21 Things I Hate About You (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 12- The Point of No Return

12. I hate that I was falling completely in love with him.

I stepped off the elevator and said an airy,”hello.” I couldn’t breathe. I was about to start shaking.

“Hi,” he smiled quietly back at me.

I didn’t know what to say. I’d been avoiding me all week. I hadn’t sorted my feelings out yet and I didn’t have any words. I just stood there like an idiot. I could have said something. I wasn’t thinking straight so I decided to go for small talk.

“How are you?” I asked I tried to shuffle around him but no dice.

“Fine, have you checked your phone lately?” he said.

“No, I haven’t had the chance.” I lied as I tried to slide past him against the wall.

“Well you should.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know why don’t you check.”

“I don’t have my phone with me,” I lied some more. Hopefully he couldn’t see it in my pocket.

“I see it in your pocket.”

“No you don’t” I was just burying myself deeper in a pile of lies.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes”

This conversation was going nowhere and I just wanted to get back to my room and sort out my feelings which were tangled between hate and love.

“I know you’ve been avoiding me since the beach. Okay I just want to know what’s going on.” He said running his hand through his hair with a tired look on his face.

“I don’t even know,” I said with a sigh.

“Where do we go? What do we do?” he looked at me. Perfection clouding my mind. I could feel I was going to do something stupid.

“I’ve been thinking of this one song that kind of captures how I’m feeling right now.” I knew I was going to regret this.

“What song?” he looked a bit confused.

“Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran.”

“Oh. ‘I've been feeling everything from hate to love from love to lust from lust to truth I guess that's how I know you.’ I see” he said quoting the song.

“Yeah…” I said not knowing how to continue.

“So…” he said back. How was I supposed to follow that up? I was about to do the single most stupid thing ever and I didn’t even mind at the moment.

“Kiss me already!” I said desperately. I knew that’s what was bothering the second I saw his face.

He pushed me against the wall and starting kissing me. I knotted my fingers in his hair and we continued kissing. He pushed his body against mine pushing me into the wall more. I could feel his tongue in my mouth. His beautiful soft lips on mine. At some point I hitched my legs around his hips and he held me up with one hand on my bum and the other in my hair. I could smell him too. He smelt clean and fresh. We eventually broke apart to take a breath. I rested my head on his shoulders and was breathing heavily. He was too.

As I was catching my breath, he started kissing my neck and shoulder. I pulled my face of his shoulder and our lips found each other again. This went on for at least another hour or more. I lost count of time in his strong arms. His lips were so warm and I never wanted to stop kissing him.

I was thinking about how much I wanted him while kissing him. I had made my mind up that I had completely fallen for my swore enemy and I didn’t even mind. I was falling in love with Zayn Malik and I didn’t even at this point.

Soon a light came around the hallway and another guard came around the corner. We always got stopped by guards. He yelled but we didn’t listen and continued kissing. As he continued yelling louder I could feel Zayn’s lip form a smile under my kiss.

“Hey! You two cannot do that here!” the guard yelled.

Zayn started laughing but we never broke the kissing. I started laughing too until the point of kissing was impossible because we were so caught up in laughter.

“Listen to me! Do you want to get kicked out!? Get a room at least!” he continued.

Zayn held up one hand up in agreement. Still around his waist he carried me back to my room and locked the door. He looked at me and I smiled and we picked up where we left off.  

At some point we made it back to my bed and continued making out. His shirt was already off and he took mine off. I wasn’t sure was going to happen but this was the point of no return. I didn’t know things would go this far but I wasn’t intending on stopping it. His pants hit the floor and soon mine did too. Our under clothes found their way onto the ground as well. He laid me down and asked me, “Are you sure?” I smiled and pulled his lips back onto mine as my answer.

We went all the way and I regret nothing at that moment. After it was over we just fell asleep in each other’s arms. During the middle of the night I was aware of his warm body against mine and I thought about going back to enemies and how impossible that would be. I know I would have more feelings and problems to sort out in the morning but for now it was all good. I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

We both woke up to the morning sunlight coming from the window and eliminating the room. I turned into his body and kissed his warm chest and he tightened his arms around me.  We heard a knock on the door and ignored it. All I cared about was Zayn in that moment.