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Show Me The Way

Chapt18


EVIE’S POV:

“Merry Christmas, baby” I heard Zayn’s voice whisper. I was still half-asleep, but it was definitely him. I felt his lips press to my cheek. I stayed like this for a second longer, just enjoying him this close. But eventually, I opened my eyes to see Zayn hovering above me, his face just centimeters from mine. he smiled.
“Good morning.” He said cheerfully.
“Good morning. How are you so cheery? Usually you turn into a bitch in the morning.”
“Mind your language, it’s a sacred holiday! Plus, I most definitely do not turn into a bitch. I’m just a very deep sleeper. But, I’ve been up for a while, with my mum. I just woke up my sisters, now it’s your turn. Will you come downstairs with me?”
“Sure, let me just-”
“Nope, no fixing your hair.” He said, pulling me up.
“Why?! Can’t I at least brush my teeth?”
He sighed dramatically. “Fine, go ahead.” I giggled, running into the bathroom, brushing my teeth, and sneaking a quick hair check. It was sort of a mess, but not terrible. It was, however, freezing. I ran back into the bedroom and found a sweater from my suitcase.
“Are we ready?” Zayn asked, jumping up from his seated position.
“Yeah, we are.” He was so excited and it was the most absorbable thing i’ve ever seen. I followed him down the stairs, the smell of coffee and cinnamon wafting through the whole house.
“Morning, Evie! Merry Christmas!” Patricia was in the kitchen, pulling a tray of cinnamon rolls from the oven.
“Merry Christmas to you too. Wow, that smells amazing.” I said, practically drooling.
“Thank you! I make them every year. Have a cup of coffee, dear. The girls are in the living room.” I helped myself to coffee, making an extra cup for Zayn. Walking into the living room, the tree was lit up and presents were lying underneath it. Zayn’s three sisters were all sitting on the couch, with Zayn on an oversized chair across from them. I handed him the mug, planning to sit at the chair next to his. But before I had the chance, he was pulling me down with him.
“Zayn!-”
“Oh, hush, there’s plenty of room.” He said quietly, kissing me on the cheek. “Thank you for the coffee.”


We all talked for a while, laughing and joking until Patricia was finished making breakfast, which we ate on the floor next to the fire. Then, we opened presents. They all seemed to like their gifts, which I was relieved about. And they had actually gotten me something too, which I hadn’t been expecting at all. It was an incredible smelling candle that was from a small shop in the town, plus a book of London’s Underground, because I had told them that I was kinda scared to take the ‘Tube’ for some reason.
“Thank you so much, you really didn’t have to do that.”
“It was our pleasure! You’ve been a lovely guest, it’s been wonderful to be able to get to know you, so this was the least we could to.” Patricia beamed.
As Zayn’s sister exchanged gifts, I felt Zayn lean into me slightly.
“I have you gift, but I want to give it to you later, alright?”
“Yeah, me too.” I smiled instinctively, Zayn’s hand on my waist making me even more giddy. For what seemed like the hundredth time this trip, I looked around and tried to soak in this moment, never wanting to forget how wonderful it felt to be like this, with a real family. It was amazing, and I know its something I’ll never forget.



Today was perfect, everything about it. From stuffing my face with cinnamon rolls to watching It’s A Wonderful Life and having Zayn fall asleep next to me. I never changed out of my pajamas and I never thought about what I looked like, because it didn’t matter.
* * *

ZAYN’S POV:

It was almost 7:30 and my mum and sisters were getting reading to go see a performance of A Christmas Carol at a school around half an hour away.
“Are you sure you’ll be alright driving in this weather?” I asked, looking out the window to see big fat white flecks falling and covering every bare surface.
“We’ll be alright, it really isn’t too far.”
“Okay, well, have a great time. Be safe.” I said, smiling at all four of them.
“You too, dear. Stay warm.” Patricia smiled, kissing me on the forehead.

The moment their car backed out of the driveway, I pounced, my hands grabbing Evie around her waist and holding her in place as my lips worked havoc on her skin. A very small part of me hated to admit it, because it made me sound like a stupid hormonal teenager, but I had been dying to do this with her for days. And from the way she had given into me the second we were alone, really alone, with no chance of being walked in on, I think Evie sorta felt the same way.
I backed her up against the door, covering every inch of her pretty face with kisses as her hand traveled up my shirt. The muscles in my chest instinctively clenched with the gentle touch. My hand moved to rest under my thighs;
“Jump” I ordered, and she did, wrapping her legs around me and holding onto my shoulders.We traveled up the stairs with ease, kicking open my bedroom door.
“The other room has a bigger bed” She said, pulling away from our kiss.
“I wanna be in here...” I responded. I was brought back to what I had said a few days ago, the day we arrived. “I like that you’re here. It sorta reminds me how far i’ve actually come. I’ve never brought a girl home. Ever.”
I was shocked by my own words at the time, but now I found comfort in them. It let Evie know that she was important to me. She nodded in response, letting me drop her gently onto the bed. I sensed a nervousness in the look she was giving me.
“I’m not gonna make you do anything you don’t want to. I just wanna make you feel good. Is that okay?” I kissed a path from her plump lips, down her slender neck, to the center of her chest. I felt her shiver as my hands rested on the bare skin of her hips. My lips moved back up to kiss her again. Her tongue met mine, our breaths and bodies melting together into one. I held her tightly, loving to feel her warm and soft skin.
“Okay” She finally answered, giving me permission to continue. And after another long, heart-wrenching kiss. I slid her leggings down, pulling them off with ease. That was when I noticed her underwear, green ones with candy canes and santa hats.
“You would...” I chuckled.

I want to please her, the way she had pleased me. I wanted her to feel as good as I had, better, if that we even possible. And I wanted to do it here, in my old room. I guess it had to do with proving something, only to myself. I had come a long way. I had slept with random girls, I had done things that I wasn’t proud of, but also ones that I was. I had been handed an opportunity that others would kill for. And now, years later, I was with the most beautiful girl in the world, A girl that I cared so much about, in the same room I used to sit in and wonder when my life was going to start. And it felt so fucking good, like I had beaten the system in some way.
“Is this alright?” I said, making sure one last time.
“Yes.” She breathed heavily. I slid my hands up both of her toned legs, feeling the softness of her skin. Moving down her body, I took in every last angle of it, kissing random bits to let her know I was aware of her perfection. When I reached the festive undergarments, I couldn’t help but laugh again.
“You’re the only girl I know who could make Christmas underwear look so damn sexy... But I think we might do a bit better with these off...”

EVIE’S POV:

Zayn sat up on his knees, beginning to take his shirt off. I got up onto my knees too, helping him with the navy sweatshirt. I leaned in, pressing kisses to his bare shoulders, his neck, that area where the two met that I knew always made him moan and lean into me further. His left hand skimmed my bare leg, moving to the front of my underwear. He rubbed the sensitive area through the fabric, causing my to squirm. I moaned into his ear, leaving sweet kisses there too. He moved in small, circular motions, my hips mirroring his movements. I nipped at his skin, feeling frisky from the pleasure he was giving me. After a few moments, he slid his hands under the thin fabric. I jolted, his body pressing against mine.
“You’re so wet...” Zayn mumbled, trailing kisses down my neck. My legs feel like they’re about to give out. I think he could tell, because he gently pushes me back down onto the bed, his hand moving to the sides of my underwear, tugging them down quickly and discarding them on the floor. His hand went back to it’s previous location, back to giving me the best pleasure I have ever felt. I felt his finger tease my entrance, emitting whimpers from my lips.
“I’ll just do one, just one to start.” He muttered, nudging his finger into me. I gasped, a short uncomfortable feeling, followed by one of intense pleasure. he moved his hand slightly, his finger go in and out of me. I gasped, his finger curling and for a second I was scared that someone would hear us. But then I remembered we were the only ones home, we could be as loud as we wanted.
“Two?” Zayn teased, sucking at the skin between my collarbone and my breast. I hummed in response, and before I knew it, a second finger was entering me, making my feel on fire. He began moving faster, faster, faster... then suddenly, he stopped.
“Not just yet.” He said with a teasing tone. “But just you wait baby, I’m gonna make you feel so good.” His words caused the heat of his breath to fan over me, once again my body reacted in the only way it knew how to, arousal.
Then, he began a slow descent down my body, his tongue leaving a trail from my breasts, all the way down to the part of me that craved his touch the most.
“Fuck, Zayn, don’t be such a tease.” I groaned.
“Someone’s getting feisty, I like it...” He said quietly, a smirk plastered on his face. Then, finally I felt the tip of his tongue move up and down my centre. I let out a long groan, my hands knotting into his hair, tugging slightly. He seemed pleased by my reaction, a slight chuckle leaving his lips and making every movement he made feel suddenly ten times better, if that we even possible. His tongue finally brushed my clit, and I wanted to scream.
“Holy shit. Yes. God-” My words were cut off when his tongue slid into me, causing me to actually scream. Instinctively, I covered my mouth with my hand.
“It’s okay, let it out. Scream my name.” He sounded so sexy, so goddamn sexual and masculine that It made me crave his touch more and more. The way his large, rough hands held onto my thighs, and his eyes would open every couple seconds, looking up at me as his tongue went to work, all of these things added to my growing need for release.
As his tongue moved in and out of me, flicking my clit every few seconds, I arched my back, begging him for more.
“Oh my god, Zayn... yes...shit....” My words came out in ragged pants, his mouth eventually circling around my most sensitive spot, sending my over the edge completely. I bucked my hips upwards, my hands holding his head firmly in place, curse words flowing freely from my lips. No one had ever made me feel this good, it was the most incredible thing in the world. And finally, after coming down from my high, I was able to tell him this.
“Jesus Christ, no one has ever- That was incredible.” I said, still breathless. He smiled devilishly, coming back up so we were face-to-face. He kissed me forcefully, and although it was slightly strange to taste myself on his lips, I was able to get past it easilyy.
“You’re welcome” he said, a playfulness in his voice.


After a bit more kissing, I slid my panties back up my legs. Zayn was lying down in his bed, his head propped up on a pillow. I felt him staring directly at me.
“What?” I asked as I wiggled my underwear up my legs, standing at the end of the bed, not realizing until now that I was giving Zayn a little show.
“Nothing, you look good.” He murmured. I smiled, feeling myself blush, and got into bed next to him. My leg wrapped around his, my hand resting on his chest. I loved being like this with Zayn, maybe more than anything else in the world. We were able to be quiet together, to just not need to speak and it never felt awkward or uncomfortable. I didn’t need to know what he was thinking and I didn’t feel the need to overspeak. The soothing feeling of his heartbeat next to mine, his hands on me, every small detail about him, eventually caused me to drift off into a blissful sleep.

* * *

I woke up to the sound of Zayn’s cell phone ringing. I look at the clock, it’s 1:30 AM. Shit, his mom and sisters are home by now. I pray to god they didn’t walk in here to see us like this. I’m not sure I would be able to look any of them in the eye ever again.
“Mum?” I heard Zayn whisper.
“Oh, yeah, um, we were wondering where you were. I’m sorry I didn’t call, we fell asleep downstairs-” His innocent lies made me smile for some reason. “-Oh, okay. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I wouldn’t want you to drive in this.-” Zayn got up and out of bed, going to his window and looking outside. I could see from where I lie that fat white flecks still fell heavily from the sky. “-Alright, we’ll see you later, yeah?” He paused to listen to what she said, “-Alright, love you too. Sleep well.” He hung up, turning back to me.
“Please, please tell me that they haven’t been home.” I beg, burying my head into the pillow in embarrassment.
He chuckled, the mattress dipping as he got back into bed. “They have not. The snow was bad, so they decided to stay at one of our other relative’s house that lives closer to the school.”
“Thank god, I might have died from humiliation if your mom saw me like this.” I giggled, balancing myself on my elbows, looking up at him.
“You do know what this means though, don’t you?” He said, pulling me up towards him until I sat in a seated position, his hands resting on my bare waist.
“What?”
“You get to spend the night in here, with me.”
“Can I give you your Christmas present?” I asked suddenly, remembering I still hadn’t given it to him. Zayn seemed distracted with placing tiny kisses along my jawline, but I felt him nod slightly.
“You could...” he said lazily, a content smile on his face as he continued to trail his fingers through my hair.
Detangling myself from Zayn, I quickly went into my room, grabbing the two items that I had stashed under the bed, and was back in bed with him in about 15 seconds, thanks to the freezing cold air that hit me the second I left the comfort of his duvet.
“Alright, close your eyes.” He gave me a ‘really?’ look, but still did as I told. “Here’s Part One.” I smiled, placing the object in his hands. “Okay, open.” He did, seeing a long tube in front of him.
“Um, I’m sorry babe, but... what is it?” He seemed confused, which was adorable. Well, I wouldn't advise opening it now, because it’s damn hard to get back into that thing. But, in there, is a vintage Dark Knight poster. They only make like, 100 of them in the 70’s, and that’s one of them.” His eyes widened, looking at me like I little kid looked at the person the admired the most.
“Are you serious?!” I nodded, extremely pleased with myself. “Babe, that’s amazing. Holy shit, this is the coolest thing ever!” He exclaimed, kissing me with a smile still plastered on his face, causing me to giggle.
“Alright, time for Part Two.” I fished the envelope out from under the covers.
“Do I have to close my eyes for this one?”
“Nah, I guess not.” I smiled, slapping the plain white envelope into his palm. he opened it carefully, sliding out the two bits of paper, his eyes scanning the writing, realization covering his face in the form of a huge grin.
“Frank Ocean? Oh my god, this is so sick, when is it?!” He asked, reading over the tickets again.
“Not until February, but I know you love d his album and everything, and everyone says he’s amazing live-”
“You are the best. Ever.” Zayn said, placing his hands on either side of my face, pressing a firm kiss to my lips, not letting go once he pulled away. He looked at me for a second. “Now it’s my turn. And coincidentally, you’ve got two parts to your gift as well.” He got up,moving to his suitcase, where he retrieved two wrapped gifts. I sat cross legged on the bed, hopping up and down excitedly as he handed my the first one. The wrapping paper was cute, it had little snowmen on it, something i’m positive Zayn got from his mom. I felt anxious as I opened it for some reason, something about Zayn staring at me with unwavering eyes. Once the paper was off, there was a small wooden box. I lifted the lid to find, under a thin layer of tissue paper, a gold necklace. It was so pretty. It had a small crescent moon and a tiny star strung along the delicate gold chain. I held it carefully in my palm, just staring at it for a second.
“It’s beautiful.” I said quietly, looking up to see a content smile on his face, like he was relieved I liked it. “I love it.” I leaned forward, kissing him, stroking the back of his neck as I pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. When I pulled away from his lips, I leaned into his ear; “It’s perfect.” I kissed his stubbly cheek, smiling as he took the necklace from me, turning me around so I sat in front of him. He placed the necklace around my neck, securing the clasp. His hands rested on my shoulders, his lips leaning down to press a kiss onto my neck.
“I’m glad you like it. Something about it, looked like you.” I smiled, but he couldn’t see it. Zayn stopped suddenly, and a second later, reached over my shoulder and placed another wrapped gift in my lap. I turned around so we were facing each other. This gift was thin and flat, I thought about what it could be as I ripped open the wrapping paper. I turned over the object in my hands, taking a second to realize what I was looking at.
“Oh, wow.” I said, shocked. It was a drawing, one done by Zayn, I could see that immediately. It was of me, sitting across from him at a table, presumably at the cafe. I wasn’t looking straight ahead, but down at the cup of coffee in front of me. My hair was in one of its messy buns, bits falling out and over my shoulders. I was wearing a slouchy sweater, my hands grasping the cup. He had drawn little details into the picture, my earrings were the little triangle ones I wore pretty much always, a half eaten muffin sitting next to me, all the small details that were part of my daily life, that he had noticed, and then put down on paper. I didn’t know what to say, or how to show him how much I appreciated this. And then, I felt my eyes fill with tears. It was stupid, girlish tears, tears of joy and adoration for this perfect boy.
“I can’t believe you did this.” I said, sniffling. “It’s, amazing. I- I don’t even know what to say.” The picture was torn out of his notebook, the left edge jagged, and then slid into a clear plastic protective sleeve. I stared down at it, in awe of him and his talent.
“I have a lot of you, but I think that one’s my favorite.” He said, placing his hand over mine. I carefully placed the picture on the bedside table, turning around and linking my arms around Zayn’s neck, pushing him down so he was lying down. I lie down on top of him, burying my head in his shoulder, breathing in his scent, wanting to stay like this forever.
“Thank you, for everything. This has been the best Christmas of my life.”
He held me against him, like he never wanted to let go, and pressed a strong hand to my cheek, looking my directly in the eyes;
“Mine too.”

Notes

Get ready for some smutttt :) I have a feeling you're gonna like this chapter. I'm so obsessed with writing this fic, it's insane. so i hope youre enjoying reading it as much as i enjoy writing it. please let me know what you think; opinions, sugestions, predictions, etc.... i wanna talk to you guys !!!!

have a nice Sunday, love you all <3 !!

ps. for some reason it's not letitng me put the images in the notes, but if you go to my blog and look at the post linking to this chapter, you can see the gifts they got each other in this chapter, and also a cute gif of Zayn and Evie :)

Comments

Love it!
Maura_E Maura_E
10/30/13
unfortunately, i am STILL not able to post on this site for unknown reason, but i just posted the new chapter on my blog yayyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!! so yeah, you can go to notarealhipster.tumblr.com and click on the 'fanfics' tag and all my fics with their newest chapters are there :)
also, i started writing a non-fic story (it's a New Adult romance-fiction thing) called 'Change My Mind'. There's a tab for that on my blog too, so i hope maybe some of you will read it and like it. thank you so much if you do !!!!! <3
notarealhipster notarealhipster
8/20/13
** IMPORTANT **

I'm really sorry guys, but for some reason it isn't letting me post Chapter 28 on here. I've tried a bunch of time,s but it isn't working. But I posted the chapter on my blog HERE so if you wanted to read it, it's there :)
notarealhipster notarealhipster
7/13/13
Its like you never update UGHHH