Frenemies for Hearts
Chapter Eighteen - It Was Time
-Harry-
One day, Daisy and I decided to go to the club together. The other lads didn't want to come, so it was just the two of us. That was a good thing for me.
She was wearing the dress that I loved, a small black one that showed a cheeky amount of leg, and without straps to show her collarbones that I wish I could kiss. Her hair framed her face like a picture frame, casting shadows on her features, making them look dark and beautiful. This was going to be a good night, I could tell.
-Daisy-
We left the club earlier than we intended. I had gotten bored because now that I had Zayn, I didn't even want to be there. I just wanted to be at home with him. It was strange: he was always so protective of me and went with me everywhere, but tonight he told me that I should go have fun. He told me that hanging out with him all the time was bad for me. It wasn't of course, because I was so in love it felt like I was threatening to burst at all times.
When we got back to the house, I went and checked on Zayn. He was asleep. I loved watching his peaceful face. His lips slightly parted, bare chest rising and falling. I felt his heartbeat. A slow, consistent thumping . I smiled. I loved him. I kissed him lightly on the lips.
His eyes fluttered open. A lazy smile spread across his face when he saw mine inches away from his. I tiptoed away from him teasingly, looking back at him. "Come here." His voice was slurred and rough from sleep. Sexy. He caught hold of my hand and pulled me toward him. Propping himself up, he wrapped his arms around me when I sat in between his legs. He burrowed his face into my neck and I played with his fingers. I felt small, soft kissed planted on my collar bone, traveling up to behind my ear, the corner of my jaw and then one on my cheek. This action still made me blush. He chuckled.
"Daisy!" someone called my name from downstairs. I felt Zayn sigh. I turned to him.
"I'll be right back." I whispered. He kissed me once more on my cheek and then let me go.
-Harry-
She was so beautiful, moving effortlessly and gracefully down the stairs and across the floor towards me. She sat next to me and I inhaled her flowery scent. I looked at her stunning eyes and I knew it was time
One day, Daisy and I decided to go to the club together. The other lads didn't want to come, so it was just the two of us. That was a good thing for me.
She was wearing the dress that I loved, a small black one that showed a cheeky amount of leg, and without straps to show her collarbones that I wish I could kiss. Her hair framed her face like a picture frame, casting shadows on her features, making them look dark and beautiful. This was going to be a good night, I could tell.
-Daisy-
We left the club earlier than we intended. I had gotten bored because now that I had Zayn, I didn't even want to be there. I just wanted to be at home with him. It was strange: he was always so protective of me and went with me everywhere, but tonight he told me that I should go have fun. He told me that hanging out with him all the time was bad for me. It wasn't of course, because I was so in love it felt like I was threatening to burst at all times.
When we got back to the house, I went and checked on Zayn. He was asleep. I loved watching his peaceful face. His lips slightly parted, bare chest rising and falling. I felt his heartbeat. A slow, consistent thumping . I smiled. I loved him. I kissed him lightly on the lips.
His eyes fluttered open. A lazy smile spread across his face when he saw mine inches away from his. I tiptoed away from him teasingly, looking back at him. "Come here." His voice was slurred and rough from sleep. Sexy. He caught hold of my hand and pulled me toward him. Propping himself up, he wrapped his arms around me when I sat in between his legs. He burrowed his face into my neck and I played with his fingers. I felt small, soft kissed planted on my collar bone, traveling up to behind my ear, the corner of my jaw and then one on my cheek. This action still made me blush. He chuckled.
"Daisy!" someone called my name from downstairs. I felt Zayn sigh. I turned to him.
"I'll be right back." I whispered. He kissed me once more on my cheek and then let me go.
-Harry-
She was so beautiful, moving effortlessly and gracefully down the stairs and across the floor towards me. She sat next to me and I inhaled her flowery scent. I looked at her stunning eyes and I knew it was time
@brandymelville
Um, yeah! Loved this one xxx
1/27/14