One Direction Imagines

Bounce Back -Zayn-

A request from Bree. SC. ML.
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"Zayn?" You set your hand on his shoulder softly and bit your lip.

"Look at me...please?" He turned to you and you set your fingers on his shoulders.

"That's all I wanna know, Zayn. Why can't I meet them yet?"

"Because...you're not ready." He pulled your fingers off of him and he walked into the living room, you trailing after.

"But, Zayn. I've heard so much about them. They seem so sweet. I mean, you're sweet, so I assume your parents and sisters are. I've been with you for a year, Zayn."

He sat on the sofa and turned on the television to watch football. You sighed and enlaced your fingers into his brown hair.

"I love you. I really do." You whispered, not knowing if he heard you or not. He didn't show any signs of moving and you felt your eyes sting slightly and you moved your hands from his head and stomped into your kitchen. You grabbed a flashlight from under the sink and walked out into the living room.

You walked in front of the TV and Zayn rolled his eyes at you. And as he was about to stand you reeled your arm back and smashed in the TV. Zayn's golden eyes widened and you took your rage to the pictures on the walls, and to the walls, making holes.

"Y/N!" His arms wrapped around your waist from behind you and tossed you onto the couch.

"Stop it! That's enough!" He closed his eyes clenched his fists.

"You really piss me off sometimes, Y/N."

"Well the same goes for you too, Zayn." You stand and pin him with all your strength. Your lips meet his in a hurried rush. He starts taking off your clothing, as you do to him. He pins you down to the sofa, his hair hanging around his tan face.

Your stroke his cheek brushing against his beard and side burns that he occasionally shaves.

"I love you." He whispered his lips traveling to your shoulder. Kissing with his warm pink lips, making every spot he touched moist.

"Zayn." He pushed himself slowly into you, making you whimper slightly.

"Fuck." He grunted, waiting for you to adjust. You nodded and he started thrusting in and out slowly and started sucking on your bottom lip. You moaned and knotted your fingertips in his dark sweaty mess of hair.

"Y/N." He let go of your lip and let you bite on his collarbone as he thrusted. His fingernails dug into your hips, but the pain felt great.

"Can't wait to pay for these repairments." Zayn said with a hoarse laugh. You shushed him with your lips back to his. He pulled away abruptly and he pulled out of you at the same time.

"Zayn." You whined, as he stared at you getting all hot and bothered. He smirked and pulled you to your feet.

"How does against the wall sound?" He whispered seductively in your ear. Your mouth went dry at he thought and he lifted you up, your legs hooking around his waist and him pressed you against the wall and began thrusting hard and fast.

"Zayn!" You couldn't help but release at the force he used. He was going to get to his end soon enough. His jaw was clenched, and that always happened when he was ready. You wiped his hair out of his eyes and kissed his lips softly.

His tongue shot into your mouth as he grunted, so damn close.

"Y/N." He released himself inside of you and you both were against the wall panting.

"Zayn...I'm sorry."

"No...I'm sorry. I was gonna surprise you with meeting my family today...they'll be here in ten minutes."

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I'd be pissed then! Lol! I be like "Ya shoulda said this ish earlier!". What a twist ending, hope you loved it Bree.

Be you!
MH xx