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

Chapter 9 - Wine filled evenings.

-Hannah's POV-

I have no clue how long its been since we've been drinking, I remember sitting across the floor from him with the bottles between us, when I suggested that we should mix the wine, since we had both red and white and then drink it. I think both the wines fused and just made us feel like ahhh!

We sat on the floor with our backs against the bed my legs thrown over his lap and his face in the curve of my neck. My legs were so sore, god, I made to get up when Zayn wrapped his arms tightly around me, "Don't go, please?" he said, his British accent thicker because of the alcohol in his system. "Music?" I asked, "Hummmmhhm" he mumbled. "Then you'll have to let go of me baby, its right there" I said softly pointing to my laptop at my desk.

He groaned and released me, I gave him a soft kiss on his cheek and hoisted myself up off the floor. Once elevated I noticed the bottles of wine were all gone, we were so drunk but I could handle myself and he could too I guess.

I turned around and made my way to the desk. I was too engrossed in trying to play the music that I didn't realize when Zayn reached up behind me and slid his arms across my waist. I felt electricity shoot through me, like it did when Zayn touched me. He nuzzled his face into my neck," I'm so buzzed,babe,its been a long time since I've consumed so much alcohol" he smiled into my neck, feeling me tense up under his touch. But in a good way. A really good way.

As soon as I found a song I turned around so that we were facing each other, our face inches apart,looking intently into each others eyes, I tugged at the bottom of his tee,he didn't wait even a second and lifted it up his body with a smile, I loved what I saw, he had a great set of abs, his olive-skin glistened wherever it wasn't tattooed, his tattoos were beautiful, I ran my fingers across his abs,

"Your turn" he said gently prying the hem of my tshirt. I lifted my tshirt slowly,not hesitantly,and dropped it at my feet, thankful that I had worn this bra, a lacy black one which I loved. Unable to control myself I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss, I felt his hands tighten around my waist closing the space between us.

My hands slithered into that lovely hair of his as he deepend the kiss, he swiped his tongue across my bottom lip asking for permission, as he brought his hand up to cup my breast, I moaned at his touch giving him full access, he slipped his tongue into my mouth as his hands traced patterns on my bra and he squeezed slightly. He broke the kiss,pulling my hair ever so slightly behind giving himself access to my neck as he started kissing it lavaciously.

-Zayn's POV-

Her arms around my neck pushing my lips further into her neck felt so good it hurt. I brought my lips back up to hers and tightened my grip on her waist bringing my hand down from her chest. She kissed me with such heat it was hard for me to think straight.

Her touch felt freaking amazing. Id imagined this day in my head so many times never knowing id actually be able to ever make it happen. This feeling, what I felt for her as her hands traced my tattooed arm, I knew id never felt before and would never feel again. She was what I wanted, what I needed, what I craved. I don't think Il ever be able to walk away from this, I'm in too deep, I prayed she felt the same, deepening our kiss. I would never force her into sex. I would never use her. I would never leave her. She means too much too me.

As she broke the kiss, I rested my forehead on hers, wanting to tell her how much I loved her already, when she smiled and breathed "It may sound weird and too soon but.." she looked at me and smiled knowingly "I love you." I completed for her. "Exactly, I love you" she repeated. I think my heart beated out of my chest as I dipped down to kiss her again.

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