Andrea's POV-
I glare at him as we sit across from each other at the little table he has in the middle of his kitchen. He glares back while eating a piece of his toast. "Will. You. Please. Hand. Me. The. Salt?" i growl and he smirks, picking it up and putting it in his pocket. "Fucking prick" i growl, causing him to laugh. I stand up, scooting my chair back as i walk over to him and straddle his hips.
"Bad boy" i whisper and he laughs as i slip my hand in his pocket, taking the salt out of his pocket. I get off his lap and put some on my eggs and he shakes his head, smiling. "Wanna go to the store?" he asks and i nod, standing up. "Do you mind if i get some stuff... i have money obviously" i say and he smirks. "Sure, thing" he says, standing up and putting his arms around me. "Ew why you are you touching me" i say, and he laughs, kissing your neck softly.
"im mad at you" i mutter and he smirks against my skin, moving you both towards the door. "Lets go, beautiful" he whispers, he had me like putty in his hands but i couldn't get enough of him. He gently rocked back and forth to the sound of music playing out in the hall as the doors to the elevator opened.
We both stepped in, his arms around my waist.
When we got to Target, we both went and got food and some things for myself. A man walked up to me "Need any help ma'am?" he asks, glancing behind me and i shake my head, smiling. "Well, call me if you need anything" he says, winking and i blush, smiling softly. I feel Zayn put his arm around me and the attendent backed up slightly. "Back off, Mate" he growls and you take Zayn's hand, looking the guy in the eye.
"Sorry, man. I didn't know" he says and Zayn steps in front of you. "You know, i really can't stand people who lie in my face. I saw you look at me and smirk before you started talking to her- i strongly suggest you getting the hell away from us." he hisses and the guy back away, holding his hands up. I glared at Zayn.
"What?" he asks, innocently. "Are you fucking kidding me, Zayn?" i growl. "What?" he asks as we both make our way to the check out. We scan our things quickly before leaving the store. Driving the cart towards his car.
"Andrea" he says, snatching my arm and turning me around. "You can't just tell perfectly nice guys to fuck off!" i spit at him, "you are seriously mad at me over that?" he questions. "Yeah!" you say, opening the back of Zayn's car. "Why?" he asks. "Because, you don't own me Zayn. We aren't dating! You have no right to tell me or anyone that they can or cannot date me" i hiss, pushing the empty cart at him and slamming the door shut. He rolls his eyes, driving the cart back as you get into the car.
A few minutes later, he opens the door, and starts his engine. Backing out of the parking space and driving down the parking lot, towards the main road, which leads us towards his apartment.
We get out and i slam the door. "Stop slamming the fucking door" he growls "Why?" i hiss, as i walk over to the trunk, opening it. "Nice car" he says as if it was obvious. I roll my eyes. "This is not over" he growls, picking up half of the bags, and i pick up the rest, slamming the door shut. I can see his close his eyes, containing himself. But he just continues to walk inside.
I catch up, as he proceeds to slam the door in my face but i catch it. "Asshole" i grunt, pushing the door open. He sets the bags on the table, and turns towards me as i set the other bags down. "You are so fucking dramatic" he growls "How?!" i hiss.
"because, you were so mad at me for telling the guy to bug off" he says "Well i mean, i could've had a chance with him!" i growl, and he scoffs. "Sure" he says, as he puts away the food and i help. I put my stuff into bags and we push past each other, angry. "Like he would wanna get with you" he grunts.
I punch his arm, and he chuckles, gripping my waist and pressing my against the counter. "You're such a bitch" he mutters, and i smirk. "You're such a prick" i tease, my lips placed on his, our tongues entertwined. His hands finding their way up my shirt, grabbing my b*obs. My legs wrap around his torso.
"No bra?" he growls, nipping the skin on my neck. I let out a soft moan, his fingers and palm kneeding my boobs, very gently tugging on them. He slowly slips my shirt off and i groan as he lips kiss down the valley of my breasts, finding their way to my right niipple, sucking softly, his tongue running over the nub.
"God your t*ts are fucking perfect" he mutters, his lips moving to the other niipple, repeating the same actions as before. You groan. "I hate you" you groan, your nails digging into the back of his neck. He hisses. "I know" he whispers, his hand running down the front of your pants, gently rubbing against the cloth underwear protecting you from his touch.
He smirks. "Soaked" he hisses "Thats the thing about virgins" he teases, biting my earlobe. "They get wet so easily" he says and my eyes widen, my nails pressing back into his neck. "Ow" he whispers "Why did you not let the guy flit with me?" i ask, out of breath as his fingers rub faster. I felt myself reaching for his pants, my hand slipping under his belt and underwear, gripping his rock hard erection.
"Because" he whispers, his voice hitching. "We aren't dating" you whisper, your lips press briefly against his once more. "What if i want to be?" he says, pressing his fingers harder as he rubs. You feel your stomach clench as you feel his dick throb at your fingertips.
"Then you should just ask" you whisper, sucking the skin under his neck. He moans softly, your hands moving faster, nipping the skin. He groans, his fingers lurching forward as your thumb run over his tip. You feel his liquid running down your hand. You take your hand out, and gently suck the liquid from your hand, your eyes meeting his.
He groans, his eyes rolling back. "So fucking innocent, it's sickening" he groans, pressing his lips to yours.
"Will you be my girlfriend, Andrea?" he asks as you feel your legs clench and you moan loudly, a high pitched moan that you knew would drive him mad. "Shit" he mutters, as you let out your orgsm. You look at him, sitting up.
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Oops Im falling asleep
GOODNIGHT.
Sorry: Wattpad is being a bitch and rated it R, saying it was mature. Blah blah blah- Sorry for the 'bad words' stared or whatever. I had to fix it
