Fall For You (One Direction)
Mistakes
"Blaire sweetheart, don't get into trouble," Everything was black, I looked up to see my mom in a
beautiful black dress.
"Mom, I wanna go with you! Take me with you!'" I screamed.
"No, my time is done. Your isn't yet. You have business to take care of." her sweet calm voice made me think it was gonna be OK.
"Yes, mom. I love. Don't forget about me." I said above a whisper.
"I wont if you don't." and with that she was gone.
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I woke up panting, I looked around, she really is gone. I got up, Zayn was fast asleep. I went down to the kitchen, and looked around. There was a pitcher full of what I think is water. I took a sip, it tasted like Vodka, well you know YOLO! I took a cup and filled it, and started chugging, until I felt dizzy.
"Blaire. What are you doing down here? Put the Vodka down." I heard and Bradford accent. I it was Zayn.
"Nothing, I thought it was water," I was still drinking. Now, I'm tipsy. My head is spinning it of control.
"You know, you're accent is sooo sexy! I could tap that," I Drunkenly purred.
"Think we should get you to bed before Liam comes down." Zayn Put all the stuff away, and carried me bridal style up the stairs.
"We're going to my room, alright?" He asked, I nodded.
Just as he layed me down I pulled him down with me, and kissed him. I know, I barely know him and I kissed him. YOLO! He started kissing back, and liked my bottom lip, asking for permission. I granted it to him. I started rubbing him through his pants, and he moaned into the kiss. I could feel him harden. I broke the kiss, and started undoing his pants.
"I'm gonna make you feel so good." I moaned into his ear.
"A-are You sure?" I nodded.
"Yes." He nodded. I undid the buttons, and pulled down his boxers, and his erection slapped my stomach. I got down onto my knees, just as Liam came in the room.
"Pretend your drunk," Zayn whispered into my ear. I nodded.
"Blaire. You slut, you barely know him and you doing this?" Ouch, good thing I'm a cold hearted bitch. Or that would have hurt.
"Liam, you always ruin the fun! Don't you have a girlfriend or something?" I said in my best drunk voice.
"Ya Li, got get a life! Leave us the fuck alone. C'mon Blaire lest go to sleep." And Liam stormed outta the room.
"Blaire, I'm sorry about what he said. Your not a slut." Aww, he's so cute.
"Nah. Doesn't matter, not like a care," I said smirking.
"Let's go to sleep, love." And with that we cuddled up and waited for the morning to come.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next morning....
In the morning I was being dragged, outta the bed.
"Blaire wake up, we have to talk," Liam shook me again, images of last came to me again.
Liam called me a slut, I almost got drunk, and I was about to give Zayn a blow job. Liam interrupted us, before we could do anything. Damn it, Liam.
"Blaire, we're going back to England. In two days. You need to pack your bags." I nodded and noticed that Zayn was next to me. I smiled, and started to giggle. He was naked.
"What's so funny? Why are you blushing?" Liam shot at me. I shook my head and mumbled 'nothing'.
"Get up, and wake Zayn up. We still need to speak." Shit. He remembers, I nodded. Liam walked outta the room.
"Wake up. It's time to wake you, sleeping beauty." Whispered in his ear. He started grumbling, and shaking.
"No, Perrie. Leave me alone." What the hell? Who's this 'Perrie' chick?
"Ummm, ok. Imma go now," I said awkwardly
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Zayn's P.O.V.~~~~~
Shit. I just called her Perrie, we used to sleep together all the time. That was until she broke up with me, guess I'm not over her, yet. Maybe hooking up with Blaire will do me good. Nah, that's messed up, I'm to much of a gentleman.
"Wait, Blaire," I called out. No reply, guess she's gone.
I got into the bathroom, washed my face. Did my hair, and changed my clothes. I forgot that me and Blaire almost did it last night. Poor girl, emotionally messed up, guess that's why she did that. Plus, she was tipsy, so I don't blame her. I got outta the room, and walked down the stairs where Blaire was looking annoyed. Liam glared at me when I walked down the stairs, I sat down on the couch.
"So umm, Blaire Zayn. I know what happened yesterday, and I'm sorry but I don't approve of this." He said the last part unsure of himself
"Listen, Liam. Nothing is going on, so don't worry." Blaire chuckled, and looked at me.
"Bro, I was drunk. I get cray-cray!" She was laughing, I got to admit it kinda hurt. Knowing it meant nothing to her.
"OK you two. But no sleeping together anymore, OK?" He asked, we both nodded.
"Ya. Whatever," I nodded.
"So! When are we gonna go get my things?" Blaire asked.
"In about, half an hour. We have to wait for the rest to wake up." Liam responded.
We both nodded.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Blaire's P.O.V.~~~~~
I nodded. Zayn had the look of hurt in his eyes, it probably meant something to him. Oops. Too bad.
"Hey, um Blaire can I talk to you for a sec?" Liam asked, I nodded. We walked outside.
"Hey, what is it you need?" I asked.
"Are you still a...um, virgin?" My eyes widened, that is none of his business.
"Liam, that's none of your business. But if you must know, then no I'm not." his eyes widened at my response.
"How? I-i mean when?" He asked.
"When I was 16, some asshole. He told me he would always love me, he made never trust anyone. But one the bright side, I hear
I'm great in bed," I chuckled. As Liam gave me that horrific look in his face, like just say a puppy being murdered.
"I'm sorry. I would have kicked his ass," I laughed even harder. Liam gave me a confused look.
"Right after he used me, I beat the crap out of him. He didn't know I was in karate, so ya. Great practice," Liam laughed along with me, still having the look of sadness in his eyes.
"Lets go back inside, OK?" I nodded.
"Take a nap! I'll wake you up later." And with that, I let the darkness take over me.
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beautiful black dress.
"Mom, I wanna go with you! Take me with you!'" I screamed.
"No, my time is done. Your isn't yet. You have business to take care of." her sweet calm voice made me think it was gonna be OK.
"Yes, mom. I love. Don't forget about me." I said above a whisper.
"I wont if you don't." and with that she was gone.
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I woke up panting, I looked around, she really is gone. I got up, Zayn was fast asleep. I went down to the kitchen, and looked around. There was a pitcher full of what I think is water. I took a sip, it tasted like Vodka, well you know YOLO! I took a cup and filled it, and started chugging, until I felt dizzy.
"Blaire. What are you doing down here? Put the Vodka down." I heard and Bradford accent. I it was Zayn.
"Nothing, I thought it was water," I was still drinking. Now, I'm tipsy. My head is spinning it of control.
"You know, you're accent is sooo sexy! I could tap that," I Drunkenly purred.
"Think we should get you to bed before Liam comes down." Zayn Put all the stuff away, and carried me bridal style up the stairs.
"We're going to my room, alright?" He asked, I nodded.
Just as he layed me down I pulled him down with me, and kissed him. I know, I barely know him and I kissed him. YOLO! He started kissing back, and liked my bottom lip, asking for permission. I granted it to him. I started rubbing him through his pants, and he moaned into the kiss. I could feel him harden. I broke the kiss, and started undoing his pants.
"I'm gonna make you feel so good." I moaned into his ear.
"A-are You sure?" I nodded.
"Yes." He nodded. I undid the buttons, and pulled down his boxers, and his erection slapped my stomach. I got down onto my knees, just as Liam came in the room.
"Pretend your drunk," Zayn whispered into my ear. I nodded.
"Blaire. You slut, you barely know him and you doing this?" Ouch, good thing I'm a cold hearted bitch. Or that would have hurt.
"Liam, you always ruin the fun! Don't you have a girlfriend or something?" I said in my best drunk voice.
"Ya Li, got get a life! Leave us the fuck alone. C'mon Blaire lest go to sleep." And Liam stormed outta the room.
"Blaire, I'm sorry about what he said. Your not a slut." Aww, he's so cute.
"Nah. Doesn't matter, not like a care," I said smirking.
"Let's go to sleep, love." And with that we cuddled up and waited for the morning to come.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next morning....
In the morning I was being dragged, outta the bed.
"Blaire wake up, we have to talk," Liam shook me again, images of last came to me again.
Liam called me a slut, I almost got drunk, and I was about to give Zayn a blow job. Liam interrupted us, before we could do anything. Damn it, Liam.
"Blaire, we're going back to England. In two days. You need to pack your bags." I nodded and noticed that Zayn was next to me. I smiled, and started to giggle. He was naked.
"What's so funny? Why are you blushing?" Liam shot at me. I shook my head and mumbled 'nothing'.
"Get up, and wake Zayn up. We still need to speak." Shit. He remembers, I nodded. Liam walked outta the room.
"Wake up. It's time to wake you, sleeping beauty." Whispered in his ear. He started grumbling, and shaking.
"No, Perrie. Leave me alone." What the hell? Who's this 'Perrie' chick?
"Ummm, ok. Imma go now," I said awkwardly
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Zayn's P.O.V.~~~~~
Shit. I just called her Perrie, we used to sleep together all the time. That was until she broke up with me, guess I'm not over her, yet. Maybe hooking up with Blaire will do me good. Nah, that's messed up, I'm to much of a gentleman.
"Wait, Blaire," I called out. No reply, guess she's gone.
I got into the bathroom, washed my face. Did my hair, and changed my clothes. I forgot that me and Blaire almost did it last night. Poor girl, emotionally messed up, guess that's why she did that. Plus, she was tipsy, so I don't blame her. I got outta the room, and walked down the stairs where Blaire was looking annoyed. Liam glared at me when I walked down the stairs, I sat down on the couch.
"So umm, Blaire Zayn. I know what happened yesterday, and I'm sorry but I don't approve of this." He said the last part unsure of himself
"Listen, Liam. Nothing is going on, so don't worry." Blaire chuckled, and looked at me.
"Bro, I was drunk. I get cray-cray!" She was laughing, I got to admit it kinda hurt. Knowing it meant nothing to her.
"OK you two. But no sleeping together anymore, OK?" He asked, we both nodded.
"Ya. Whatever," I nodded.
"So! When are we gonna go get my things?" Blaire asked.
"In about, half an hour. We have to wait for the rest to wake up." Liam responded.
We both nodded.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Blaire's P.O.V.~~~~~
I nodded. Zayn had the look of hurt in his eyes, it probably meant something to him. Oops. Too bad.
"Hey, um Blaire can I talk to you for a sec?" Liam asked, I nodded. We walked outside.
"Hey, what is it you need?" I asked.
"Are you still a...um, virgin?" My eyes widened, that is none of his business.
"Liam, that's none of your business. But if you must know, then no I'm not." his eyes widened at my response.
"How? I-i mean when?" He asked.
"When I was 16, some asshole. He told me he would always love me, he made never trust anyone. But one the bright side, I hear
I'm great in bed," I chuckled. As Liam gave me that horrific look in his face, like just say a puppy being murdered.
"I'm sorry. I would have kicked his ass," I laughed even harder. Liam gave me a confused look.
"Right after he used me, I beat the crap out of him. He didn't know I was in karate, so ya. Great practice," Liam laughed along with me, still having the look of sadness in his eyes.
"Lets go back inside, OK?" I nodded.
"Take a nap! I'll wake you up later." And with that, I let the darkness take over me.
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