Strawberry Fields Forever - Part Seven (7)

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Zayn POV ...

I was crazy about Mae. She was everything and anything I'd thought about for the past few days, and I just couldn't seem to get enough of her. It took about 20 minutes for us to finally break apart and head back to meet Liam and Anna at the car park that first time we'd kissed. I wasn't sure whether Liam had seen us while we were in the tree, but I didn't really care. I was too absorbed in Mae to care about anything else. 

I could feel the need when we kissed - the want that consumed our thoughts when we touched each other, even when it was just a light hand that wrapped around our backs. The fuzzy feeling I got when I first saw her had turned in to an electrifying spark that shot through when ever I could feel her on my skin. I moaned each time she scrunched her fingers up in my hair, or pressed herself against my chest. It was insane.

The way she'd look at me between breathes, all doubts evaporating in to nothing as we leaned in to more and more kisses. I was pressing her back on to the tree branch, my body moulding around hers. Her back arched in to me, allowing access to her neck as I nipped it giving her small hickeys as I did so. 

"Zayn, I can feel someone watching us," she panted slightly, looking down. She bolted upright suddenly, and buried her face in to my neck, frightened.

"Zayn?" A familiar voice asked. It was Liam. Thank God. I looked down at him.

"Don't," I asked, the desperation clear in my voice. I couldn't handle losing Mae now. Mae was like heroine, and I was addicted. Even though Perrie put out that she was fragile, I knew what she'd do if she ever found out. 

"You need to explain to me then - I'm just looking for Anna. Tell me if you see her," He stated plainly, then waved and walked away without another word. Mae looked up at me, curiosity tainted her eyes.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Liam just doesn't know you and he's afraid that if I get to close with you, you'll break my heart," I told her. She smiled.

"I think you know better, Zayn. I deserve an apology," she smirked playfully. She started to trail her finger up to my collarbone, then down my cheekbones, a tingling sensation following the contact she made. She was smiling a little while blinking her eyes innocently like a little girl. I looked down at her.

"Now .. how exactly should I apologise?" I questioned, raising my eyebrow. Her smirk grew wider. I think I knew just the way. I leaned in and began trailing small kisses up her jaw line, making her moan quietly. I was enjoying it too much, when she quickly pulled away and jumped down on to the ground beneath us, almost falling. I laughed. She gave me the finger and started to jog backwards a bit.

"Where are you going?" I asked confused. It was obviously some sort of game. I looked at her, furrowing my eyebrows together slightly.  Maybe it was time for a little fun though.

"If you want me, you'll have to come and get me!" She shouted, running off across the field and in to the maze of raspberries. 

Mae POV ...

I ran as fast as I could in to the raspberries, trying to find a spot where I could jump out and surprise Zayn. I'd kind of fantasized about playing hide and seek with a guy I liked before this, and now seemed like the perfect time to do it. I needed to stretch my legs as well - the branch I'd been sitting on for the past few hours was making my bum sore. 

Not long after running around, I found a little shed I could hide in. It was open and had the scales to measure the raspberries so that people knew how much to pay. There were stacks upon stacks of containers for berries and I climbed through them (careful not to bump them, they were light plastic) and stood right at the back of the shed, concealing myself to all eyes. I poked my head to look out of the small window located just beneath my neck and saw Zayn just a few meters away, looking around. I must've bumped something, because he swiftly swivelled his head around to face me. I ducked my head quickly hoping he wouldn' t see, and held my breath. 

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