Dark Lust (Zayn Malik Love Story)

Chapter Eighteen

Vaeh's P.O.V.

I woke up to someone shaking me.

I open my eyes slowly, and see a figure standing over me, I have to blink a few times so my vision will clean up.

When it does clear up, I see Zayn standing over me with a small smile on his face.

"Hey, beautiful." He says to me as he slowly sits down on the couch next to me.

"Hi," I tell him groggily.

"So, you wanted to talk to me?" He asked while raising his eyebrows up with a questioning look.

"Yeah, uhm.." I pause a moment so I can think of what I was gonna talk to him about.

"Sorry, my minds still a little foggy from just waking up." I tell him with a laugh.

"No, it's fine. I wouldn't expect you to know right away." Zayn says with a sincere smile.

"Ok, now I remember, I wanted to talk about us, and everything that's been going on for the last two years." I tell him skeptically.

"What's to talk about? I spent the last two years in jail for a crime I didn't commit, Vaeh. I'm sorry to be a downer about this whole thing, but I don't have much to tell. Other than the fact that the jail food tasted like shit." Zayn says while scrunching his face up in distaste.

"Right, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up. I just wanted to talk to you about what's going on in my head, and what's happened to me in the past two years. I expect you to listen. And please don't interrupt until I'm done, ok?" I asked him.

"Yeah, go right ahead. I would love to hear you talk about the amazing times you've had with your charming boyfriend." Zayn Sarcastically remarked.

"Hey, what the hell was I suppose to think when you came running after me, and you had someone else's blood on you, Zayn? A person with common sense wouldn't stop and have a normal conversation with a false killer." I sternly tell him while narrowing my eyes.

"No, I get it. I understand perfectly. Don't try and listen to what I have to say before you call the fucking cops!" He growls out.

"Listen! Like I've been telling you. A person with a right mind wouldn't stop to talk to some guy that had blood on him!! I didn't fucking call you here so we could fight! I called you here so we could make things right! I understand your pissed, but you were fine when we were in the grocery store!"

"You're right. Go ahead and tell me what you were going to tell me." Zayn mumbles as he leans back on the couch and rubs his hands over his face.

"Ok, as I was trying to say, after you were out in jail, I met Louis. We hit it off right away, I thought we were meant to be together, and everything went good for the last two years. I fell completely in love with him after the first month. And from then on to two weeks ago I was still completely in love with him, now I'm having doubts, and I've been having these doubts ever since I seen you two weeks ago at the store. I don't know how a relationship that's lasted for two years can just disintegrate after someone, that's suppose to be bad for me, just comes along, and all of a sudden my feeling for the person I've been dating just vanishes! You wanna know why? Because I'm completely he's over heels for you, Zayn! Don't ask me how! But I am! I haven't left my room since the night I seen you! My head has been jumbled up with a whole bunch of shit, that has been causing me to lose sleep! I just want to know, that if I ended it with Louis, that I wouldn't be going into this alone." After I'm finished with my rant, I look up to see Zayn looking at me with wide eyes, and his mouth open.

"Please, please say something." I whisper.

"Vaeh, I- I know for a fact that you wouldn't be going into anything alone as long as I'm around. When they brought me into custody, I couldn't quit thinking about the fear in your eyes when you seen me, it broke my heart. I cried like a baby for the first month because I thought you hated me after what happened with that guy in the alley. Every night I went to sleep your face kept showing up behind my eyelids. I lost a lot of sleep over it. I was hoping when I got out of jail you would hear me out about the whole thing. And when I seen you at the store, looking as gorgeous as ever, I felt that it was my chance to talk to you about it."

The whole time Zayn was talking about being in jail, and seeing my face, it had my heart beating a million times a minute.

I don't think I've felt this way about anyone in my life. I hate to say it, but I didn't even feel that way about Louis.

When I realized Zayn had stopped talking I look at him, and then back down to his lips.

My eyes flickered back up to his eyes, and I could see that he was looking at my lips as well.

When his eyes flicked back up to mine I felt him start to lean in.

"Tell me if you want me to stop." He whispers as he comes closer to my lips.

I felt his minty breath fan over my lips, and I knew right then that this was real, he was real, and I really wanted his lips on mine.

His lips brushed over mine in a quick motion, and then I had enough of his teasing.

I grab his shirt, and bring his lips to mine.

The kiss started off slow, and passionate, and then it started getting steamy.

Zayn leaned into my body more, and I got the hint that he wanted to be as close as possible.

I pushed him so his back was flat against the back of the couch, I found the opportunity to climb on his lap, and straddle his waist.

Zayn started nipping my bottom lip, and then he nudged my head to the side while using his head, and started attacking my neck with kisses.

I felt his hand come up my shirt a little bit, and caress my stomach, I moaned with satisfaction when he nipped at my collarbones.

"Vaeh?!"

A.N. ok, so I suck at writing anything related to dirty, so sorry if it sucked!

I hope you like this very short chapter!!!!' :)