Truth, Lies and Love (z.m)

Chapter 14

ℹ️ Author Note : Might get slightly heated. You have been warned ‼️

Hazel-honey coloured eyes bore into mine, as I froze under his mesmerising stare. A tingling sensation shot up through me as his lips manoeuvred through my neck and jaw and found its place on my lips. "Fück it," he whispers, more to himself as his lips collide against my own, causing my entire body to come alive. He lips work slowly this time, against mine. Zayn turns his head to deepen the kiss as his tongue enters my mouth. As each second passes, my heart was racing faster, my body feeling euphoric as he took control of it.

He held my body tightly against his own, lips working furiously against mine. I gasp as he takes my bottom lip between his teeth, grazing and tugging at it slightly before he lets it go and reconnect our lips. Sweat forms on my back, and stuffed and heated air surrounded me. My body jolts upwards as his hands glide up and down my torso, eventually making its way down to the edge of my panties. He traces circles there, leaving a trail of a burning sensation wherever he touched. I felt adhesive in his hands, ready to be caressed by him.

That's when it stuck me, I am so stupid. Caught up in the moment I forgot who k was having these moments with. To Zayn, I'm just probably another play toy to him, to fulfil his desire whenever he feels the need to. He would throw me aside and move onto another person, when he feels bored. Louis was wrong, he would never love me, it wasn't his nature. He has never and probably will never love anyone. That's all he is, an arrogant, pompous player, who only cares for himself. I feel used, hurt and betrayed.

I bring my hands up to his chests, to try and tell him to stop, but he takes it the other way. His hips grind against me, making me forget what I previously intended to do. My adrenaline is pumping now, as we take pleasure in one another. The heat of his body against me, and the pressure of his lips against my neck, was enough for me to throw my head back in pure ecstasy. I look back at his lustful and longing eyes, as I tangle my hands into his hair, tugging slightly at the roots. He moved his ahead over to my breasts, while bringing his hands to trace the outline of my breasts. He tugged at the hem of my shirt, and without waiting he lift it off me.

"So fücking sëxy," he seethes as he bit down on my shoulder gently, before I was pressed onto the mattress again. His hands move up and down my body, while I moaned in ecstasy. This was so wrong...but it felt so right. Ugh! I can't even think straight. I sighed as I took in the warmth which radiated from his naked body. All of a sudden he pulled away from me and walked out of the room slamming the door shut.

Oh. My. God, what did I just do?!? " I whisper to myself, Zayn probably got bored of me. How could I be so stupid? I knew this was going to happen and I could have stopped yet I let it happen. A single col tear trickled down my face, I wiped it away instantly. No I am not going to be those pathetic cliché girls that cry, when things don't turn out right. My mother have taught me better than that. Im going to clear my head and focus on what I was sent to do: to bring that self proclaimed asshole along with his whole 'Kingdom' down.

I lay awake not being able to sleep, my stomach lets out a small grumble, remaining myself that I haven't had dinner. What kind of stupid asshole, doesn't give the girl dinner on the first take. No Zayn Malik does not do dates nor dinners, he just fucks with the person, who he targets and then leaves them afterwards.

I was awakened by a small creak, indicating that someone has entered the room. I hear feet making its way to the bed, but I don't turn around to acknowledge them. As a strong, yet familiar scent of Zayn's cologne invade my senses, my doubts of a serial killer being in the room disappears. For a few seconds, nothing happened but I knew that Zayn has gotten into the bed because mattress dipped down. His hands slithered towards my waist and pulled me against his torso. I shut my eyes hoping, he wouldn't try anything else. He puts his head into my hair and let out a sigh.

"Goodnight, Avery, he whispers as darkness soon envelopes me and I drift off to sleep.

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"Mornin'" a husky voice calls out from behind me, almost causing me to drop the pancake that I was about to flip.

"Oh um hello! Hope you didn't mind, but I woke up early, and I was bored, so I thought I could start on breakfast. I attempted to make pancakes...umm..hope you don't mind" I spoke licking my chapped lips, while picking up the burnt pancake on the floor and disposing it into the nearby bin.

He scratches the back of his head, a gesture he does when he is nervous or when he doesn't know what to say. He mumbles out a thanks while walking out out the front door, causing me to frown. What the hell! What did I do now?!?!? He was the one who tried to get in my pants last night, and now he's made at me! Is he bipolar or something! Like one second he is smiling and asking me out and the the next he's walking out of the door angry.

Ignoring everything, I tried focusing on trying to not burn the pancakes. Minutes later, I successfully held out a pile of pancakes stacked up on top of each other. I turned around to show someone my achievement, but I realised I was alone. Frowning yet again, I took a seat on the dining table by myself, while putting four pancakes on my plate and drowning them which maple syrup that I previously scavenged the pantry from. I admit, I was surprised there was fresh food that wasn't out of date. Guess he came here quite often.

After the consuming my second overly-drenched pancake I got bored of the silence that lingered around, so walking to the couch with my plate I reached for the fancy remote that was on a black, ash wood coffee table on turned on the television, to be met with a yellow carton figure. Spongebob! This is all I need! Me, myself, surrounded by food while watching SpongeBob. I wouldn't ask for anything else, except maybe marshmallows.

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Hello my fellow readers! I know that gif is no way related to this chapter, but yeah I couldn't help myself! I love One Direction's new song 'Steal My Girl'! I was so obsessed with it!

And I finally didn't end the chapter on a cliff-hanger, unless you think eating pancakes for breakfast, while watching SpongeBob is mind blowing and is making you you want more! Oh and please comment! I would love to hear your thoughts on this book and constructive criticisms are always appreciated! Reina is a big girl, she can handle it! Anyways...I know no one reads these anyways but yeah I just like to say thanks to everyone who is reading this book so THANKYOU and for reading this I give everyone choc-chip cookies! Soo.....

*hands you a delicious chocolate chip cookie*

"THANKYOU!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!

~Reina