I stepped below the soothing shower, water melting down my body, loosening up my every nerve. I sipped the gel on my hand, which smell reminded me of the day on the yacht, as I had used the same one with a jasmine flavour.
Zayn's favourite note.
Eyes closed, my hands roaming all over my body applying the gel, drifting deeper into my thoughts.
Briefly did I jerked out of it, for I had to hurry up.
While in the gym, Zayn had told me that he would be waiting for me in the park near the hotel, since he wanted to show me something special. It was a bit risky, but as long as Harry stayed in the hotel I was safe.
Yet, maybe instead of sneaking out with Zayn I should've stayed with Harry and see what he was struggling with, whether he needed a help or some kind of care. But I couldn't, despite the fact that he was my number one, I desperately wanted to spend some time with Zayn. Determined by my decision, I washed the gel off my body, quickly wrapping myself in a bathrobe.
Having my dress prepared I put it on, finishing my look completely.
There wasn't a sight or a sound of Harry in our room, and we hadn't spoken the whole day, except a little in the very morning. That made me sad, I didn't want him to feel down, he deserved to be happy every single second. I always felt strange when it was up to me helping him, so I would usually just leave him alone as I did that day.
The safest way for me to go out of the hotel unnoticed were at the back door, which rarely anyone used before. However, I managed to do that, rushing as fast as I could to the park that was just on the corner. A dark-windowed Audi was waiting for me and in a swift pace I crossed the street, making certain no one recognised me.
When Zayn saw me approaching the car, he started the engine.
-Hey, let's go.
Zayn stated, smirking at me when I eventually got in the car.
-You're not angry anymore?
I noticed that he cooled down, so I had to tease him.
He gave me a faint glare, rolling his eyes, lips curved in an adorable little smile.
-You know I can't ever be angry at you, remember?
He snickered, sighting straight on the road. But I was looking at him, admiring his beauty and perfection.
His navy tank top, that caught my attention, fitted him perfectly, showing all of the tattoos he had. That sleeve tattoo was my favourite, it was so neat and every tattoo had its order and place. A little stubble on his face made him look a bit manly, kinda badass.
-Where are we going?
I asked whilst still looking at him and just him. My voice amusing, and a bit coquettish.
He chuckled out loud, revealing his beautiful teeth. That lower lip, he sucked in, disordered my senses, making me aroused more and more.
He lifted his right hand from the steering wheel, and just when I thought he would place on my thigh, it found its way to my left hand, that rested on the seat, and he intertwined our fingers together.
Eventually I sighted before the car, realising that we were somewhere near a shore, unfamiliar one.
The Sun had already been in a state of setting down for a day, visually it seemed like it was diving down in the sea.
-Whoa, stunning, isn't it?
I pleaded with excitement, amazed due to the view.
-Yeah, right. Look over there.
Zayn parked the car near the shore, his finger showing me something in the distance.
-Yacht! Zayn oh, I can't believe.
I squeezed his hand a bit stronger beaming at him with a big grin on my face.
-C'mon.
Zayn insisted, and we both left the car, heading towards the yacht.
His hand found its way around my waist, hugging me closer to his temple. I also placed my hand around him, as he kissed me on my forehead.
-I wish we could stay here forever, just you and I.
Zayn sadly uttered, looking at me, his eyes sparkling with some kind of sorrow.
-I know, but it's better than nothing.
I tried to cheer him up as my hand slid up tickling his side, and he smiled immediately, lifting me up from the ground. He flipped me over his shoulder, still walking as we were both stupidly laughing.
-Your skin smell of jasmine, was that unintentional?
Zayn asked curiously mischievous, sneaking his hand under my dress, while I was still over his shoulder, lying on my stomach.
-Zayn!
I squeaked, as his hand roamed closer to my bum.
-I can't hold on babe.
His hissed lustfully, sucking in the air through his teeth.
Right then, he put me down on my feet as he jumped on the yacht, wrapping his hands lower my waist pulling it closer to his craving one. His lips were kissing right behind my ear, and I felt chills taking over me. I turned my head a little and our lips met in a sweet, tender peck.
-Mm, wait.
Zayn breathed, moving just an inch away from my face.
-I wanted to tell you why I brought you here.
He continued, and I nodded my head in approvement, glimpsing at him with glee. His hands took mine in his, faintly stroking the skin, making gentle movements with his thumbs.
Again, he smiled genuinely, sighting down, then aside, as if he became shy for some reason. I gripped his hands a bit harder, impatiently waiting for him to tell me.
He snapped, looking at me, almost blushing, as he was about to tell me the dirtiest secret ever. And like that we had never done anything naughty.
-Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I don't know what's happening.
He laughed casually, taking a deep breath since he was about to tell me what he had planned.
-Well... The reason why I brought you here, umm is because everything started on the yacht. And I thought this could be a perfect place for two of us. Yeah. So, let's see what's inside.
His body language revealed that he was nervous as fuck, what I found really adorable and cute.
Eventually, he cleaned his throat, coughing slightly, while his lips were playfully curved into a flirty smile.
Our hands still entwined together, and he led us down the stairs, not letting the grip.
A path made of roses pads was aiming straight into the main room, that was decorated in a romantic way. Jacuzzi and a big bed, were two the most exposed things. Candles all over the room, that was making wonderful romantic dimmed light, spreading mesmerizing amazing jasmine smell, that weren't too strong but neither too light. The sunset's phenomenal colourful light that was entering through the big window, was giving the whole interior just a perfect picturesque image.
I stood paralysed in the spot, my free hand over my wide opened mouth, as I was absolutely astonished due to his gesture. I didn't know what to say, everything was just perfect, especially when I saw Zayn smiling all pleased with my reaction.
-Jacuzzi inside the yacht? Seriously?
I utter sarcastically, letting a small scoff at the end.
-Haha, yeah, you see. We should try it on, shall we?
Zayn suggested, nudging me teasingly.
-Aha.

I breathed, still not believing my eyes.
-Take off your clothes and jump in, I'll be back within a minute. And yeah, help yourself to some martini.
He winked at me, going back onto the deck. I took a deep breath, acknowledging that I was widely smiling like a complete fool. My head unintentionally shook itself in disbelief, and I chuckled out a bit louder.
I paced across the room, wanting to remember every inch of it, every detail. Slowly I started undressing myself, sitting on the silky covers of the bed, my eyes still scanning everything possible.
As I took my dress off, I was only in my lacy skin-coloured underwear, so I decided to stay in that. I sipped two glasses of martini for Zayn and I, and brought it closer to the jacuzzi. Crystal clear water, was slowly bubbling in the tub, calling for a come in. I stepped inside the jacuzzi, as mild relaxing water diffused around my body sending pleasurable sensations.
In a matter of a second Zayn appeared on the stairs, seductively smiling, his hands undoing his tank top over his head.
Not hiding his smirk, he moved on his jeans, constantly staring into my eyes with his half-opened.
Suddenly, I noticed something strange happening, and my smile immediately faded away.
-Zayn, the yacht is moving!?
I whined, half confused half scared, as I raised myself in the jacuzzi.
-Hey, babe, chill. I've done this, no worries.
Zayn tried to calm me down, but that only terrified me more. My breathing rapidly deepened, and I got so anxious.
-Zayn!? Why did you do that? You want the paps to spot us together on a yacht?
I furiously hissed, trying not to burst out with anger.
Instantly, I walked out of the jacuzzi, all soaked but I didn't care.
Zayn, who had already been only in his boxers, approached my utterly wet body. His features darkened, it seemed as I made him furious.
-Babe, I would never do such thing, so please do not panic.
He leaned his chin on my shoulder, whispering calmly, controlling himself not to yell at me. His hand drifted down my lower spine, dragging my body so close to his.
-Trust me.

Notes

I'm sorry, HOLY SHIT!
I do not deserve your forgiveness. :'(

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