Lovely » Zedward [Discontinued]

Chapter 32

Edward heard nothing but silence in the empty hallway. Students were either in class or he guessed that they were probably skipping, caring less about their future. He figured that Zayn was also one of those people, who wouldn't miss anything for the world that included more knowledge and his love for education. Even for him. The brunette decided to just sit by his locker, pulling out one of the books he was recently reading, skimming through the pages. The green eyed boy loved the calming aura that surrounded him, but he knew it wouldn't last long. So he made the most of his alone time, in these familiar halls, that were once filled with rumours and chatter about him, himself.

He was the talk of the school, and every girl's target. Even a few guys had their eyes on the tall, lanky, beautiful lad, though he was never interested in them. They were too desperate, and only wanted his body for their frustration. Most of them saw him as no other than a man whore, who loved it up his ass, or a slut who loved shoving it up someone else's. Truth to be told, their opinions didn't matter.

Until he came into the picture. Zayn Malik. The student with the highest grades in the school, loveliest hazel eyes, and every teacher loved him. Many knew his name, but none paid attention too much, that until he was seen arguing with a certain curly headed lad. At first, Edward saw him as a threat to his reputation, since he cared about his 'tough' image that kept others away from him. He avoided a lot of the teasing and harrassment he's experienced within his past. Figuring that it was best to be seen as the 'bad guy', instead of the good, because all he received was pain and hurt. And he didn't want to go through that once more. Those voices still haunted him up to this very day, and he couldn't do anything about it. They grew stronger than they were before, but somehow, when Zayn came along, comforting him, making him feel like he actually mattered, those voices tended to fade away, as he would forget about them.

Edward didn't hear them whenever he was around, pulling him out of his dark world. Before Zayn, his world was black and white, filled with sadness, anger, and pain. His nightmares he would get every single night, they subsided and only occured when he remembered. Rough hands and aggressive touches. His mind was corrupted with negative thoughts, which stopped him from seeing any good and any light there was.

But Zayn.. Zayn made it seem like it was never even there. Those horrible thoughts, he destroyed every little one, with his honey, sweet whispers. Everyday, Edward started to notice how the Bradford native would cloud every inch of his brain. He felt like he was high every time he pictured Zayn's hands roaming around his body, and touching him like he was so breakable and fragile.

"Babe? Is anyone in there?" He was snapped out of his daze, when his head was being played with. Edward groaned in satisfaction, the feeling of someone running their fingers through his hair, rubbing his scalp, just made him shiver with delight.

"Yeah, I'm here.. aren't you supposed to be in class though?" Zayn laughed at his cluelessness. The bell had rung a few minutes ago, and he found it amusing that his boyfriend didn't even hear it's loudness. "Class ended five minutes ago, love. And did you skip again? Baby, you know you shouldn't. How are you going to graduate, huh?" He teased Edward, peppering kisses onto his neck. Edward giggled, and Zayn's heart bursted with happiness. "Stop, Zee, it tickles.." his dimples were prominent, making him look more innocent than usual. Zayn stopped nipping at his skin playfully, putting his hands on Edward's waist, pulling him close to his body, as he pushed him against the lockers gently, trying not to hurt Edward.

"Want me to stop, baby? Want me to leave you here, flustered so people could see how wrecked you easily are because of me, huh? Want me to make you scream? Want me to claim you mine?" Edward's breath hitched, goosebumps arising in his pale skin. Zayn placed his lips against his, their mouths moving in sync. Their breaths became heavy and short, and Edward was sure Zayn's bulge was pressing against his milky covered thighs. "O - oh.." he moaned softly.

Both of them gave no shits if anyone was watching. They'd be lucky to see them in this state, anyway. Bodies sweaty, and noises weren't so quiet. Edward was quite.. vocal.

"Z - Zayn.." The boy whimpers when their clothed members rubbed against eachothers, creating friction, and Edward wasn't sure if he wanted to stop or not. Gasping as Zayn started to palm him through his tight jeans. "S - shit, f - fuck.. so hard for me.." their snog session continued, escalating to them reaching their climaxes, and both came into their boxers, Zayn smirking smugly, and Edward blushing furiously, embarassed.

"Oh my god.." they chuckled at how they sounded. If Niall were there, Zayn was positive he'd say that they were going to fuck like violent rabbits.

Edward's book was laying there on the ground, as well as his bag. Grabbing both items, Zayn's arms were still wrapped around his hips, preventing him from moving away.

Dammit Zayn.. the things you do to me..

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"So there's a party tonight. Anyone wanna come?" Niall asked his friends, but they all were too busy eating to respond. "Guys!"

Liam and Louis jumped, startled when the Irish leprechaun had yelled. "What was it, Ni?" Liam said, puppy eyes glimmering with confusion. "There's a party tonight. Any of you guys comin'?" Louis immediately answered with a "yes" while Liam, sat their with an expression on his face, that looked like he was contemplating whether or not if he was going also.

"Well, I guess, why not?" Niall screamed with joy, but realized that Zayn was not even glancing their way. His eyes were upon somewhere else, so he followed his gaze, but it only landed on a mess of curls.

Edward.

"Zayn..."

"Zayn.."

"Zayn!" Zayn fell out of his seat, landing on his bum, flat on the floor. Why was Niall this much of an idiot?

"What, Niall?" He says, irritation evident, just by how he spoke. "Are you coming to the party tonight? I heard this Calum guy was throwing it."

"No. You know that I don't do parties, Ni." Zayn rolled his eyes, as he eyed the beauty across from them. Their eyes locked, grinning at one another like love sick puppies.

"Aww, c'mon. Just this once, please?"

"No."

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