This is kind of based off of Kiss Me Slowly by Parachute so listen to that while reading! (:
Zayn and (Y/N) one shot! I consider it sweet but there IS sex in it.
He loves her. He knows she loves him back. A couple can’t go through everything we’ve been through and not love each other. The past year has been a roller coaster, but he wouldn’t want to ride it with anyone else. She says she doesn’t love him. He knows she does. He’s never felt this way about anyone before. She loves him, she does. She’s just to scared of being hurt again.
“Stay with me. Baby, just stay with me.” he begs her.
“Zayn..” she pauses trying to gather her words, “Please don’t make this harder for me..”
“Just tell me why you are leaving then. Give me a proper reason why you can’t stay with me.”
“You know why I can’t..” she whispers.
“No. Don’t give me that. You can’t say that, you know it’s not true. You know I’m in love with you and you know you’re I’m love with me. We’ve overcome so much, the crazy fans, your parents and management not approving, don’t make all that work for us to finally be together go to waste.” He argues.
Her breathtaking eyes begin to redden and water. She discreetly tries to wipe away the falling tears as she begins to speak again but they both know she’s about to break down.
“I can’t handle this. I know how this works. I know all the games, I know the tricks. You’ll say you love me, I’ll believe you and then just when I let my walls down you’ll leave. Everyone does.” her voice starts to fade out as she turns towards the door.
Grabbing her hand, he pulls her in for a warm embrace. He breathes her in, and as always she smells of vanilla. Feeling her shaking, they both realize she’s sobbing. How could anyone bear to hurt this beautiful girl?
“Just stay with me. Baby stay with me. Don’t leave me alone. We can just talk. I’m not sure what this is going to be, but whatever you want it to be is fine just give me a chance to prove I’m not like the others.” he whispers as their heads lean in.
He kisses her forehead and she slowly nods. He can’t contain his excitement and they walk towards the couch. Pausing, (Y/N) looks out the baloney window, admiring the skyline.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it.”
“Not as beautiful as you.” he replies, not even looking at the view and focusing on her.
They cozy up on the couch, hands intertwined. She opens up about her past. He knew she was hurt before but he didn’t expect it to be all so much. Telling him practically every detail about her life, she tells him everything she used to know. The small town she grew up in, her parents constantly fighting and threatening to leave, the torture she put her body through, and everything else she’s been through is described in such detail and he can’t help but tear up.
“(Y/N), I know you’re hurting. I know you still have wounds. But let me heal you. It’s hard to love again when the only love you’ve ever known just walked away but I would never leave you. I love you so much it hurts. I won’t be the one to let you go. You’re not getting away that easy. You don’t have to run. You don’t have to go. Don’t run away from this. Just please (Y/N), stay with me.”
She knows being with him is a bad idea but right now, she doesn’t care. She loves him and that’s all she knows.
“Say something (Y/N)..” he sighs.
Still not replying, she tries to find a way to say what she’s thinking.
“Okay, I’ll stay. We’ll give this a try, just promise me you won’t break me. Please Zayn.” she pleads, looking him in the eyes.
“I promise.” he says firmly.
He intends to keep that promise until the day he dies. As their heads lean in once again, he couldn’t possibly want her more. Her hair cascading down her shoulders, and he holds his breath. He wants to taste her lips, and memorize every inch of her body. She wants to take things slow and he knows that, but he doesn’t know that she wants him just as much. Their lips get closer, but never touch. Instead, his voice fills the apartment.
“When the time comes, don’t run. Please don’t run. Can you do that? I know you want to take things slow, and if that’s what it takes to get you then I’ll wait as long as you need.”
“J-Just kiss me slowly.” she whimpers.
Their lips collide in a passionate kiss. Her mind is racing a thousand thoughts per second. His mind is only thinking about her. About how he wants to protect her, love her, cherish her. Running her fingers through his hair, she loosens up. He begs her mouth for entrance, and soon enough their tongues are gently battling for dominance. He of course wins and as he pulls away, she feels him smile through the kiss and for once in her life, she feels loved.
“We don’t have to go any farther if you don’t want to.. I know you’ve done this before but I just want to make sure this is something you truly want.” he says, somehow controlling his needs.
“No, I-I want to, but like I said go slow.” she replies, shocking both of them.
Picking (Y/N) up, he carries her to the bedroom and gently lays her down. Giving her a peck on the lips, he rids himself of his shirt, and helps (Y/N) with hers. Sucking on her neck, he leaves his mark on her for everyone else to see. Sighing, she pulls him closer. Breaking away from her, they both discard the rest of their clothing, finally seeing each other fully, for the first time. His length is hard, and she worries about the possible pain.
“Don’t worry. I’ll go slow just like you asked. If it hurts or you want to stop, just let me know and I’ll glady lay here with you and cuddle.” he whispers into her ear.
Stroking her clit, she releases a whimper and grabs ahold of his member, slowly teasing the head. Zayn lowers himself to her entrance and gently pushes through. Digging her fingers into his back, her mouth opens but no sounds come out as she is too overcome with pleasure. He is struggling to keep himself from thrusting faster, but as he said he would, he pushes himself slowly in and out of her.
“Zayn, t-this.. Is a-amazing.” she moans quietly.
Feeling encouraged, he lets a few moans slip out of his mouth as well before he goes to her neck, caressing her sweet spot. His pace increases slightly as they both approach their highs.
“Kiss me.” she begs, as her orgasm hits her.
Pressing his lips to hers, their eyes close and both see specks of white as they have never felt so complete. Their juices mix as they become one. He stays put and continues to kiss the love of his life while calming down. He later lays beside her and she rests her head on his shoulder as the two drift to sleep, their hands intertwined once again.
In that moment, niether of them knew how to describe the feeling of being completely loved by the other, and knowing it would last forever.