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*Chapter 22- No Holding Back*

“I thought you fucking loved me you lying bastard!?” Brittany screams in my face as we stand in the living room, she heard I was cheating on her. (But I never did and I intend not to) “What the fuck are you talking about!? I never cheated on you!” I raise my voice; she’s pissing me off and throwing things in my face that isn’t true “Miley told me- Of course Miley told you! She tells you loads of shit about me that isn’t true. I don’t even understand why you’re her friend. She’s backstabbed you, told you shit about me. And yet you still believe her! We’ve been through this before, she admitted she’s done this shit because she loves the drama, she feeds it off you!” I end, throwing my hands in the air groaning at the frustration. I plop on the couch, my head lying back with my eyes closed.

I feel something suddenly thrown in my lap, looking down Brittany’s phone sits on my crotch; a picture showing me holding a beer and a thin girl wearing a short skirt standing next to me. The shot shows perfectly me whispering really close into her ear. I snort, rolling my eyes. Of course Miley would take a picture of me to make it look like I was seducing her “How could you do this to me?” Brittany asks under a low breath “Brit that was the party we went to last week. She was asking for a dime bag she- You sold weed to her!?” She cuts me off, her eyes going wide eyed; anger piercing through them. I am NOT afraid to speak my mind to her, and I am going to fight with her until she believes me because I never lie to her and this is bullshit “I would never cheat on you, and you know that. Yes, I sold weed to her- Sold her your dick too” She huffs, crossing her arms and looking away from me; a scowl on her pretty little mouth.I sigh once more, standing up I get in her face; anger running through my body “I never fucked her, but maybe I checked her out a little bit..”

I smirk evilly; I never really checked her out. I just say it to piss her off, to push her buttons a little bit. It’s such a turn on seeing her nostrils flare and her eyes looking angrier than ever. Our sex will be rougher than ever tonight “Yeah, as a matter a fact. She looked hot in that skirt, her ass perfect enough to grab. And her tits; Wow, what a set she had” I lick my lips hungrily. Staring into her devilish eyes, She grits her teeth; the sides of her cheeks moving in and out. As I continue to speak she backs up, her arms still crossed as she stares at me angrily “Oh, and did I tell you how perfect she looked with her clothes off? She rode me like there was no tomorrow, telling me just how good I was to her. How good I made her feel as my dick was inside her” I whisper off. She’s against the wall now, fuming. I chuckle evilly again, none of it is true. I promise. This is one of those things where I say this shit to get her going, she says things that I’m cheating just so I rowel her up and she’s ripping her clothes off begging for me to fuck her. But seeing her like this is a joy, and I know we’ll be having rough sex in… 1 minute “No wait, I didn’t tell you the best part” I say wondrously, widening my eyes a bit. She still looks up at me, daggers digging through my skin. I place my left hand on the wall as she still is stuck between us. My other hand comes to her face, my fingers moving some hair out of her eyes.

Under a low tone I speak to her “After I gave her the weed, we went into the bathroom” I take slow steady breaths to make it more theatrical “She took her shirt off, and I took my pants off” I give her a bit of a puppy dog face, my fingers trailing along her jaw line. I bite my lip, then moving my mouth towards her ear. I whisper the last part “She sucked my dick as I played with her tits. Man, and then when I came. She swallowed every. Last. Bit. of it. I can’t stop thinking about her, I think I might rang her so we can do it ag-“Before I could finish my sentence, I’m pushed back. Brittany, who is highly furious, jumps on top of me. Ripping my jacket open and kissing me until we can’t breathe “I’ll show you who can fuck you better” She growls straddling me as she pulls her shirt over her head. See, I told you. It’s how we guys work sometimes; we just want you to give us a better blowjob then ‘The girl we supposedly fucked’ that day. I’m so turned on and horny at this point I could just fuck the shit out of her, but that’s not how I want tonight to go. I’m gonna let her do what she wants. And trust me, she can get pretty wild.

My dick already swollen and just waiting for her to do her thing, Brittany unbuckles my belt. Pulling it through the loops, she throws it to the side where it slides under the couch. I side smirk as I watch her unbutton my pants, furiously trying to open it. I lay back, putting my hands behind my head where my elbows go up as I watch her below me. My dick finally out, she wraps her hand around me; beginning to pump slowly then picking up the pace “Zayn” She says quietly “Hm?” I respond as she continues to rub me off “Zayn?..” It comes more like a question “What?” I ask, more serious now “ZAYN”
My eyes are wide open as I look into a pair of beautiful blue eyes. Aubrey. “We’re here, are you coming?” She asks, her head tilting a bit. She leans in from my side of the car, Katie and Alexis stand next to her watching me curiously. Shit, was I dreaming? Did I fall asleep? “Are you okay? You fell asleep halfway here..” She asks with concern filling her voice “Yeah..” I yawn, stretching my arms quickly before hopping out of the seat. Fuck, it was about Brittany again. I try every damn day not to think about her. I don’t miss her, trust me. I’m glad I have no idea where she is, I’m glad she’s gone. Rambling in my own thoughts, I begin to look around us. I grab a hold of Aubrey’s hand, squeezing it for reassurance; I’m a tad bit nervous now that I think about where we are. We are up a long driveway, a mansion looking house in front of us. Flowers run along the sides, all sorts of colors and shapes. The place is beautiful, walking up the white house looking steps. We enter through the door, Aubrey smiling happily as she does.

As we walk in, Aubrey puts her finger over her mouth. Motioning for us to be quiet, and that’s exactly what we do; we don’t say anything while standing in the big room. This place is huge. Lost in thought Aubrey let’s go of my hand “Rupert!” She whisper yells as an older man in a butler suit walks down a grand staircase “Is that little Aubrey?” He calls back smiling. She quickly motions a finger to her mouth; he widens his eyes quickly, understanding her plea “How are you sweet heart?” He asks quietly, walking up to us “I’ve been good, Zayn..” She looks at me sweetly before continuing “This is Rupert, he has worked for my mother ever since I was little, he’s also the most trusted man here” She points her finger adding a little wink, Rupert stands straighter; holding out his hand for me to shake “Nice to meet you sir Zayn” He smiles an old man smile and I can’t help but smile too, He seems like a great guy.

“And this is Katie and Alexis” Aubrey smiles, putting her hand on Katie’s shoulder. Rupert gets on his old knees, they crackle a bit as he holds out his hand to Alexis “Nice to meet you Miss Alexis” He shakes her hand gently, being careful as if she was a porcelain doll “And you Miss Katie” He smiles lightly, shaking her hand the same as Alexis “Well, your mother will be very pleased that you are here. Does she know that you were coming?” Aubrey shakes her head “No, I’ve decided that I would surprise her” She smiles brightly, I smile too. Well, because Aubrey is such a wonderful person and I can’t help but adore her “Well, she’s in the kitchen. You know her, having her daily tea. Would you like me to get her?” Aubrey nods, her hands folding in front of her. Rupert nods before turning on his heel and heading towards a large corridor ahead of us. Before I knew it, Aubrey is following behind him and motioning us to follow her. So we do as she asks.

*Aubrey’s P.O.V*

My heart continues to pump in my throat; it’s been a few months since I’ve been here. And she’s going to meet Zayn! As we follow Rupert we stop in front of the kitchen doors, I remember this place so well. Living here ever since I was little I never forgot the memories I made that were created. Rupert opens the door and pokes his head in “Ma’am?” I hear the clank of a tea cup hitting the saucer “Yes Rupert?” She asks sweetly, I try my best not to laugh; or even smile so much that my mouth could fall off. My mother has always been my pride and joy. She has protected me and taught me things that I could never understand, she brought me into the world and I could never thank her enough for my life “New York Times reporters are here to get the latest information for Fashion week. They ask to see you” Rupert lies, she always hated reporters but they were part of the job. I hear a faint sigh, one of sadness and slight annoyance. I bite my lip nervously as I hear her small feet hop off the bar stool and pad their way across the floor.

I motion for Zayn and the girls to be quiet once more, making sure they don’t make a peep “You know I dislike reporters, especially New York Times because they always jumble my words” I hear her say on the other side of the door “I’m sorry ma’am” Rupert replies, opening the door wider; she steps out. Her casual clothing flares nicely, the peach colored suit that she enjoys wearing. She always liked light fitting suits and skirts. Admiring her quickly her mouth drops before turning into a bright smile “Aubrey!” She yelps happily, wrapping her arms around my neck “Hello mom” I giggle into her shoulder, she squeezes me tightly; swaying me side to side “How have you been?” She backs away, but her hands stay planted on my shoulder blades now; rubbing small circles into them “How are you mom?” I smile, admiring her blue eyes “I’m swell darling, I’ve missed you” She’s a bit old fashioned with her words, but I never minded; it’s actually heartwarming.

She gives me another quick hug before eyeballing Zayn and the girls “Who’s this? It hasn’t been that long since I’ve seen you so these can’t be your children” She does a slight smile as she looks them up and down appraisingly. I smile to her before I speak, taking a deep breath I point to the girls “Mom, this is Katie and Alexis” She looks down at the two of them smiling “Katie and Alexis” She hushes, tasting their names on her tongue “What pretty names for such beautiful girls” In the corner of my eye I see Zayn smile, before it fades away quickly. She smiles once more looking over to Zayn.

“And this is?” She stands In front of him. Her thumb and pointer finger on her chin as she looks him up and down. I stand next to Zayn, showing that he’ll be okay “Did you bring me an underwear model Aubrey?” She asks seriously. I giggle lightly, entwining my fingers with Zayn’s. My mom is a fashion designer; she owns Victoria’s secret and a couple other modeling agencies. She must see something in Zayn she likes because she rarely asks for underwear models. Oh, and she partially owns Calvin Klein but it’s no big deal. Looking up at Zayn he shyly smiles, probably unsure of what to say to her “No mom, this is Zayn. He’s gorgeous I know but he isn’t a model. He’s my boyfriend..” I trail off. I’m not exactly sure how she will feel about it. I mean, she’s met previous guys but this is different; I actually care on what she thinks about Zayn.

Her hand drops, she looks him up and down once more before her mouth is replaced with a smile. She looks at me then back at Zayn “Boyfriend?” She smiles wider now, I nod my head answering her question “That’s wonderful, it’s nice to meet you Zayn” She holds out her hand, he takes her hand gently “Nice to meet you Miss. Jackso- No please, call me Julie” They shake hands for another second before their hands drop “Well, it’s so lovely you’re here. Would you like to see the latest collection?” I chuckle “Of course” She always loved getting others opinions on her designs, and she loved showing them off. It’s never a bad thing “Would you girls like to see the pretty outfits?” My mom smiles to Katie and Alexis, they nod their heads yes. My mom walks ahead of us; I already know which room we’re going to for I always helped my mom in this area of business. It was always a bonding thing we had. It was never boring.

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*Zayn’s P.O.V*

“So this is this year’s collection. Fun and.. sexy” She whispers the last word to us as she pulls out a few things from the open closet. She looks down at the girls hoping they didn’t hear her “These look great mom” Aubrey takes the hangers from her hands as she admires them “Thank you, the grand collection to these are already waiting in New York City. But that is another business we will discuss later” Julie smiles as Aubrey hands back the pieces “Wow, these are pretty” Alexis pushes some hangers aside showing off lingerie. They’ve never actually seen lingerie before, so I believe they are unaware of what they are looking at. Julie quickly walks over to the closet; I pull Alexis back from it. I don’t want them seeing these items in particular “Yes, they are pretty. But these are for older ladies; But let’s not look at these right now. They are for special occasions” Julie says sweetly, trying to be barely bitter. A black curtain hangs to the side of the closet before she’s closing it so no can see “Sorry” She whispers to me before heading towards the door. We begin to follow her outside of the room, walking back down the grand staircase.

Making to the last step we continue to follow Aubrey who still follows her mother, we walk through the doors that Julie first came out of. Entering, a big kitchen with a male and female’s back faces us. It’s a kitchen you would have in a restaurant, but this isn’t a restaurant “Philip?” Julie asks sweetly, a man turns from the steaming stove “Yes ma’am?” He plasters a non-fake smile; as if he is genuinely happy here “Could you make the girls something to eat?” She sides smile as the man tilts his head “Is that okay?” She turns to me, asking permission. It takes me moment to answer due to the fact I didn’t know she was directly asking me “Yes, of course” I nod, my cheeks flushing a bit. I feel a small hand intertwined with mine, before looking to see its Aubrey’s hand reassuring me that it’s okay the man asks “Would you like a banana split?” He smiles happily, running over to the large fridge next to him “Yes please!” The girls squeal happily as they jump into the bar stools.

“Aubrey, you should have one too. Zayn and I are going to the living room” My eyes widen a bit, Oh no is this good or bad? Aubrey squeezes my hand quickly as she chuckles “Okay” she says in a small tone “Come Zayn, you may have one later” Julie rushes by me, holding the door open. I look at Aubrey one last time before heading into my death “So what flavor would you ladies like?” Is the last thing I hear before the door shuts. Following the smaller woman through an archway, a living room comes into view; A very spacious one at that.

Two couches sit against the walls; Julie sits on the farthest one, straightening her slacks as she sits. I try to sit in a gentleman manner, trying not to slouch or plop onto it. I want her to like me right? “So tell me Zayn, where did you meet Aubrey?” Julie asks resting her arm on the rest as she watches me with a smile on her mouth. I clear my throat “We met at the Library. She rented my book out for me” I end with a smile, rubbing my pointer finger and thumb along my chin. Julie nods, as if thinking. After a moment in silence, she chuckles “She never rents books out to boys her age” I raise an eyebrow “What do you mean?” I ask, biting my lip “Well, Aubrey can be intimidating. But when it comes to boys, she was always shy..”

A gurgled laugh is heard in her voice, but her mouth doesn’t open “She was actually quite insistent to rent my book” I chuckle along with her. I begin to feel a bit more relaxed talking with Julie, she isn’t as intimidating as she makes herself out to be “So Zayn, you have never considered being an underwear model?” I smile widely, what is with her and me being an underwear model? I mean an underwear model? I cannot picture myself posing in underwear to be on a billboard or in a magazine.. “What’s so funny?” Julie asks with all seriousness, her brow raised. I clear my throat quickly; my giggling finished “N-nothing. I just..” I scratch the back of my head “I just haven’t ever had the thought of having a job like that. I just don’t see myself being a model..” I trail off, hoping she isn’t completely pissed at me. She nods in consideration “Zayn, you have the look. You could be the next supermodel for Calvin Klein underwear” She says, looking at me seriously with no anger. I shrug, trying not to add any more to this conversation.
“Alright, now down to serious business..”

She adjusts herself in the couch, I give her my attention as she does so “What are your expectations with my daughter?” She tilts her head a bit, awaiting my response. I shyly smile, I have actually thought about Aubrey a lot, where we will be in the next month. In the next 3 years. I want to spend my life with her.. “To make her happy..” I side smile, looking at her with a bit of a puppy dog look. She smiles, looking away for a moment “You remind me of my husband..” She says in almost a whisper “I heard he was a great guy..” I nod in appreciation. She nods too, wiping her eye quickly “Yes, he was. He was the only man that took care of my only daughter” I smile, looking at the ground “Aubrey loves you you know? She looks at you like she did her father..” I can’t help but smile at that, Aubrey loves me? Good, because I love her too. And I want her to be mine forever. “And you feel the same.. I see it in your eyes” She knows so much, and I haven’t told her that much.

I nod again “She means a lot to me..” I add before Julie speaks again “Do you have custody of your sister’s? Aubrey’s told me they stay with you..” I bite my lip, unsure of how to answer “Katie and Alexis, don’t see our mom. And we haven’t see our father since Alexis was born..” I say sadly. She seems to drift off a bit, her gaze out in space “I’m sorry to hear that Zayn, it seems it hasn’t been easy for you..” She says turning to me, looking sad. Please don’t give me your pity, I’ve dealt with it for years..

“Well it seems you two are having quite the conversation in here” I hear that sweet innocent voice come from the doorway. Looking in that direction I see Aubrey leaning herself against the archway. Her cheek pressed against it slightly as she watches us cautiously “Hi darling, we were just chatting” Julie says to her, her thumb and pointer finger sitting on the side of her face “I know” Aubrey says pulling herself off the doorway, she eyes me as she comes over “I hope she isn’t bothering you” She apologizes, her eyes showing sincerity. She plops down next to me on the couch “No not at all” I smile, looking at Julie. She smiles back before she speaks “It’s good that you’re here, I wanted to speak with you” She points to Aubrey who cuddles herself into my chest. Trying my best to hide my smile but failing horribly my arm wraps around her; my fingers rubbing circles in her shoulder “What about?” Aubrey asks softly “You’re birthday party” Julie replies, the smile not leaving her mouth. I feel Aubrey stiffen next to me “Mom, you said last year was my last birthday party..” a tad bit of anger and annoyance in her voice.

“I know, but this one will be your last and final party. That’s why it’s going to be different and bigger” Julie waves her arms to add the audacity. Aubrey groans “I’m trying not to complain but you promised no more birthday parties..” She whines a bit, but I don’t mind she’s really cute. I just sit, watching them both, admiring how Aubrey is hating the thought of a party “Aubrey, this is the last one I promise. You’ll finally be a grown woman and I won’t be able to do anymore..” She trails sadly. Aubrey is silent for a moment before letting out a sigh of giving in “What is the theme?” She eyes Julie sweetly. Julie’s face brightens up quickly “The theme is going to be masked royalty, the men and woman will be wearing masks. Men in their suits and tuxedos and the ladies in ball gowns..” She ends with a smile. Is this going to be something like Cinderella? I didn’t even know people still threw these kinds of parties.. I glance at Aubrey, her mouth forming a small smile “It sounds great mom” she nods “It will take place in the ballroom” Julie adds “Okay, fine. Last party, but..” Julie and I stare at Aubrey as if she had two heads “I want to choose my dress..”

Julie opens her mouth to say something before closing it again “Alright.. You’ll be there right Zayn?” Julie turns to me, “Yes, of course” I smile to Aubrey, who does the same back.
After a moment of silence Aubrey speaks up “Mom, can I talk with you?..”

“Of course darling”

Aubrey looks up at as if saying alone. It finally hits me, I nod; standing quickly I peck her cheek “I’ll be in the kitchen” Aubrey smiles as I walk out of the room.

*Aubrey’s P.O.V*

I clear my throat; Zayn leaves the room with cooperation. Now it’s just me and her. I’ve always been able to talk to my mom about anything, she’s never yelled at me and she gives the best advice, she has always been able to help me with my problems “Mom?” I break the silence. She turns so her attention is fully on me. I take a slow deep breath, she won’t yell Aubrey it’ll be okay “I’ve been getting these feelings with Zayn..”

I say quietly, I’m shy and a tad bit embarrassed. I’m not sure how to explain this, she nods in understandment “When was the first time you.. Had sex?” Being the only question I can muster up at the moment, she widens her eyes “I see where this is going.. Do you still have it?” She asks sweetly, a bit of concern in her voice but no anger “I was 18 and your father was the one I lost it too, he was 20..” I nod “No, I haven’t lost it yet.. But-You want too..” My mom cuts in, stating it as a fact “I.. I think I want too.. And I feel… different around Zayn.. I think he may be my one and only”

“Do you love him?” She tilts her head to the side, awaiting my question.

I stare blankly for a moment, unsure on how to answer “I think I might.. I get these feelings from him and I know I’ve learned about this stuff when I was in high school but it’s different..” We sit in silence again.

“You are a woman now; you are eligible to make your own decisions. I like Zayn. Does he know? Do you know his feelings for this?”

“He knows I’m pure. He has not gone to where I haven’t wanted him too..” Her eyes widen a bit.

“He’s already touched you?”

I silently chuckle “Yes, but we haven’t gone too far..”

“We’ve had this talk once before, you’ll know when the time is right. And when it is, and if he truly loves you, he will make sure he won’t hurt you..”

We sit in silence again before she continues “You’ll know when he truly loves you Aubrey.. You’ll feel it and there will be no holding back..”

Notes

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