Zayn Malik fanfic - Summer romance

He is leaned a bit over you. He turns his head to face you. Then Zayn start to move closer to you, very slow. It is like he wants you approval, so you lift your head up a little, and then it happens. Your lips meet. You get a rush from the feeling of Zayn’s sweet, soft lips that are pressing passionately against yours. You put your arms around his neck, to show him that you don’t want him to stop. He lays his right arm beside you, to hold back his wait. He takes his left hand and put it on your waist. You lie like that for some time, and right in that moment, you could not be happier.