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Chapter 17- *Too perfect to let go..*

Zayn and I turn our heads to the female voice. Zayn’s hand stays placed on my hip as he watches the small female stride across the room. Her short blonde hair swipes to the side, black leather top and skirt fit her tiny body. Black stilettos finish the collection, along with rouge lipstick, one hand wearing a glove while the other shows long, dark red fingernails holding a lit cigarette. Her pretty blue eyes stay on mine as she now stands beside us; preferably next to Zayn. He shifts uncomfortably closer to me, keeping his hand on my hip as she speaks. “It’s been a while Zayn, how have you been?” She asks smiling widely, taking a puff of her cig. Zayn rolls his eyes, looking aggravatingly irritated. Who is she? And what does she mean? And what is with the glove thing? I wonder blankly as they continue.

Her voice deep, but yet soft “Who’s your lady friend? She’s cute” She points with her two fingers, the cigarette held tightly between them. I gulp nervously, why? I don’t know. But something about her seems off. Zayn sighs, rolling his eyes again “Aubrey, this is Miley. Miley, this is Aubrey” He eyes us both in turn; she grins maliciously her eyes wandering me. “Aubrey... That’s a pretty name” She nods, the words rolling off her tongue. “So is Miley...” I reply bluntly. Going into a quick silence, I hold out my hand for our introducment. Only to get a stupid ass look from my hand, to me than to Zayn who watches with a grin. She doesn’t take my hand as she just continues to suck on her cigarette. How fucking rude.

I quickly put my hand down, embarrassment clearly showing through due the fact of my reddened cheeks. Zayn’s gurgled laugh is barely audible; reaching for my hand he gives me a light squeeze. To answer why she didn’t shake my hand he speaks up “Miley here is a germaphob” That explains a lot. He grins evilly down to her; she rolls her eyes as if she is tired of this bullshit. “I’m sure Brittany would love to see your friend Zayn” She shoots back, grinning like a maniac once again. Zayn’s face instantly frowns down, squeezing my hand to where it could break off. Who the fuck is Brittany!? Who is Miley? And how does he know her? To keep myself busy I tip my head back to finish my drink.

The bottle now empty I set it aside “Is she here?” he asks, his eyes widening a bit. “Sadly no, but I could call her if you’d like” She smiles so all her perfectly white teeth show. Zayn quickly takes action “No, that won’t be necessary. No one would want to see her anyways” He rolls his eyes annoyed. Miley watches Zayn with evil in her eyes, taking one last puff on her cigarette, she throws it in the sink. Letting the smoke blow out of her nose while she pulls a glove from her side that I had not noticed before, she must have been hanging onto. Slipping it onto her perfectly petite fingers she stands watching Zayn with satisfaction. “There are plenty of people who would love to see her. Especially Aubrey here because I’m sure she’s wondering who she is. By the way Aubrey, Brittany has told me a lot about Zayn...” She trails off giving me a wink, looking at Zayn with mischievous eyes. Zayn squeezes my hand, he wants to say something but I know he won’t because he isn’t a jerk.

Miley stifles a chuckle as she continues “Trust me Aubrey, Zayn here is like a fucking tic tac. He’s horrible in bed and he treats woman badl-“Bullshit!” Zayn spits out, getting incredibly angry with her. “I treated her with the utmost respect; she’s the one that screwed me over!” He towers over her, his breathing starts to get heavier. Miley shows no fear as she just stands there grinning, folding her arms. I quickly jump down, having enough of her bullshit I pull Zayn back; stepping in front of him I let Miley have it. “Who the hell do you think you are, prancing in here like you own the fucking place? You know nothing about Zayn, you have no fucking clue what he is like and you have no right to talk to him like that!” It just rushes out of me; to be honest I have no idea where it all came from. Maybe it was just from that one drink that’s got me hyped up with more confidence. “Listen bitch, I will fuck you up” She steps closer to me, her eyes burn into mine.

I show no fear, gazing into her eyes evilly “How the fuck, are you going to fuck me up..” I mimic her, adding a little head bob and an eye roll. I continue “When you have germaphobia?..” I finish raising an eyebrow. She clenches her teeth, letting a puff of air blow out of her nose. “You better watch your girl Zayn, because when I see her again.. There will be trouble” She calls honestly shooting daggers at me then to the side of me, where Zayn stood watching while clenching his fist. Before walking away she gives me an evil look; turning on her heel she heads out the doorway. I let out a breath I had been holding in for I don’t know how long. I turn to Zayn who now stands with a little smile on his lips, barely looking at me through his lashes. I lick my lips, letting out another breath before holding out my arms to him for a hug.

Instead Zayn runs, reaching for my hips and picking me up; swinging me in the air. “That was amazing, what overcame you to do that?” He asks laughing. I giggle hanging onto him for dear life, adding a few squeals. “I don’t know” I squeal again, throwing my head back. Now setting me down I tend to ask my question now “Who is she? And who is Brittany?” I ask watching him intensely. He sighs, scratching his neck “Baby, why don’t we just enjoy the party? I’ll explain later” He pleads lamely, pouting a bit. Did he just call me baby? But I wanna know now “Promise?” I ask him like he did earlier. Without any hesitation he replies “I promise” Fine, tell me later. Don’t think I’ll forget this because I won’t. I talk to him mentally, watching him intensely still “Beer?” He asks, bending down reaching for two more bottles. I instantly play a smile “Yes” I nod quickly coming closer to him. He’s right; we should just enjoy the party and have a good time first.

~~~

Now an hour and a half into the party Zayn and I decide to go and dance, walking onto the dance floor where heated bodies grind heavily against eachother we find a little vacant corner. Now noticing that the painted walls are a romantic red it seems very comforting for a family home. Zayn gets himself behind me where his back faces the wall and my back is against his firm chest. I start to sway my body to the music, not really feeling it until the next song comes on. One of my favorites, I start to move better to the beat. Zayn’s hands wander on my sides moving against me as we start to really dance to the music. I mouth the words to myself as we continue to move. I’ve downed ten drinks and the effect is starting to sink in. I take a few gulps from my now eleventh drink; we dance rapidly to the loud music. Zayn’s hands now turn me around so I face that flirtatious smile with a sparkle in his brown eyes.

I smile back really enjoying my time with him. Oh how I wish I could be yours; then my hands can really wander and do naughty things to you. We bounce along to the rhythm as I sing the words maliciously, maybe even a little sexily. It’s the alcohol I swear! He really is a good dancer. Our bodies continue to rock back and forth; now starting to dance more erotically I start to add hand movements to my singing “You know can't nobody get down like us, we don't stop 'till we get enough” Recalling earlier today I act a bit more sexual towards him, plus the first sexual encounter we had with eachother it adds onto the heat. He just continues to smile as we keep moving along; everything seeming so real and so fun.

~~~

`2 hours later`

“Aubrey!” I hear an all too familiar voice as I pull myself around from Zayn. There stands Allison and Liam with big ass smiles on there faces. Allison reaches for my hands “This is one of the best parties I’ve been to in a long time. Are you enjoying yourself?” She asks wildly. I am having a wonderful time, the music is great and the alcohol is the best “Amazing time!” I scream back; due to the loud music “Come dance with me!” She squeezes my hands playfully. I glance behind me as if to ask Zayn if it was okay for me to go. “Go ahead” He chuckles accepting silently, giving me a quick kiss on my forehead. Allison and I squeal with delight as we make our way away from them, feeling a quick smack to my ass I quickly turn around alarmed to see which pervert had decided to touch me inappropriately. Only to see the one and only Zayn who grinned mischievously; even letting out a childish laugh to my reaction.

*Zayn’s P.O.V*

I am just getting more and more attached to this girl who I merely met a week ago. I really do enjoy my time with her, and I really do hope it’ll last for a long time “Come on mate, let’s go get a drink” Liam pats me on my back, pulling me back to reality. I look at him for a beat before I redirect my attention to Aubrey who dances interestingly with Allison “She’ll be fine, come on” Liam chuckles pulling on my arm out of the room “Okay but we’re coming back” I say bluntly. I have this overprotectiveness of her I thought I never had, I need to watch over her and protect her.. “Well look at this piece of shit” I hear as we enter the kitchen, over near the alcohol both Louis and Niall stand around looking for a piece of ass. Louis watches me as Liam and I creep in with his arms crossed “When did you guys get here?” I chuckle reaching for one last beer. I’ve only had three and I don’t plan on drinking anymore because I want to make sure I get Aubrey home safe and sound.

“Just a little while ago, Aubrey come?” Louis asks nonchalantly, his head tipping back once he finished his sentence “Yeah, she’s with Allison at the moment” I point my thumb over my shoulder. Popping the cap to my beer I lamely throw it to the side while adjusting my position against the counter to become more comfortable “Don’t plan on getting wasted tonight?” Niall asks raising an eyebrow. I take a small sip then shake my head no quickly. Niall shrugs confidently gulping down his Busch “Figured” He sighs quietly. We all stand in silence, the music beating through the floor as we sit comfortably. The faint slamming of a bottle hits the counter as we all avert our attention towards it “I’m gonna go find me a hot girl and dance” Louis calls out as he turns and leaves the room. I decide to follow him out but not to dance, only to be on the sidelines.

I lean against the wall with one foot on it, taking a few sips from my uninterested beer. My eyes wander the floor with the heated bodies and erotically dancing woman until I spot her. I see the familiar boy who I had just had contact with next to her, having ahold of her hands and smiling gleefully. Louis. A pang of jealousy hits me lightly seeing them dance happily together; I clutch the glass bottle tighter. Calm down Zayn, he’s your best mate. He won’t do anything to piss you off they’re just dancing as friends. And that’s clearly what they are doing, they aren’t so close and it isn’t sexy either. I take another chug as I watch them menacingly; watching Aubrey’s face turn up into a smile as Louis tells her something, she laughs mutely due to the music.

`3 hours later`

I now sit in a lounge chair, popping a cigarette in my mouth to help ease my nerves. I had decided to trust Louis and Aubrey to be by there selves on the dance floor. Other people sit around talking and drinking, some even have a pipe out as they smoke weed. The stench rises in the air along with the mixture of cigarette smoke, I light mine attempting to suck it in through my lips. I lay my head back against the seat, letting my legs reach out as I slouch back. I close my eyes for a split second before someone calls my name “Zayn?” I sit up immediately looking to see who had called me. Liam sits calmly with a beer in his hand next to me “Heard anything from Zak?” I ask before he can say anything else. It’s the one thing that’s been bothering me and I have been wanting to know about since I got here “Nah I haven’t, I don’t think he’ll be coming to be honest” He shrugs sipping again “Good” I nod, putting the butt in my mouth.

Good, if he isn’t going to show up then we can leave and nothing bad will happen. Thanks God for being on my side tonight. I clamber in my thoughts before Liam is nudging my arm and pointing to the doorway; the one and only beauty walks in. Aubrey’s face in a drunken smile as she tries walking in without tripping on her own two feet “Zayn..” She calls giggling. I can’t help but smile as I see her walk in. This should be good. You can tell she is just completely wasted as she makes her way towards us; A well-played smirk on my mouth as she continues to wobble in. People’s eyes give her a quick look down then turn back to the people they were talking too “What’s up baby? Are you enjoying the party?” I ask, sitting up now and scooting closer to the edge of my seat as she stands in front of me. She reaches for my hand with that dumb-founded look on her face “I’m… I’m having a wonder… wonderful time. Will… you come dance with me?” She slurs, the words fumbling out of her mouth slowly.

She sways side to side groggily “No baby, I don’t want to dance right now. You should go enjoy yourself because we’ll be leaving soon” I rub little circles into her knuckles as she stands there distraught. She pokes her lip out, stomping her foot and pouting like a two year old “But why? I don’t wanna go” She whines wiggling my arm a bit. I hold back my laugh at how ridiculously silly she’s acting; looking at Liam who watches us with interest he holds back his laugh as well. I have never heard or seen her act in this way, it’s cute but yet very funny. “Do you like the music?” I ask her trying to keep the conversation going. She nods with a stupid ass smile on her mouth; and she keeps nodding. The nodding continues before I ask my next question “Are you drunk?” I try holding back a giggle, but it escapes and I grin evilly. She then changes motion, going in the opposite direction and shaking her head no; with the same look “No I’m.. I’m not drunk” She states, swaying as if she may fall but still contains herself from toppling over “Oh yeah? Let me smell your breath”

I clearly know she’s drunk but I like playing with her in this state. I stoop closer to her body, my head tipped up looking past her breasts and into her eyes. She quickly starts giggling again, covering her mouth and shaking her head “No, I can’t let you” making a fist with her hand it covers her mouth as she continues to laugh “Why not?” I chuckle again “Because.. it smells… like strawberries” letting out a childish squeal she looks away “Those are pretty… windows” A light hiccup leaves her throat as she looks out onto the street with the dim light. Shaking my head and haltering back another laugh I attract her attention “Why don’t you go dance a little longer then we’ll be leaving” I say, letting her know that my mind will not be changing. She smiles; finally agreeing with me, she leans down giving me a sloppy kiss to my cheek before hobbling off straight into the other room.

Now just Liam and I, I lean back in my seat taking one last puff of what is left of my cigarette that I had set into the ashtray. Done with it I squish it into the tray as It fumes out “You will have a handful tonight” I hear Liam say as he chuckles chugging his beer. I gleam with happiness, my fingers running along my chiseled chin caressing the little black hairs there “Yeah, but it should be fun” I reply, looking at him innocently “Probably give you a blowjob if you ask her nicely” He laughs. I chuckle, shaking my head side to side lamely “I mean, being in a state like that you could probably get whatever you wanted” He says as he finishes his drink, You guys and sex. I continue to shake my head to his remark before I hear a lot of loud chanting in the other room; Liam and I look at eachother curiously before getting up and entering the other room. Getting closer you can tell everybody is screaming “Panties off, panties off!”

This happens sometimes, someone gets so drunk they’ll do the unthinkable; taking their clothes off because they love the attention that everyone is giving them. But sometimes they’re so drunk they just don’t know what they’re doing and just does anything anyone tells them too. So noticing that they are rooting panties, which girl is going to shame herself showing off her snatch? My eyes wandering the crowd I stop at a sight I would have never wanted to see, there stood Aubrey with Allison next to her; both standing on top of wooden table with red cups in their hands. Looking at Liam to see what he his reaction is but to mostly see what he thinks about all this, he’s already making his way through the people heading towards the table. Oh yeah, he’s definitely mad. I quickly start moving my feet behind him bellowing towards my girl.

“You guys want me too!?” Aubrey yells, referring for her to take her underwear off. She fist pumps towards the crowd that watches her with the deepest desire. We should have left when I first seen her distraught drunken smile. “YES!” They all call back as they continue to root for her “I don’t know, I don’t think my boyfriend will be very pleased” She calls out, giggling like an idiot. See, she’s still in there someplace. It’s nice that she considers me her boyfriend but right now I’m not in the happiest mood. I need to get her down and get her out of here; I think she’s had enough fun for one night “Fuck your boyfriend!” A kid a few years younger than I am calls to her happily; I start to fume with how rude he is. I instantaneously grab onto the back of his neck so he faces me, his face turns into pain before a horrified look is replaced “Fuck you, and watch yourself” I grit my teeth letting him go reluctantly as I continue to inch closer to the table.

“Come on whore just take em off!” A hefty male roots out, catching my eye I change direction quickly; grabbing onto his shirt as he unexpectantly falls to the floor in front of me “Talk like that to her again and I’ll fucking kill you!” I spit out down to him. His eyes wander around ignoring me due to the fact of the alcohol he assumed, he looks scared so I just leave him on the floor horrified as I continue my journey to the area. If one more fucking person says something that I will not like I’m gonna “Come on baby, give us a show!” That was it, I hauled off and punched the guy who said the filthy words; he never seen it coming for he staggered a bit before locking his eyes on mine. My hands created fists as I stood there huffing at how angry I am, I am sick and tired of these fucking assholes thinking they can say and do whatever they want.

The brown haired guy wiped the blood from his mouth before trying to take a swing at me. It was too late; I had already seen it coming, grabbing onto his arm I push it aside swiftly punching him square in his nose and kneeing him in the balls. He staggers slowly, groaning as he grabbed onto his groin before falling to the floor in a fetal position. I am no longer taking anyone’s shit. Everything starts to get wilder as a guy runs out of nowhere towards me, bringing his arm back to hit me. I quickly duck his hit and kick his leg out, causing him to trip and fall to the floor. Then everyone turns this party into a huge brawl as fists go flying and then there is more yelling and screaming along with curse words. I started a whole fight, good job Zayn.
I just started a riot. Oops. I finally make it to Aubrey as she stands watching the crowd in awe. We need to hurry up and get out of here before it gets worse, and I don’t want her to get hurt.

Liam stands fighting with Allison to get down and go with him but she insists on staying up here. If Aubrey disagrees to come with me I will carry her out of here, I don’t care. I’m too pissed off to deal with this right now “Aubrey” I call up to her. She watches the crowd a second longer before looking down at me “It’s time to go. Come on” I hold up my hand to her to take, instead she stares at my hand blandly. I motion for her to get down from the wood but she shakes her head, smiling. I don’t have time for games, get down from there! I bite the insides of my cheeks to keep myself from losing my temper in front of her.

I inhale the sweaty air, letting it out slowly attempting to keep myself together once again “Aubrey get down.. NOW!” I yell firmly, gritting my teeth. Giving her an evil look she pouts, not wanting to get down. That’s it, we are leaving weather she likes it or not. I grab her by her legs, pulling her down and putting her over my shoulder, she surprisingly doesn’t kick or fight me as I carry her out the room. Quickly rushing out of the house I walk rather fast; down the sidewalk and finally making it to her parked car. Opening the passenger seat I set her inside, wrapping the belt around her waist and clicking it in place. Slamming her door I hurry around to the other side, hopping inside and quickly turning on the ignition and riding down the road. Don’t worry, I stopped drinking hours ago. I’m pretty much sober and I don’t drive while drinking.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you” I say just barely audible, now calmed down in the comfortable silence. I glance at her quickly; trying to decipher what she is thinking “That was fun” She smiles, acting like nothing ever happened. I chuckle, happy to see that gleeful smile on her lips. My hand wanders; resting on her thigh I give it a light squeeze. She doesn’t notice as she just continues to stare out her window quietly.

~~~

Now in her room she kicks off her shoes, giggling and hobbling on her bed. I sigh, happy I got her home. Safe and sound and no harm came to her. I set her keys down on the dresser; I kick off my shoes next to hers as I shut the door before hearing the little click notifying me that it’s closed. She lies with her back facing me as I start to undress myself, getting comfortable in my night wear I am utterly exhausted. But I feel I shouldn’t go to sleep before she does, just in case. Unzipping my pants I just kick them off and leave them lying on the floor. Now in my black boxers I nonchalantly get in bed next to her, getting under the covers, I turn the lamp off as I pull my phone out. The light illuminates brightly as the darkness swallows me up; checking any text messages I had not noticed before and my Facebook I had not been on in a while. The mattress moves slightly as I feel Aubrey turn over and her eyes are now on me.

I try to ignore her as her smile spreads wider and her eyes keep on me. I ignoring her doesn’t phase her as she now moves herself so she’s straddling me. Oh no, what is she doing? She’s drunk, don’t take advantage of her! I clear my throat as I look deep into her intoxicated eyes, she’s horny you can tell. Oh God. This turns me on a bit, my dick hardening beneath her and I can’t and will not do anything to her due to her drunken state, If only she wasn’t completely wasted. I set my phone aside as I smile cheekily trying to change the subject “Why don’t you go to sleep?” I try ushering her so I can get some shut eye as well. She shakes her head, biting her lip nervously “I don’t want too” She replies quietly, her cuteness starting to show through “Why not?” I ask now placing my hands on her bare thighs; her dress inches from showing off her lacey underwear “Not tired” She whispers hungrily, a hint of innocence hiding deep inside her.

She giggles as her hands find the hem of her dress, lifting it over her head revealing her black strapless bra with matching undies. I hold in everything; my groan, my breath, I even try to hold back my erection that is winning and already popping through “I’ve never told you how much i… how much I want you” She breathes heavily, slurring a bit as she finished her sentence. She wants me? Well that makes two of us; I’ve desired you since we first met. Her hands wander on my torso, making their way sleekly up my neck and cupping my face “Are you horny Aubrey?” I stifle a laugh as she smiles, half in and out of reality. Her face comes down closer, her alcoholic breath hitting my face as her features are inches from mine “Nope” She grins, popping the ‘p’ a little to annoyingly.

I laugh again, looking into her beautiful eyes “Are you lying?” I bite my lip hungrily. God, I want her so much. She’s so sexy on top of me; if only she was sober I would dip my fingers inside her. Her hands now wander into my quiff, ruffling up my hair more than it already was. Shaking her head yes, I now understand that she is lying and that she is over the top of being turned on. If only. Damn it.. “What is it that you want?” I shift us a bit, moving over so she doesn’t fall off the bed. My hands still firmly placed on her bare hips; her skin so soft and smooth. I smile weakly up at her waiting for her to answer my unruly question. She releases her hands from my hair as she reaches behind herself, going to undo the clips to her bra. Oh no, the bra is coming off. You can do it Zayn, you can control yourself.

The unthinkable happens as the material falls from her chest, limply landing in between us. I let out a long breath to control myself “I want you to touch me..” She says a bit more serious now, seductiveness in her voice. God, look at her; her beautiful body shining bright. Her perfectly exposed breasts sit nicely, perky and plump; just the right size. Touch her? Do it Zayn! No, I can’t. Yes you can! She is begging for you to touch her, this is the perfect time to have sex with her. She is willing to let you do anything, cup her. Put your mouth around her, give her what she wants. She has no idea what she is doing! What if she really doesn’t want this, just wants to give me the satisfaction. “Come on Zayn, massage her. Give her what she wants” The little devil on my shoulder comes out of nowhere and speaks evilly, hissing the words in my ear so awrily.
“No, she is way too precious for you. Zayn you’re a good guy now, remember? Treat her right; don’t take advantage of her that’s not fair” Now the little angel speaks freely in my ear; sitting on my left shoulder as his wings flutter, trying to get me to go in the right direction.

“Just look at her, her tits perfectly amp and ready for you to grab onto; maybe even put her in your mouth a little bit. Come on, you know you want to. You just desire her, you want to whip your dick out and fuck her. Ram into her like a little whore she is, hear her scream your name when you’re pounding into that tight pussy” The little devil speaks again, putting images in my head that I would love to make reality. Seeing her face in pain and pleasure, her body quivering to my touch as to how rough I could be to her, How fucking hot it would be; to just see her come undone as I fuck the shit out of her.

“That’s it Zayn, who cares if she’s drunk it’s better that way anyways. She’ll probably give you a blowjob, sucking you dry then as you turn her over, you can ram into her until she’s pleading for you to stop. You are the man, you are in control. You can make her do whatever you want; she’s drunk off her ass. It’s a perfect time to fuck her” I start to actually believe the devil, giving Aubrey what she wants; to touch her and make her feel good. But is that fair? No, but this is what she wants. “Give it to her Zayn. Fast and hard, just the way you like it” He grins evilly, wanting me to do what I’ve always wanted to.

My shoulder angel comes back again, smacking me on my cheek with his tiny hand “What the hell are you thinking? Don’t listen to that red skinned sinner. Think of the possibility of losing her! Losing everything that you have created with her, everything you could be. Ruining the chance of you being hers, And her being yours; don’t screw this up Zayn, I know what you think half the time. Afraid that she’ll leave you for someone else; don’t do something completely stupid and then regret it. Zayn… if you do this, you’ll ruin everything” The white winged fellow sighs sadly, hoping I take his advice. I quickly jump back to reality, the angel and devil quickly disappearing into thin air. Aubrey still sits atop me, waiting for me to do anything. I start to breath for I had not noticed I had been holding my breath. I think aimlessly, still unsure on what to do.

I reach my hand up to her, caressing her cheek as she smiles brightly; happy I’m going to do what I shouldn’t. Stopping I run my hand down her; running my fingers along her collar bone. Before I quickly pull my hand away, Screwing my eyes shut I talk quietly “I can’t” I lick my bottom lip lamely, her mouth dropping as she frowns to my sudden freeze. Aubrey sighs; seeming upset she crosses her arms “It’s because I’m a virgin. Isn’t it?” She furrows her brows, turning her head away angrily. Wait what!? Did she just say she’s a virgin? This is news. My mouth drops to her sudden outburst. But.. but how? Aubrey starts to giggle unexpectantly, I watch her curiously; wondering why she’s laughing “I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. Sshh, pretend I never said it” She giggles again, her finger forming to tell me to be quiet. I can’t believe this, a virgin? How could this be? This ruins everything.. “I think it’s time for you to go to sleep” I say firmly, turning over so she lies next to me. She giggles as she whirls around, stretching as she yawns.

I uncover myself as I get up from the mattress, walking over to my pile of clothes I pick up my black shirt. Sitting myself next to Aubrey I fix the shirt so it is no longer inside out, I motion for her to sit up. She obliges, smiling widely “Arms up” I chuckle. Her breasts bounce as she wiggles around before raising her arms up high. She looks adorable; I feel like I am changing a child. I chuckle to the way she’s acting before she lies down with her underwear sticking out from my shirt that almost covers her whole body. I get up, making sure that she’s comfortable “Cover me up” She raises her arms above her head again, giggling like a two year old. I giggle along with her; obliging I grab the duvet with two hands as I bring them up, covering her small body. Now covered and cozy she turns over, smiling; now in a comfortable manner.

I walk around, but not getting in bed next to her. She notices for she asks “Where are you going?” Her lips forming a cute little pout “To the bathroom” I quickly say, pointing to the white wooden door. She doesn’t say anything more as she flutters her eyes shut. Now eligible to go to the bathroom, I decide to take time to be by myself to think. I shut the door, locking it just in case. I pad my feet across the floor to the toilet, putting the lid down and plopping myself on it. Running my hands through my hair I let my mind wander; thinking about what just happened. A virgin!? Aubrey’s a virgin. What am I going to do? This is going to turn out bad, I’m a guy who’s fucked more women than the president of the United States and I find a woman, no, she’s not even a full woman yet. A girl who is innocent and pure; never been touched, what am I going to do? Zayn, what are you going to do? I fiddle with the black bracelet that Aubrey had given to me from the present I gave her; Smiling to such tender features and delicate ways as her image comes to mind.

I don’t want to be the one to take her, ruin her. If I take her what if she hates me? Leaving me in the dark to deteriorate and bleed in my sorrows. I thought she was taken; she’s to fucking beautiful to be a virgin. I can’t be the one to do it, I’ll be too rough. Or worse, I’ll hurt her! No I can’t do that. I can’t hurt the one thing that has actually made me happy. Hurting her is the last thing I want to do. Taking someone’s virginity is something you need to be passionate about, showing that you love and care for them. ‘Making love’ to her; Can I do that? I’ve only fucked, fast and hard; rough. Zayn what are you going to do? Try? TRY? You want me to try and do it right? Be slow and gentle? I want to be with her, yes. But what am I going to do? You’ve wanted her the moment you laid eyes on her, who cares about this whole virgin thing? Show her the ropes; I’m sure she’ll be good at it. I won’t leave her, no that won’t be happening. I like her way too much to leave now. Just try Zayn, don’t be so insecure. You can do it.

Having such a short discussion with myself, I finally get up from the toilet. You love her. Don’t you Zayn? I stop dead in my tracks, standing in front of the door before exiting fully. Love? Can I love again? I only fell in love once, is it happening again? You built these walls up high Zayn. You’re going to break them down so one girl can get through? I hate sounding like a sap but I did love once, she broke my heart and I was determined on not finding it again. Is it possible that I could actually like her enough to Love her? It is so strange, yet it ends up happening to a lot of people. Including me, loving Aubrey is simply something I could do. Right? But it’s only been merely a week. Could I fall for someone that quickly? Yes, you did with Brittany didn’t you? And that was only the first few days. You’re not even together together yet Zayn. I know, but.. No buts, you need to become something with her, let her know how you really feel and be with her. Holding her hand and beginning the journey together. Claim her Zayn..

I smile as I quietly make my way from the bathroom and next to the sleeping body in the bed. Deciding that this is what I want, what I’ve always wanted and always needed. She’s just too perfect to let go.. Soon I will make it official, US official. I get under the covers next to her, bringing myself close to her; enveloping her into my skin. Smelling her sweet scent and feeling her smooth skin touch my own. This is it.. This may be what I’m destined for. To take care of an innocent girl, protect her.. Claim her as my own..

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