~Zayn's POV~
"Zayn we didn't move so you could start getting into fights again!" My dad yells without realizing Mason is right next to me.
"Technically it's because mom got a better job here." I smile.
"You could've killed that boy." His voice grows louder.
"Tell that to my broken nose." I point.
"Fractured." Mason whispers and squeezes my hand gently.
"Keep getting suspended and see how it all ends Zayn." He walks away.
I drop my stuff on my bed and close the door behind Mason. She copies me and drops her bag by my closet.
"Excuse my dad." I smile at her.
"He's worried that's all." She defends him. What does she know about my dad?
"Pretty lady I brought you here to keep me calm not piss me off." I hold her hips with my bandaged hands and kiss her.
"I'm gonna miss you at school during your suspension." She coos. Good to know she sees it my way now.
"Visit me every day after school. Every day." I shake her hips and she laughs. "Promise?"
"Promise." She kisses my neck and pulls on the surface a little with her teeth."I so promise."
"Mhm." I rub my thumb against her hip.
"So what part of the packet are you at." She walks towards her backpack and I lean against where she was.God she needs to stop killing the moment because I swear to god one day I will fuck the sh-
"The prompt about Aristotle." I look up from her tits.
"Okay." She taps the pen on her lip. I sit down next to her on my bed and zone out."I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies, for the hardest victory is over self."
I feel her looking at me after I wait a while before looking up.
"What?" I shrug.
"I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies."
"He who overcomes his desires is he who reinforces self-denial." I smugly remark. She smiles and scoffs a little.
"That's not true."
"I'm sorry Aristotle's like, cool and all, but that's not his best work. Any guy has to know what he wants and go after it." I lean over and kiss her.
"You turn anything sexual." She jokingly pushes me away.
"I'm Zayn, what did you expect?" I flip my body over so I'm hovering over her. "Kiss me."
She smiles and wraps her around my neck kissing me quick like she always does.
"No, like you want me." I somewhat demand she furrows her eyebrows.
"Zayn, I want you. The way I kiss you doesn't mean a thing." She leans up and kisses me slowly.
She will always want me, that feels nice to hear. After all that happened today she's crazy enough to stay with me. She pulls my hair back as I press my torso against her's. She holds my bottom lip in between her teeth and pulls it so she can slide her tongue in.
Next thing I know it I hear her phone ring and I hope she doesn't answer it. Since she does she pulls away. She motions me to be quiet and I laugh a little still hold my self over her.
"Hi El." Mason says awkwardly.
"Hey I think I still have my hair straightener at your house and I need it back." She sounds nonchalant.
"Fuck you." I dip down and say slowly into the phone seriously, but can be taken in a joking matter. Mason slaps my chest which put me barely off balance. "I was fucking busy with Mason here."
"Zayn says hi." She hums. I readjust from holding myself up with my hand to with my forearms so now I'm closer to her. "When do you wanna pick it up?"
"Two hours." I mouth repeatingly.
"Like ten minutes." Ellie says, Mason confirms and they begin to gossip of course. I pull the neck of her shirt with my teeth then lightly suck on the skin a little lower than her necklace. She taps my head in discipline.
"Two more hours." I softly whisper. She rolls her eyes then sticks her tongue out. I take that as an opportunity to kiss her and she giggles in my mouth.
"Okay I'm hanging up. I'll pick it up tomorrow." Ellie finalizes.
"Have a good evening El." I gloat at the fact I basically won the undeclared war.
"You frustrate me." Mason laughs.
"Sexually of course, correct?" I kiss her nose.
"No that's more of you than me." She thinks out loud. I brush my nose against hers then suddenly there's a knock on the door.
"Fucking kidding me?"
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A/N- Weeeee okkkaayyy filler kind of, next chapter is better ahah. Don't forget to vote and comment if you liked it. Thanks for reading!
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FanfictionMason Nicole Valentino hasn't had a boyfriend since about fourteen. Ever since then, every guy seemed tempting, too close, too smooth, and too god damn attractive. Zayn is evidently tempting, but irresistible if you couldn't tell. She resents it and...
