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Their Halloween costume. Sorry it’s blurry. :c Also as well as the hood Darren has his face painted.
I opened my eyes and squinted against the harsh light. Halloween. It had been 1 week since the accident and I was finally well enough to leave the house.
I got out of bed and quickly got a shower, carelessly flicking my hair out of my eyes when I had dried it I pulled on some sweatpants and left myself shirtless before I pranced down be stairs and slid into the kitchen.
Mum was out with Max buying candy so I had the house to myself. I turned on some music and began to jump around and sing at the top of my lungs; playing air guitar.
As I slid down the hallway on my knees and leaning back miming the awesome guitar solo the door opened and I looked over to see Zayn standing there.
In a hurry I scrambled to my feet only to lose balance and fall back down on my ass with a thud. I quickly grabbed the remote and turned it off and span around right into Zayn’s chest.
“Well hello there. I didn’t my little Princess was also a little rocker.” He teased and kissed my nose. I smiled sheepishly and pecked his lips quickly.
“Oh sh. So, ready to get ready for Halloween?” I said with excitement. He nodded and held up a bag.
“Of course I am Angel! Let’s kill it!” He shouted and turned my music back on as we ran upstairs giggling like two schoolgirls.
We ran into my room and instantly began to strip and emptied the bag on my bed. He grabbed the Ash costume and I grabbed the Pikachu onesie.
I yanked it on as he slipped on the gloves and we smiled at each other. I picked up the face paints and turned to the mirror and began to add the rosy cheeks and the black nose and then sprayed the tips of my hair with bright yellow hair spray.
I fixed it in place and smirked as I turned to Zayn who was holding a pokéball and tossing it between his hands.
“This will come in handy.” He said and he pressed the button for it to open and reveal condoms and lube.
“Gotta be prepared.” He added with a wink. I walked over to his and grabbed his jacket, pulling him towards me and looking up at him innocently biting my bottom lip.
“Are you always horny?” I asked with a smile causing him to smirk and slid his hands down to my ass and connect his lips to my exposed collarbone. His warm breath grazed my skin and caused a shiver to shoot through my body as he spoke.
“You tell me.” He whispered before trailing kisses up my collarbone to my jawline. He kissed along my jawline and my grip tightened on his jacket as he did so.
He went to squeeze my growing hard on but I stopped him.
“Save it for the party sweetie.” I said and kissed him, lingering slightly before turning and wiggling my tail at him.
He slapped my ass with a chuckle causing me to jump. I giggled then danced around to the music, grabbing a pair of bright yellow high tops and slipped them on then tucked my phone into my pocket.
‘Dirty Little Secret’ by All American Rejects came on and with a grin I began singing along as I danced.
“I’LL KEEP YOU MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET! DON’T TELL ANYONE OR YOU’LL BE JUST ANOTHER REGRET! ” I screamed and turned to Zayn who was watching me with a smirk. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Have you got any secrets?” I whispered as my lips brushed against his. He tensed up for a second before shaking his head with his ever confident smirk.
“None from you love.” He replied and kissed me then took my hands and began dancing with me, all the way down the stairs.
We were dancing to Better Off Dead by SWS and he was singing loudly and head banging like crazy. I giggled at my weird boyfriend before joining in and we danced together.
The door opened and my mum and Max came in and just smiled at the two of us and walked to the kitchen, Max briefly ruffling my hair as he stepped around us.
I pulled him in for a kiss when his phone rang from the counter. I danced over to get it for him but he dived in before I could and grabbed it up and shot me a slight smile.
“I gotta take this.” He said before leaving the room and closing the door behind him, turning down the music slightly.
I went to follow him but he left my house altogether. I frowned and watched from the window as he walked around outside with his hands in his pockets.
*Zayn’s POV*
“Hello?” I said as I stood outside Darren’s house in the fall air with my exposed hand slid into my pocket to hide it from the cold.
“Hey baby!” James sang from the other end. I sighed and watched as my breath swirled upwards in a white mist.
“James. This isn’t the time. I’m at Darren’s house.” I replied tiredly.
“Again? Baby, when are you going to dump that whore? I’ve been waiting long enough! Dump him tonight, if you really love me. Then we can run away together. Or you’ll know what I’ll do.” He said before handing up.
I looked down at my phone and kicked the wall beside me. I took a deep breath then let out a yell of anger and bit my lip hard.
I was walking up the steps when a drop of blood hit my tongue and I realised that I had bit my lip so hard it bled.
I shrugged as the metallic tasting thick blood ran over my tongue and down my throat. I walked inside and straight to the bathroom.
I grabbed some toilet roll and began to dab my still bleeding lip. Darren came in behind me and turned me to face him.
I was expecting him to say something by the look on his face but he didn’t, he just wordlessly took the toilet paper from my and set it to the side and grabbed some more and carefully began to dab my lip.
He glanced up into my eyes but remained silent as he put a little more pressure onto my cut to stop the bleeding. I winced as he washed it before he turned his back to me and threw his toilet paper into the bin.
Although he didn’t say a word I could see his shoulders shaking and hear his unsteady breathing. I moved so I was in front of him and tilted his chin up to look into my eyes.
“Darren?” I breathed and he reluctantly brought his eyes up to meet mine. I looked into his green eyes which had stray tears flowing from them then trailing down his cheeks. I softly kisses his cheek then used my thumb to lightly wipe away his tears.
“What’s wrong baby?” I whispered, my hand now cupping his cheek.
“Nothing. I-I just… I love you.” He muttered and my heart leapt into my throat, millions of butterflies erupting in the pit of my stomach. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and held him close to me.
“I love you too.” I whispered and he pulled away.
“Prove it.” He mumbled. I tilted my head to the side.
“What?” I asked in confusion.
“Prove it.” He replied yet again. I cupped his face in my hands and pressed my lips to his forcefully.
He wrapped his arms around me then I slowly pulled away with his plump bottom lip captured between my teeth.
I let it go then pecked his forehead.
“I will.” I replied and took his hand in mine.
“I will prove my love to you. Just stay here. I’ll be back soon.”
I pecked his lips once more before walking outside to my car and holding the phone up to my ear after dialling his number.
“James. Meet me at my apartment in 20 minutes. Don’t be late.” I snapped before hanging up. I tossed my phone into the passenger seat before switching gear.
This ends now.
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I sat on my couch when I heard a knock on the door. I walked over and opened the door, pulling James in quickly, checking to see no one saw.
I turned to him and he instantly shoved me backwards and down onto the couch, getting on top of me.
He kissed me forcefully then pulled away to yank his shirt off.
“Role play huh?” He said, looking down at my outfit. I opened my mouth to speak but he shook his head. I shut it again with a whimper.
“I like it.” He said then lowered his hand to my zipper. I batted his hands away but he pinned my hands above my head as he began to yank my jeans down.
I tried to fight against his but he glared at me and I stopped as he pulled my underwear down. He was about to start lowering himself onto me when I heard the sound of Darren’s key in the door.
I froze. He was the only other one who had a key. Fuck. James ignored it as he pulled his own jeans down, my hands now free.
The door opened and I heard Darren’s voice.
“Zayn? Babe!” He yelled. He came in and I heard the keys fall to the ground. I struggled to get up and pulled my jeans up.
I walked towards him but he cowered away.
“Dar… Darren baby please…” I whispered and went to caress his cheek. He slapped my hand away and walked backwards away from me.
I glanced backwards at James who was sitting on the couch with a smug smile on his face. I glared then grabbed Darren’s hand.
He yanked away and stormed out of my apartment.
Shit.
*Darren’s POV*
Tears fell from my eyes as I threw the door of his apartment open and stumbled out into the hallway. I let out a sob as I continued to stumble down the hallway. I heard a voice behind me and turned around.
“Don’t go.” He begged me at his apartment door.
“Don’t let me,” I replied. He sighed as he turned his head to look back at James.
“I’m sorry Darren.” He spoke softly.
“Yeah, so am I. Sorry I ever wasted my time on you.” I spat.
He reached out to me but I turned away and ran down the hallway to the elevator.
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I walked away from the apartment block and got in my car, resting my head on the steering wheel as the tears dripped onto my lap.
I picked up my phone and scrolled through to his number. I hit call. Taking a deep breath I listened to it ring.
“Hello?” His voice came from the other side.
“Hey J-Justin… It’s me…” I whispered, my voice shaky.
“Yeah I know. I have your name in my phone y’know.” I could practically hear the cocky smirk in his voice and it made me smile.
“Any ways. Are you ok?” He asked, the once cocky tone in his voice replaced by his familiar worried one.
“Not really. Can I come over?” I asked.
“Of course. But Darren, I’m not letting you drive here in that state. Where are you?” He asked.
“Outside of Zayn’s apartment block.” I replied and I could hear him hit something.
“I’ll be right there.” He said then hung up.
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It was raining when Justin arrived 30 minutes later. He was drenched. He had walked here.
He opened the door and unbuckled my seatbelt before picking me up as I continued to sob. He walked around and set me in the passenger seat then hopped in and turned to me.
His dirty blonde hair was laying flat against his forehead and rain was trickling down his face and neck onto his soaked clothes.
I locked eyes with him and felt the tears coming on all over again. I buried my face in my hands as the choked sobs escaped my lips.
I felt his warm hands wrap around my wrists and pull my hands down from my eyes. I kept my head down and stared at my hands which sat limply in his.
He set my hands in his lap and used his left hand to wipe away my tears and his right to make me look into his eyes.
My eyes met his and the tightness that was in my chest softened and warmth spread through my stomach.
His right hand now cupped my cheek and his left rested on my lower back. His thumb lightly rubbed against my skin as his head tilted and he began to lean in.
Part of me wanted to stop him but I tilted my head with him and met him halfway, butterflies erupting in the pit of my stomach at the touch of his familiar lips.
Electricity shot through me as his tongue slid across my bottom lip slowly. I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue to slip into my mouth. The taste of chocolate spread across mouth with every movement he made.
I raised my shaky hands to run my fingers through his wet hair and pull him closer to me. He held me tighter and I could feel the desperation in the kiss as he ran his hand down my face and neck to rest on my lower neck.
Eventually he pulled away and I looked at him. His hair was sticking up in all directions and his lips were red and slightly swollen. His eyes shone with awe.
“Darren.” He whispered.
“Yeah?” I mumbled in reply, then I saw the yellow and red face paint that covered his hands and the slight yellow that was smeared across his lips. Forgot I was wearing this. I must look so stupid.
“Thank you.” He replied. I frowned.
“For what?” I asked, a smirk spreading across his lips.
“Calling me.” He said before spinning around in his seat and starting up the car.
“Seat belt.” He sang as he pulled out of the car park. I tugged the belt over me and looked over at him with his piercing blue eyes glued on the road.
His eyes shot over to me quickly and I saw a small smile tug a the corner of his mouth. I myself smirked and turned away to look out the window. The rain was steadily beating down against the windshield.
Suddenly the sound of the radio filled the car and I looked over to see Justin with his fingers on the volume dial as he cranked up Amy Winehouse’s cover of ‘Valerie’.
He sang along and his smooth and deep voice sent shivers down my spine as he drummed lightly on the steering wheel. He licked his lips a lot when he sang which was one of the first things I noticed about him when we first met.
We pulled up at his house and he parked the car and took the keys out of the ignition, pausing briefly to stretch before he got out in the now light drizzle of rain.
He jogged around to my side of the car and opened the door, leaning over me to grab his wallet which had fallen out of pocket onto the driver’s seat. The feeling of his firm chest pressed against mine brought back so many memories that we shared together.
He then turned around and bent down slightly. With a smile I accepted his piggy back ride and wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped up. He looped his arms around my legs securely before boosting me up and walking up his long driveway.
He walked inside and set me down on the carpeted floor. I immediately took my shoes off just like I used to and walked into the familiar living room which was the exact same as the last time I saw it. I looked at all the pictures of Justin that littered the walls.
The seat I always sat on seemed untouched. I turned to Justin with a confused look.
“I thought you had rented this place out? Why does my chair seem untouched?” I asked and looked around at everything else which I could tell had been used in some way or another.
“As you said Darren, it’s your seat. It’s always been your seat. My one request when we were renting this place out was that no one touched that chair no matter what or their rent would be doubled.” He said with a chuckle. I smirked and looked around.
“So you moved everything else back in then?” I asked, looking around. He nodded.
“Yeah. Mum is still in New York. But I now own the house.” He said. My jaw slightly dropped as I looked around the huge house. To say his family was wealthy would be an understatement.
“So why are you back?” I asked, turning to face him. He smiled and ran a hand through his hair.
“I graduated. And now I’m back here to work for my dad.” He replied and took his own shoes off.
“Darren.” He took my hands in his and I looked up at him.
“Yeah?” I whispered. He leant down and connected his lips with mine briefly.
“Let me show you how sorry I am…” He mumbled against my lips. My own lips shook but I nodded slightly and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms draped over his shoulders as he picked me up and walked towards the stairs, hurriedly walking up the steps towards his room…
Hello there! Hope you enjoyed! I’ve lost a lot of readers because of how little I’ve been updating but I promise to you now that I will start fixing that issue!
I’m sad to say though that I doubt Darren will be writing any more content on this account as he’s just too busy so I guess now it’s just me.
Love you guys, hope you enjoyed!
Meow!~
Paige from therandomkellicfan xxx
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