One night stand-Zayn Malik

Chapter 43- Dream.

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His face. The face I had been dreaming of for months was now looking at me. His eyes, big and brown surrounded by thick eyelashes, resting below his thick dark eyebrows that were lifted up as he noticed me. His lips, leaving a small gap to leave out a heavy breath. Over his kissable pink lips were little facial hairs that had spreaded over his cheeks and to his jaw line that from my ankle I saw so well. It was so sharp and I closed my eyes as remembered how it was to kiss it.

I didn't notice that my breath was out and I couldn't breath as his eyes were looking into mine. His black hair was making the water run slowly down one side of his face, making his right eye more closed then the left. Why couldn't I move? I wanted to but I was frozen in my steps. Did he have this affect on me?

He closed his mouth and looked down. What was he thinking at this very minuet? Was his heart beat beating as hard as mine? So hard that is almost hurt? Was he thinking if he should run away or run to me?

I came to my senses as I finally felt any feeling in my body. I started to shiver. I tried to stop but my hands were out of control. The tears that had been preparing themselves to rain out , started running down my cheeks, blending with the water.

I couldn't help the breath that came out of my lungs and out of my mouth that I tried so hard to close. The breath made my chest pump up and down. What was happening to me? I was over breathing wasn't I ?

When Zayn heard me struggle he looked up. That is when I felt the pain. The chest pain. I put my wet shivering hand on my chest and tried to stop the pain but..The pain grew stronger. I closed my eyes, hoping that everything would go away. The heavy cold rain, the pain and most of all, the boy that caused it.

I peered my eyes as I tried to make the pain go away. I pressed my hand as hard as I could again against my chest but that was not enough.

Suddenly I felt a little warmer hand on my chest, pressing with me. I felt a familiar smell, sweet cologne mixed with cigarette and alcohol. I opened my eyes. He looked at his hand, then into my eyes. His warm breath gave me warm feeling all over my body and I noticed that I wasn't shivering anymore.

Having his hand on mine and his eyes looking into mine made my knees go weak. I could not breath, I could not speak, I could not think. He was so close to me that I knew that this was real. The pain was real.

" I can't believe it's you" His voice sounded soft to my ears and he truly sounded surprised. A smile came up on his lips but they soon disappeared as he layed his left hand on my right cheek stroking it softly with his cold thumb.

" I can't believe it is you" He said again more serious like he knew now that this was real. That we stood infront of each other, touching.

I didn't know what to say. It was like he needed a moment to realize that this was really me. Like he needed me somehow to proof it. That I wasn't just...

" This can not be a dream" He suddenly whispered and I saw tears in his eyes. His lips were still a strict line. He wasn't happy to see me?

" You found me" What I was meant to think I said out loud. I stopped breathing for a second when I saw that his eyes grew bigger.

He put his other hand on my lower back before dragging me closer to him and lay his sweet soft lips against mine. I don't know what happened to me after that. I had no control over my hands or heart or mind as he kissed me deeper and harder. His hands went from my back to my hair over and over again, making my knees shiver.

His kiss was like a magic spell that could cure all sadness, emptiness...darkness. It was a dream, fantasy, unreal. It was amazing. He was amazing.

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We stood there, looking at each other across the room. He took one step to me as he let his jacket fall to the floor. I unzipped my dress. One step closer to me he unbutton his shirt. I took my heals off.

His shirt fell to the floor and he unbuckled his belt. The whole time we kept eye contact, like if we blinked we would wake up from this old dream.

His pants were off and he stood on his boxers only few steps away from me. His tattoos made me smile a bit, as I thought of our first night. I remembered that I tried so hard to memorize them.

He left out a heavy breath as he bit his lower lip. With a little movement the dress fell down my body and landed on the floor, making Zayn's chest fill up with air and his eyes to explore me.

He couldn't wait any longer.

" Lay on the bed" He said and looked away.

I walked to the bed before laying gently down. The only light that was lightening up the room was one lamp in the corner of the bedroom. I wasn't able to sleep in the dark anymore so the lamp never went off.

Zayn walked to me before going in the bed. I thought that he would lay down next to me but instead he stopped at my feet that I had dragged closer to me so the knees were pointing to the air. He got on his knees as he touched mine, making my legs go down.

The uncontrollable butterflies I had in my stomach made me want to scream. He was really here, touching me, looking at me naked. He was really touching me, biting his lip as he moved his hands up and down my thighs. He was driving me crazy.

He got on his hands as came closer to kiss my stomach, making me take a deep breath. I saw him smirk as he kissed me again, going more down.

Before I knew it I was screaming his name in pleasure, I was seeing black dots and I felt loved. I felt him. All of him.

Zayn was here.