The Girl Who Stole Their Hearts

*Zayn's POV*

I've just had the best sex ever.

I wanted things to go faster with Jess, but I knew I couldn't rush her into this kind of a thing. She'd freak for sure if I asked her to do so. So, I decided to let it happen when the moment was right. And, apparently, that moment was this very morning. I was surprised to find out that she was a virgin, I thought that a girl like her had to have been fucked before, and that I would get sloppy seconds. But I got to show her how a real man does it, and, quite frankly, I enjoyed myself very much indeed. For a first-timer, she felt amazing. I felt as if I was getting to claim her territory.

After the sex, we just chilled for a little while. She showed me how to bake; I showed her how to cartoon. It was a wonderful day, until I heard the doorbell ring. We were cuddled up on the couch, watching movies, eating pizza, and occasionally sneaking a few kisses. I sighed and looked at Jess.

"Who's at the door?" She asked, and I quickly managed a look of frustration.
"Oh, right, ah, who's at the door, Zayn?" I smiled in approval. I'm trying to gain some dominance.
"I don't know, I haven't invited anyone..." I said, as I got up to answer it.
"And, Jess, if anyone asks...We're long-lost childhood friends, got it?" I asked, and she quickly nodded.

I went up to the door, but it had rained recently, so I couldn't see through the now blurry peephole. I opened the door and Niall, Louis, Harry, and Liam stumble through, and Liam is the first to say anything.

"There you are, mate! Where have you been? We've been worried sick!" Overprotective, as usual.
"He's been worried sick," said Harry. Damn. Who pissed in his Wheaties?
"I had some...er...business to take care of." I said, but Niall noticed I was blocking the entrance.
"What's the matter, mate? Got something to hide...?" He pushed past me, and was greeted by an obviously freaked out Jess sitting on the couch.
"Hi, I'm Niall."
"Who...?" Niall looked shocked. Everywhere he went, girls always knew who he was. Always.
"Niall Horan? Part of One Direction? 'Irish Cutie'?"
"Nope. Sorry, doesn't ring a bell." His jaw nearly dropped all the way to the floor. Then Harry walked up to me.
"Who the hell is she? You're supposed to tell us when you've got a new girlfriend! Or, at the very least-" I cut him off.
"She's not my girlfriend, OK? Jess is my friend from when we were kids!" Then Louis stepped in, as well.
"Hi, I'm Louis. Zayn, why did you never tell us about her?" Fuck. I forgot about that.
"Well, I uh, didn't want to expose her to the public..." OK, good, that's a good lie.
"Oh, OK."Just then, Niall runs past me.
"I SMELL PIZZA!!!" He yells as he runs into the kitchen.
" So I'm gonna take a wild guess here. Niall's the hungry one, right?" We all nodded.
"Well, then, you all must be hungry. Can I make you some sandwiches?"
"Yeah, that'd be great, but, you might need to pour Niall some crisps to calm him down," said Liam.

Notes

New chapter later tonight! sorry this is all for now, I have a date!

~Annalisa