I was aware of Zayn carrying me into a dimly lit house, I was aware of how close to himself he was holding me, I was aware of how his lips never left mine but mostly I was aware of our hearts beating wildly against each other. If it was possible, I further tightened my legs against his waist and he crushed me to himself. His mouth was hot and urgent on mine as he carried me towards what I presumed was the bedrooms. Gasping for breath I pulled away from him but he simply moved his lips from my mouth to my neck, kissing and sucking, his tongue running on the spot beneath my ear. I maoned as pleasure shot through me and pressed my nails into his back, causing him to let out a moan.
Throwing the door wide open, Zayn slammed me against a wall as soon as we made it inside; again his lips crushe
