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Don’t Go… (boyxboy) - 10: The Cherry Tasting Lips

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I sat down on the edge of my bed my hands tossing my phone between them, it was cold and my head was hurting and the make matters worse, Justin is out of town for the weekend, leaving me alone with nothing to do but wait for him to come back. It was 6:00 am and Justin had been away for 23 hours and 17 minutes, and I missed him like hell.

I was still sitting on the edge of my bed like I had been for 6 hours straight still tossing my phone between my hands when there was a knock on the window, it scared the crap out of me and I jumped and fell on the floor.

“Shit!” I grumbled and pulled myself up, I looked over at the window to see Zayn sitting there, that sexy smirk etched onto his face, I got up and dragged myself over to the window opening it an letting Zayn jump into the room.

“Aww, where’s lover boy?” He asked with a grin.

“He’s out of town for the weekend.” I sighed in response. Zayn nodded and rubbed his hands together. He was wearing a black pair of jeans with a grey sweater and a scarf draped around his neck his hair was wind sweep and his hands were red with the sudden change of temperature from cold to warm in my house and since it was heavily raining outside he was drenched, which is unusual in Cali.

“Well, I guess I’ll hang out here for a while until it stops raining.” He said as he plonked himself down on my bed with his hands behind his head and his clothes and hair leaving a puddle of water on the bed that quickly absorbed into my sheets. He looked over at me his hair falling in his face slightly.

“Ugh no, you’ll go home. What are you doing here anyway?” I questioned my arms crossed over my chest, Zayn propped himself up dripping in the process.

“I’m here to see you.” He said simply with a quick but firm nod of his head. I sighed, what an idiot.

“Yes, I gathered that, but why exactly?” I asked my arms now loose by my sides.

Zayn smirked and replied, “we need to talk.”

I nodded and sat down on the bed my legs crossed and I was sat facing him, “about?” I asked.

“Justin.” He mumbled, of course it’s about Justin. I let a low sigh escape my lips, I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose with my index finger and thumb.

“Ok, what about Justie?” I sighed and Zayn seemed to flinch backwards when I say Justie.

“I ugh… You know I love him, and you agreed to break up with him. You know seeing him with you breaks my heart. So why? Why do it to me?!? I’ve loved him for 4 years Darren! 4 fucking years!” He exclaimed and I sighed, dear God.

“I know but he’s the first person to make me happy in a long time!” I yelled back at him. Zayn rolled his eyes and sat up his hair dripping trails of water trickling down his face.

“Well I saw him first! I loved him first! I fucked him first!” He shouted then immediately clapped his hands over his mouth, regret written all of his face. Justin what?

I opened my mouth to reply but my voice came out barely a whisper, “W-What. Y-You fucked Justie?” My vision became blurry as tears brimmed my eyes.

“Darren I-” he began but I raised my hand and cut him off

“Just, just don’t.” I muttered before getting up and opening the window, “get out.” I whispered.

Zayn got up and began to move slowly towards me, “Darren please.” He pleaded, I just shook my head the tears beginning to slip from my eyes as I bit back sobs.

“J-Just g-get the f-fuck out. Please…” I whispered, and before I could stop it the sobs over took me, my shoulders shaking and my breathing sharp and short as I cried. I felt a warm arm around me as I sobbed loudly the tears falling and making the familiar plip noise as they collided with the carpeted floor.

“Hey, hey hey hey. Shhhh, I’m sorry, I spoke out of anger. And I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry Darren.” Zayn whispered into my hair as he pulled me into his chest and hugged me tightly. My sobs subsided and I was left breathless and with tear stained cheeks as I gasped for air my head buried in his sweater covered chest. I inhaled deeply he smelt like cinnamon and an expensive colonge as I hugged him back, his chin was rested on the top of my head and his fingers were combing my hair slowly as we stood in silence in the middle of my room surrounded by the mess of my clothes and other pocessions.

I eventually pulled away from his grip and gasped when I saw my tears and eyeliner was smudged all over his sweater, yes, I do wear eyeliner, sue me. “Oh shit, Zayn, I’ve ruined your sweater.” Zayn merely shrugged.

“Oh well. Doesn’t matter. I have more at home. What matters is that you’re ok. Are you?” He asked, worry written all over his face. I nodded and wiped my eyes and sniffed slightly.

“Yeah I… I’m fine.” I muttered my arms hugging my sides.

“You sure? You don’t look fine.” He spoke softly. I shook my head and looked in my mirror, he wasn’t wrong. My eyeliner was now in black smudges around my eyes, my cheeks were pale with red tear stains and my eyes were bloodshot and puffy and snot was beginning to leak from my nose. I sniffed and wiped my nose with the back of my hand.

“I should probably go get cleaned up.” I mumbled, Zayn chuckled and nodded.

“Yeah, I think that would be a good idea.” He said, I rolled my eyes and hit his arm before shuffling off to the bathroom to clean up.

I filled the sink with soapy water and grabbed a face cloth from the side of the sink, I dumped it in the sink and glanced in the mirror seeing Zayn leant against the door frame his arms crossed across his chest and a small smirk tugging at his lips. I flashed him a quick smile before picking up the face cloth and wiping my face with it the eyeliner slowly being wiped away and onto the cloth I then washed all the eyeliner off it in the sink and dried my face with the nearest towel I could grab off the towel rack and patted my face dry.

I examined my face one last time in the mirror before turning on my heel and facing Zayn who was now standing in the middle of the door with a grin spread across his face and his hands in his pockets.

“Well, that’s better. You’re looking much better.” He said and smiled as I walked over to him to leave.

“Let me past Zayn.” I said my lips curling into a small smile as I tried to walk past him, but he just stood still not letting me past. “Zayn.” I whined, “let me passsssttttt.” Zayn shook his head.

“No can do princess.” He chuckled as I tried to shove him out of the way but he just continued to stand perfectly still unphased by my persistent shoving.

“I’m not a princess.” I complained and continued to shove, “please let me past!” He smirked down at me softly.

“Make me… Princess…” He teased and poked his tongue out at me cheekily. I rolled my eyes and shoved him harder this time actually making him shift ever so slightly.

“Zayn just move or I’ll-” I was cut off by Zayn pinning me against the wall with a smirk.

“You’ll do what princess?” He muttered his breath brushing against my lips.

“I ugh… I’ll… Fuck it.” I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into me pressing my lips against his. He tasted like cherries and kissed back almost instantly his lips moving in sync with mine.

I melted into the kiss as he rested one hand on the wall behind me and the other on my waist his fingertips tracing shapes along my hip bone.

And all too soon I had to pull away to catch my breath and he smirked lightly his lips hovering above mine as he had his neck bent down to meet my lips as he breathed lightly onto my nose his minty scented breath sending a chill through my body.

“So….” Zayn mumbled. “Princess… What was that?” He asked with a smile. Shit, what the fuck did I just do?!?

“I ugh…” I blushed a color that Gerard Way’s hair would envy as I stared up at the man leaning above me with a smirk on my face.

“Well princess… I’m waiting for an answer…” He whispered and I simply shrugged.

“Quite frankly I don’t know.” I mumbled before walking away from him and back to my room to the sound of ‘Bulletproof Love’ by Pierce the Veil exploding from my phone. That means one thing. Justin is calling. I picked up the phone quickly putting it to my ear.

“Ugh, hey babe ugh Justie. H-How’s New York?” I stammered as Zayn came in and draped his arms around my waist and began placing kisses all over my neck.

“Hey baby, are you ok? You seem worried…” Justin’s heavenly voice travelled down the phone.

“No no babe, I’m fine. Just missing you Justie.” Zayn bit down on my neck when I said Justie and I tilted my head back against him as he continued his assault on my neck.

“Oh ok…” Justin replied uncertainly but he seemed to brush off the topic fairly quickly. “Ugh but yeah ok. New York is amazing, better then I ever imagined, I just wish you were here babe… But, mum is just so pleased that we are moving here… And I promise, that as soon as you graduate, I’m marrying you and we will have our own little flat out here, we’ll adopt a kid, maybe 2… Maybe even 3… It’ll be perfect D… You’ll love it…” Justin said excitedly.

Zayn gripped my hips roughly when he heard Justin’s plans down the phone and I walked away from him only for him to pull me back into place. “I’m sure it’s amazing babe… I can’t wait for you to get back. I miss you so so much Justie…” I spoke and Zayn bit my neck again when I said Justie as I shifted against him.

“I miss you too babe. But sadly I have to go now, mum wants to go out now, I’ll talk to you later, I love you D…”

“I love you too Justie.” I replied then the line went dead and I tossed my phone to the side and spun around and glared at Zayn. “Do you mind! I was on the phone… WITH MY BOYFRIEND!” I snapped and walked off…

Zayn sighed behind me, “Princess I’m sorry…” He mumbled.

“Look, it’s fine, I’ll see you at school on Monday, but right now I got to go get showered and go to the skatepark to hang with Sindy in an hour and a half. So I’ll talk to you on Monday Z.” I said and kissed his cheek softly which I immediately regretted and walked away quickly, “you can leave through the window.”

“Ok princess, I’ll see you later…” I turned as watched as Zayn left through my window and I walked off to get ready to go meet Sindy at the skatepark trying to shake the constant feeling of guilt and betrayal that had been stabbing me in my lower stomach since I kissed Zayn earlier.

Hey guys guess what? Paige will be writing the next chapter! And there may or may not be smut… No spoilers! Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter though!

Meow!~

Darren from therandomkellicfan xx

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