Your Brown Eyes
"Khaos," he breathed out quietly, but lough enough for her to hear him. He was going to smile, but he stopped himself when he noticed she wasn't smiling at him. He didn't know how to react to seeing her. It may have only been a week that they were parted, but to him, it felt like months.
"Zayn, what are you doing here?" Khaos asked him breathless. She couldn't believe that he was standing right infront of her. Of course, right as she opened the door, he would be there. Before he showed up, she decided to go see him. She was surprised he went to her first. She arugued with herself before she finally opened her door.
"Khaos, I came to see you. I know you probably don't want to see me, but I couldn't help myself. I need to see you at least once so we can figure out what's going on between us. Khaos, I love you. I do. I don't care what you say to me, I'll always love you. If you don't love me back, that's fine. Just know, I'll be here if you need me." The weight Zayn felt over his shoulders this past week was finally lifted. He was glad to say all of that to her, but she didn't seem to happy about it.
It took Khaos a minute to take in what just came out of Zayn's mouth. Once she did, she was speechless. Everything he said to her was beautiful. She wanted to cry, and hug him, but she stopped herself. Instead she answered him with, "I don't know what to say right now, Zayn. I miss you." Those last three words slippd out, but she didn't care. She wanted him to know how she felt.
Zayn wasn't totally sure of what to do, but he thought that if he kept her talking, he could get her back. "You do?" A soft smile crept on his lips, but he looked down at the ground so she wouldn't see it.
Khoas noticed Zayn's smile, and almost melted where she stood. "Zayn, you can look at me. I want you too." He slowly looked up to meet her eyes, and once he did, he didn't want to look away from them.
As Zayn looked into her eyes, it made him realize what he had done. He should've fought for her more when she left him a week ago. Now is his chance, he can't let her go. Before he knew what he was even doing, he slowly pushed himself towards her, and locked his soft, plump lips with hers.
Khaos was caught off gaurd, but soon wrapped her arms around his neck. She missed how he would kiss her like this, and she wanted it back. He pulled away from her, unsure of what he just did, but he didn't want his lips to be parted from hers. Neither did she.
Zayn looked at her with sweet, apologetic eyes and she smiled at him. She loved his brown eyes and she realized that she missed them a lot more than she thought. She could look into his eyes for hours and never get tired of them.
A small smile spread across his soft face when he saw hers. Her arms were still around his neck, so he put his hands on her waist like he always did. The feelings of his hands around her made her feel safe and secure again. She loved it.
She couldn't help herself, she pulled him in for a kiss. She needed his lips on hers. This kiss lasted longer than the one before, and neither one of them minded at all. In fact, Khaos wanted more. She wasn't sure if Zayn was up for it, but she knew she'll find out soon enough.
They pulled away from one another, breathless as they stared into each other's eyes. "Do you mind if I come in?" Zayn asked her sweetly. There was no way she could resist him. Those sweet eyes drove her wild, and she couldn't say no to them.
She quickly nodded her head, then the two of them slowly walked inside. Zayn closed the door behind him, locking it. The two of them stood infront of the door, silent. Zayn didn't know where to begin, and Khaos wasn't sure if she should say anything to him. They just gazed into each other's eyes, sharing a few smiles here and there, but they haven't said a word. Neither Zayn or Khaos let go of the other person infront of them.
They stayed quiet for a good five minutes before Khaos spoke, "Zayn....I still love you. Don't think for a second that I don't, because I do. I just-" She was cut off by one of his fingers covering her lips.
He softly shushed her and said, "It's okay, Khaos. I understand, all right? Can I see that smile that I love so much?" She gave him a small smile before his lips crashed into hers once again.
Their lips moved in sync when the kiss began to get more heated. Zayn's lips moved from hers as he left trails of kisses down her jawline and neck. Khaos threw her head back and let him kiss her tenderly. She loved the feeling of his warm, plump lips on her skin, but she wanted them back on her own lips.
He pulled his face up and looked straight in her eyes. They kissed more passionately than before, and Zayn started tugging on her shirt. Khaos wasn't sure how far she wanted this to go, but she decided not to question it. She loved him, and missed his body against hers.
Zayn didn't want to pressure her into something she didn't want to do, but he almost couldn't help himself. He needed to be with her. He didn't plan for this to happen, but he just wanted to be one with her again.
She pulled away from him so she can take her shirt off. Zayn's eyes got wide before he breathed out, "You're so beautiful,"
He went back to kissing her lips, and then he took his own shirt off. Khaos was speechless to his perfectly toned body. She reached her hand out and lightly grazed over his abs with her fingers; her slight touch made him tense up a little, so she stopped.
He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him. He wanted to take her right where she stood, but he knew better than that. He started kissing her all over her neck and a soft moan escape her lips; he hit her sweet spot.
She ran her fingers through his hair and he pulled back up to kiss her. The two of them stayed passionately kissing for a while, until Zayn said, "Khaos, don't ever leave me again." His voice was shaky, but strong.
She nodded and went back to kissing him. She never wanted to be parted from him, and she'll make sure he doesn't leave her either. He picked her up, and took her into the bedroom.
Memories flodded through Khaos's head as he gently laid her on the bed. He planted soft kisses on her body as she ran her hands all over his. She felt something hard on her leg, and she moaned as he kissed her neck.
He sat her up, and undid her bra; her breasts were in the open air. He cupped them in his hands and continued kissing her. He wanted her to feel the way she deserved to feel: loved, special, beautiful.
They fell back on the bed and made love all night. He loved her, and she loved him. To her, it was no surprise that she got lost in his warm brown eyes.