Rileys point of view

I walk up my familiar stairs and start to get into my shower I know I just had over forty minutes with Zayn showering but there was no conditioner and I miss his touch. I was my body off facing towards the shower head letting what little mascara I put on wash off, I get a strange feeling wash over me like I'm being watched, but I doesn't scare me or even make me uncomfortable because I know Zayn's the only one with a view into my shower. Looks like he's going to get a free show, I turn around, first lathering conditioner on my hair and push my fingers up myself. It doesn't even feel very good doing it to myself, the only pleasure I'm getting out of this is knowing Zayn can see. I don't know how long I fingered myself for but I'm guessing about 10 minutes, I decide that's long enough and remove my fingers and wash the conditioner out of my hair.I hop out of the shower and put on a gigantic red t-shirt that's made for a guy with a silk pair of white underwear, and don't bother brushing my hair it's already strait and smooth from drenching it in conditioner. I walk up to my window to get a better look and I can see Zayn was in fact watching me by the fact he forgot to fully pull back the corner of his curtain, intuitively I smile and wonder what he thought.
I start to imagine stuff about Zayn like way our lips move together for filling every need I have for him, how his body fit against me better than my favourite sweater, the water beads dripping off his body and his hair. The shower area with its warm moist air combined with the scent of cleansing lotions and Zayn's minty smell, the soothing gentle motion of his hand, slippery with soap, and how careful Zayn was to keep the motions steady and gentle as if not to disturb me or like he wanted permission. I fell asleep blissfully remembering the taste of him exploding in my mouth with the salty taste and the mucus consistency.
I jolt wake to a sound of nails hitting my window, I look down and see Zayn standing there all dressed in black throwing pebbles at my window , and wish I was wearing something better I give him the one second hand gesture. I run to my closet stripping off my t-shirt putting on a black long 3/4 sleeve shirt with black leggings, socks and my burgundy converse. I open my window up and send the fire attach on ladder down to Zayn which he catches on and holds steady for me to descend. To believe my whole life my Mom thought I was a good kid that would ever sneak out using that ladder, which to be honest I've never had very many friends to sneak out with.
Zayn lets go of the ladder as I jump off, barley touching the ground before jumping into his arms and pulling him into a passionate kiss, I lick his bottom lip and suddenly everything changes, Zayn's lips became urgent, his hands twisting in my hair pulling me close and holding me securely to him, I tangle my hands in his hair as I know I'm clearly crossing the cautions lines my mom has always pointed out to me for physical contact with boys, I didn't once stop him, but Zayn still knows we're outside my house and if my mother looked through the living room window she would see us, I push up on my toes to make the kiss last longer before he abruptly pushes away.
"Let's get away from here" his breath fans across my face leaving me slightly dazed by the sweet pomegranate scent of his breath that's so strong I can taste it I nod and kiss his lips quickly again. I rush him to take me where ever he has planned which starts at his car; which I didn't even think he had. When I'm in the passenger side he starts the car silently with no head lights down the block. We're going fast under street lights until we're out of the town and Zayn pulls over into a small car park for hiking. I start to panic I didn't plan on hiking and I'll get cold in the forest.
"Don't worry we're not going far"
I have no idea what to think, will he abandon me in there? Zayn's pulling my hand and I follow him in trying to count our steps and the directions but I get confused and just keep on walking, pushing any consequences out of my mind. After a few minutes we arrive by a small stream that has a medium sized blanket, Zayn takes his hand from mine, and removes his jacket to place it on me, bless his soul Im getting cold.
We both sit down on the blanket as Zayn wraps his arms around me and starts to sign into my ear his breath lightly tickling down my ear
"Mmmm ..... Mmmmm.... Yeah....Mmmmm....Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Mmmm...Yeah....Mmmm..... Yeah, Yeah

Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt?
I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why

If I was ya man baby you
Never worry bout what I do
I'd be coming home back to you
Every night, doin' you right
You're the type of woman deserves good things
Fistful of diamonds hand full of rings
Baby you're a star I just want to show you, you are
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you
Listen
Your true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts
You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame
Don't even know what you're worth
Everywhere you go they stop and stare
Cause you're bad and it shows
From your head to your toes, Out of control, baby you know

If I was ya man baby you
Never worry bout what I do
I'd be coming home back to you
Every night doin' you right
You're the type of woman deserves good things
Fistful of diamonds hand full of rings
Baby you're a star I just want to show you, you are
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Ooh Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me....

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be

Baby you should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
That good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be yeah"

I press my lips to his, and push on his shoulders laying him on the ground with me on top. Zayn and I make out for what doesn't seem like long enough. We walk back to his car which I find out was being shipped in from Bradford. Zayn stops in front of my house and holds the ladder in place for me again, and once I'm up he lets go and I pull It back up.
When I look back down for him, his cars already parked and he just be inside his home. I know I should go to sleep, especially because there's only 4 more hours until school, but I'm way to excited to sleep. Instead I lay there imagining Zayn's with me until the tendrils of sleep pull me under,

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