Sage’s POV

Feeling strong arms wrap around and lift me I blinked away tears to see Zayn’s tear filled eyes.

“Why are you here?” I asked as rudely as I could between sniffles.

“Being here for you like I said I would.” He spoke slowly trying to sound strong. “I shouldn’t be mad, you didn’t do it to make me upset. I’m sorry, I feel terrible for making you cry.” His voice was shaky and quiet. “It’s just, I understand how much you care for him and I know how he is so I feel like you don’t like me ‘cause you had sex with him instead of coming to me.”

“It isn't that at all, Zayn. I didn’t go to you because he was already here. I did it ‘cause I needed to distract myself from everything not because of anything else And yea, I care about him but only as a friend.” I paused looking into his eyes. “I only think of him as a friend. I don’t think of him the same way that I think about you…”

“And how is that?” He asked shyly.

“I think of you as way more than a friend.” His eyes brightened as I let my hand sit on his.

He smiled and pulled my body closer to his chest so I was sitting on his lap. I felt his hands let go of my hips and rest beside me. He grabbed my hands and entwined our fingers before leaning up to kiss my cheek.

“I really like you Sage.” He mumbled looking away from me.

“I like you too.” I whispered letting our hands rest on my legs.

“Good that makes this easier.” He looked up at me with a desperate look. “Can we try this again and date?”

“Yes” I giggled leaning in to kiss him.

“So now you’re mine and no one elses?” He asked boldly.

“Only if you’re only mine?” He was kind of a flirt so this was important.

“Of course.” He smiled squeezing my hands.

“Good.” I pecked his cheek and stood up.

“Where’re you going?” He asked watching my clean up the living room.

“I’m cleaning up down here then straightening up my room and going to bed.” I fluffed up the couch cushions and looked at him.

“Oh, well I’m gonna go then…” He stood up but didn’t move to the front door. “Do you want to stay at my place tonight? You can even have my bed, I just don’t want to leave you alone.”

“Your bed is fine with me.” I winked.

“Okay” He smiled sitting back down.


Zayn’s POV

I woke up to the smell of bacon. Reaching over to the other side of the bed, I felt the cold comforter but got a whiff of her lingering perfume. I decided to get up; when I got into the kitchen, Sage was wearing one of my shirts one of my shirts. It went to the middle of her bare thighs as she walked around trying to fine something.

“Good morning.” She smiled at me as I leaned against the door frame.

“Good morning.” I mumbled walking forward to hug her.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her cheek lightly. She giggled and pushed my chest in a fake effort to make me go but I didn’t, I just tightened my arms and kissed her lips. I heard her breath hitch in her throat as she pulled her body against mine. When we leaned out of the kiss, her eyes opened slowly.

“Oh crap!” Her eyes shot to the stove. “You’re such a distraction.” She tried acting mad as sge wiggled out of my arms and walked over to the stove.

“You love it.” I watched her try to hide the smile spreading across her face and focus on the food.


Sage’s POV

“That was amazing.” Zayn complimented from behind the counter. “I’m so full.”

“Me too.” I laughed looking down at my phone.

“You okay?” He asked turning off the sink.

“Yea, I’m good. Harry is just asking awkward questions.” I shrugged still not looking at him.

“Like?” He leaned his back on the other counter.

“He asked if we had sex and what was going on with us so I hung up on him.” I mumbled out.

“Why didn’t you tell him we didn’t?” He asked defensively.

“It isn't his business whether we did or not.” I looked up at him and saw his cold features change to a sweet smile. “I know we didn’t but he doesn’t need to worry about it.”

“Okay.” He kissed my forehead. “What’re we doing today?”

“I don’t care.” I grabbed his hands and led him to the couch. “I need to go home at some point.” I looked down at my chest. “I definitely need to get some clothes.”

“Do you want to go now?” He mumbled.

“Yea” I whispered remembering Susana and the funeral. “I need to call Harry.”

“Why? What happened?” He asked as I stood up.

“The lady my dad cheated on my mom with is trying to get money and Harry said he’d help me with it. Actually, I need all of you.” My mind was racing. “If I get dressed can you take me home so we can deal with this?”

“Of course.” He answered watching me rush away to his room.

Notes

Hope you guys like it, then next few chapters are kind of intense.