Forbidden

Chapter forty-three

I was so hurt and mad as I look around the gates of this house.. I feel stupid too. And my hand was throbbing in pain, my heart racing but I needed to let some steam off. I would like to walk down that brick street where the lamp posts lined on the side walk, or go down one of the many shops there.

I wanted a day for myself.

"I didn't mean that." he rasped softly, I huff crossing my arms. I don't want to talk about that, or better yet not talk with him."Can't you take a joke babe?" he mumbled bemused talking about what happened down there.

"I needed a fresh breath." I explained sternly giving him a look. He rolled his eyes walking closer to me expecting for another answer but I won't tell him that the way he treated me was what caused my sour mood or when I saw him with Amanda that it fueled my anger. I didn't want to care since I never did..

Okay maybe I did but denied it. Now that I don't push my feelings away I don't want him near her in that way. I know Zayn and I are nothing, but I still don't want him to continue with others like that when he likes to kiss and touch me. It makes me feel worthless and used, which are all new strange feelings for me that I won't tolerate like that.

"Come to me." he mumbled, but doesn't wait and pulls me to him so he can drop his forehead on mine.

Curiously I look up to his glinting irises, he's biting his lip then brushed our lips by tilting his head but I turn my head to the side refusing the kiss, giving him my cheek instead.

"Liv?"

I won't let him get away that easy. And he's still very high, I don't want to be with him while he's like this.

"Did you really mean what you said?" I murmured with furrowed eyebrows. "I mean if not then I could understand just don't come onto me anymore." I ramble shyly. Those words felt like rusty nails falling from my throat. I had to tell him though, I'm not one that can hold words in too much because they claw on my mind, eventually they will explode from within me.

"I can't believe this." he muttered sighing in frustration looking above his head when I gaze at him."Again with that? I already fucking told you that I mean it!" he yelled eyeing me down.

"Doesn't seem like it!" I raise my voice too.

"What are you-, wait!" he suddenly rasped, eyes widen in realization."Is this because of Amanda?" his tone went from angry to amused in seconds when it dawned on him. I don't respond and he sighed contently so I thrash in his arms feeling humiliated like always. He doesn't let go instead he cupped my cheek with one of his hands.

"I meant every word I said babe." he whispered, a hint of playfulness still there, as I said he is still high."Now shut up and let me kiss you." he grunted and kissed me. This sure isn't healthy but my mind is nonplussed with this confusing man.

We kiss for a few moments while I try to ignore the weed stench on his clothes surprisingly he tastes like mint and a hint of cigarettes so the usual, our lips moved in a sync, his hand tugging on a few hair strands of mine when the kiss deepens and I was just about to grant his access when someone cleared their throat behind me. With a heavy sigh he pulled away tugging on my lip with his teeth to let is slip back, I whimper quietly then blush at his dazzled stare.

"What?" he at last asked someone licking his lips scowling at the one who was behind me managing to make that gesture so alluring.

He makes me stay put, his arms that had wrapped themselves tightly around my body hold me protectively against his lean chest.

"We found an intruder Blackfire." Some of the men that guards the house said. Zayn hummed not really interested, rubbing his chin with his fingers in thought.