursting. There was this instance when we both reached for the same damned can of coke and our fingers brushed and it felt like we came together, it was that sensual.

But I like Evan. At least I think I do.

Evan dropped me off at my locker and went over to his own. I was stuffing my books in my bag when he walked up to me.

"Hannah", he said, his lips twitching into a small smile.

"Zayn", I breathed, turning around causing a strand of hair to whip around and stick onto my lip gloss.

And that's when he did it, his eyes crinkled into this adorable little smirk and his tongue pushed against his bottom teeth. He reached up and moved it off my lips and his finger lingered by the tip of my shoulder.

"I- ahem. These are yours, they were in my bag since last week. They must have sneaked in when we were at Aaron's" he said, dropping his finger and handing me my earphones.

"Oh, haha. Thanks, I'd been looking for them", I smiled, the awkwardness level rising each time we met each other's eyes.

"Zayn!" a guy yelled, I think his name was Louis. Zayn looked over at him and nodded.

"Bye" he said, and turned around and walked off.

I sighed, slamming my locker shut and walking towards class. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I stopped walking, pulling out to see who messages.

From : Evan

Sorry, I had to run off to class, the guys caught me. I'll see you in lunch. Bye x

This was weird, Evan always walked me to class, come hail or storm. I was completely engrossed in replying to his message as the bell rang that I didn't notice where I was standing.

I felt someone yank me back as soon as the doors to the morning-detention room burst open and people ran out yelling because it was the last detention of the year.

"What the fuck, Hannah? Next time think before you stop somewhere to text", Zayn huffed, as I slammed against him.

He caught me off guard, "What? I wasn't expecting it", I snapped, pushing off him and straightening my hair.

His expression instantly made me feel guilty about my tone.

"Listen, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. Thanks, I'd probably be Baker chow by now if you hadn't been the hero that you are and saved me", I laughed, pinching his cheek.

Aaaaand, the sexual tension was back. I thought about leaning in and seeing what he would do.

He coughed, "I should, um, head to class. See you around"

"Bye", I said softly to his retreating back.

My feelings and emotions were all over the place. I was dating Evan, but I had to hots for Zayn. I felt loads of sexuality in simple touches with Zayn and nothing as Evan and I made out in my bed or when we indulged in foreplay. Evan probably got me to come twice out of all the times he's tried eating me out or fingering me.

I mean not to brag, I've made Evan come hard, many many many times. And we haven't even had sex yet.

But Zayn, I have a feeling I'd be a moaning mess in minutes if I feel his tongue against my... oh well.