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I had just found out that while I was in the coma I'd missed the lads' album, and new songs. I was currently drowning myself in tears for so many reasons, while listening to it. It was so fucking perfect and so not helping, then, to my emotional state. I hadn't been crying like this for a while, I basically cried my soul out of my chest.
When, suddenly my phone rang.
My features froze, and my fear started to rise, who could be calling me, it was either Harry or Zayn, other options were excused, I was in the coma for everyone else. In a matter of a second I wiped my damp face, reaching for my phone that was on the night stand table.
My eyes swiftly scanned the screen, and I almost had a heart attack.
-Yes?
I let out, gulping heavily afterwards, my nose still running because crying.
-Babe?
-Which one?
I literally spat back, I was so damn furious. Perhaps, I wasn't as furious as I was jealous, but who could blame me.
The joy instantly overtook the madness, and I couldn't help crying again. The fact that I heard his voice was enough for me, I couldn't believe how much he meant to me, this feeling was indescribable, better than anything else. He was my worst distraction, undeniable love.

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His lips were attached to mine, and I could already sense his scent, leaving me without a breath. My eyes sparkling delightfully, just because I was with him, and he was with me, we were finally together after a few months.
And yes, I forgot everything from the past, I wanted to start over and live a happy life.
He leaned his forehead against mine, and we locked our eyes together. I could've stared at him forever, he was so beautiful and his presence brought me peace whenever we were together.
Sneaking his hand under my top, he undid my bra, never looking away from my eyes, just slightly touching the top of my nose with his.
The smirk on his lips was formed, then he licked his lower lip, lightening the fire within me, making me eager for his touch even more.
My stomach was twisting, torturing me, It was ridiculous, but true, perhaps I was a bit scared, and I didn't know why.
His hands were both now on my breasts, massaging them all together, causing me to pay more attention and push away the negative thoughts. I neared mine to his lips, my right hand on his neck, pulling him just lightly closer, our lips locked together, moving more passionate than in the first place. He intensified the kiss, passing on his wonderful taste in my mouth, driving me wild; he knew how to kiss a girl and that aroused me even more, how I was reckoned not to feel anything towards him..
Since he was sitting in an armchair, and I was on his lap, I purposely pressed my body against his cock, feeling him hard under me. That got me even hornier, I couldn't contain anymore, the urge became unbearable.
I briefly helped him, to just unclasp his jeans and drop them a bit lower, and shortly I was out of my leggings in a split of a second, so the action could commence.
When he entered me, it was a feeling so good, as I'd always say, my favourite, but seriously something like that, you wouldn't be able to describe as good as it really felt.
It all went great, he was creating a friction inside me, as we both moved in sync, he followed me, as I senselessly rode his dick, feeling it to the fullest.
His hands gripping on my waist, whilst we were kissing abnormally fast so we could keep up with the rhythm, our lungs burning, there wasn't no air to breathe.
Gasping and moaning filled out the room, and now he was playing with my left breast, sucking and teasing it with his tongue, what only increased the pleasure and made me go faster. I so desperately wanted to come, my nerves down there were twitching, my walls squeezing around his cock even tighter, making him growl in satisfaction.
Now, he was again looking at me, right in the eyes, making me feel a bit uncomfortable under his glance, since I was acting like a whore whenever it would come to the sex.
And even though we were both yet moaning, and making faces, especially me, we didn't look away, I guessed we would stare at each other until we orgasm.
This was a new experience for me, he took me to a whole new level, and plus this hot glaring at each other, when on the other hand we were getting closer to our release.
With every bit, every thrust, every time he filled me, I knew I was close to an explosion. The sensation of the feelings in the pit of my stomach caused me to slow down my pace as I unintentionally gripped him by his shoulder, so harsh, that it left a mark.
But after a few more thrusts it finally erupted inside me, the orgasm started shaking my body to the maximum. This was what I needed for so long.
-Go, baby, go, make me cum.
He whined breathlessly, not being able to say the words properly, since he was gasping along.
I gathered the last atoms inside my body, and started bouncing again. While I was driving my orgasm to the fullest, I felt his load inside me.
He mouthed a few curses, catching his breath, as I did the same.
I fell my head on his shoulder, my eyes closed, and we were both happily satisfied.
His hand was stroking my hair, and it made me the happiest girl ever. It's just amazing how some little things could make your day complete.
And now, whilst we were still peacefully settled in the armchair, not uttering a single word, I could make a conclusion for myself, the one I had known for so long but never admitted it.
He was everything I wanted but nothing I would ever need.
He was Z. A. Y. N.

Notes

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I won't be able to update before 28 of November, 20 more days to wait, I'm so sorry, but it's not my fault. :(
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