Soldier

Chapter Three

Slowly the door opens and I see a really handsome man. A man from 5'9 possibly opens the door and smiles at me. "Come in" he says and I drown into his eyes. He has brown eyes and black hair. He has a bit of a brown tint. I take place on the couch. "Do you want something to drink?" he asks and I nod. "You have something like wine?" I ask him and he nods. He smiles and comes back with 2 glasses and a bottle of white wine. He gives me a glass and fills it. He does the same for himself and takes a seat next to me. "You are a bit weird aren't you?" I ask while laughing. He smiles. "I just have a weak for beautiful woman" he says and he grins. I feel my cheeks turn a bit red. " Charmer" I say and I give him a little push. "It's working I guess" he says and laughs. "Excuse me for a second" I say and I run towards the bathroom. I slide down the door when I locked it. He is cute I'll admit that but something inside me says that he is no good. But hey one evening where I can forget everything is a good thing right. I decide that it's for one night. To forget everything I went through. I take a deep breath and open up the bathroom door. "You want another wine?" he asks and smiles. "Do you have something stronger" I ask with an smirk. He smiles and opens up an bottle of whiskey. "Let's get drunk" I say with an smirk and he agrees with me.

After a couple of glasses we decide to go to the nearest club and have some fun there. We step outside and Zayn starts walking towards the club. I follow him quietly. When we arrive he wraps his arm around my waist. "Stay close to me" he says and I nod. When we are inside we immediately walk towards the bar and I order a cocktail. I take a sip and I feel the alcohol burning in my throat. I have no idea what is in it but I don't care it's tasting good. I grab Zayn his hand and take him to the dancefloor. We start dancing and laughing. I notice that Zayn is actually a nice guy. Every time a guy tries something he protects me. Then the DJ is playing a slow song. I wrap my arms around his neck and he grabs my waist again. "I hope you are having fun" he whispers in my ear. I nod heavily. "I am having a great time Zayn thank you" I say and he smiles. "Good" he says with an grin. I look him in the eyes. The longer I look the closer I get. When our lips almost touch I close my eyes and I see Zayn doing the same. Our lips touch and there is like an explosion inside me. No one ever kissed me so passionate. When our kiss stops I look at him with a huge smile. I bite my lip and I see his eyes turn a bit darker. I look at him and smile. I start kissing his jawline. He grabs my hand and takes me outside. He starts walking towards the hotel really fast. I giggle. "Slow it down Zayn" I say and he looks at me. "Fuck you drive me insane already" I hear him whisper. I stop him and jump on his back. As he walks further I start kissing his neck. He growls as he speeds up. After a couple minutes we arrive at his hotel room. He throws me on his bed and pulls his shirt off. He crawls over me and starts kissinvg my neck. "So you like teasing babygirl" he says with a small growl in his voice. I nod and close my eyes. His hands are shoving up my t-shirt. He grabs one of my breasts and start massaging it. He pulls my t-shit off and throws it away. He unclips my bra and it lands at the same place as my shirt. He grinds me while kissing my nipples. He sucks on a nipple while massaging the other one. I moan. "You have no idea what you are doing to me" he says as he kiss my lips.

Zayn lays beside me. "Want to take a shower?" he asks as I try to wipe away my sweat. "Yes please" I say and he grabs my back and knee cavities. He walks toward the bathroom while he holds me in bridal style. "Why are you such a gentleman" I ask him. "You have to treat a woman right my mom taught me that" he says. I kiss him on the cheek. I put the shower on while Zayn is grabbing some towels. I ley the water run down my face as I feel the door open. Zayn gets in and grabs my waist. "I had a great night with you" he says. "Yeah me to" I say. "Are you staying for the night?" he asks as he looks in my eyes. "I would love to but I have no pyjamas or underwear here" "You can borrow clothes and underwear from me, please stay" he says and he pouts his lips. I look in his big bambi eyes and something melts inside. "I'll stay" I say and he smiles. "Yayyy" he says with an happy face. I laugh and put my hand on his chest. "You are a good guy Zayn" I say. "Thank you" he says and he kisses my lips again. I wash my hair with Zayn his shampoo. When we are done I grab a towel and dry my body with it. "I am going to grab you a boxer and a shirt where you can sleep in" he says and walks out of the bathroom. I look in the mirror and put my hair up in an messy bun. Zayn comes back with a black t-shirt and an pink boxer. "Pink huh" I say and I wink at him. His cheeks turn red and I laugh. "Only a real men wears pink" I say and he smiles. "Yeah that's true" he laughs. I put the clothes on. I walk inside the bedroom and lay down on the bed. When my head is on the pillow I see how tired I really am. Zayn lays down next to me and I close my eyes. "Tired?" he asks and I nod my head. I hear him laugh and he wraps his arms around me. "Go to sleep then" he whispers. I smile and fall asleep. The last thing I feel is an kiss on my cheek and an "goodnight beautiful".

I wake up and I yawn. I get out of bed and let Zayn sleep. I walk toward the balcony and look at the view. I smile. England is so beautiful especially London. After a while I feel two arms around my waist. "You are up early" a raspy voice says. " I do this every day, back in Dunster I used to be awake before the soldiers found out I was there" I say and then shut up. "Dunster?" he asks and I nod my head again. "Is that where you are from?" he asks again. "Yeah it's my hometown" I say. He smiles. "What are you doing in London then?" "I want to help in the hospital close to the front" I say proudly. "So you really have a future plan" he says. "Yeah and you then?" "I never finished a study, they thought I was not good enough and send me away" he says and I see him tear up. "Hey it's alright don't cry please" He smiles. "Everything is going to be okay" he says and I smile. "Of course it will always be okay" I look at his bambi eyes and I drown in them.

"Should we do some sightseeing here in London today?" he asks me. I nod and tell him I will be right back. I run toward my own room and look inside my closet. I choose for a ripped skinny jeans and a nice t-shirt. I walk back to Zayn his room and see him standing there dressed and well. I hold his arm and we leave the hotel. "First I'll show you the Thames, it is quite beautiful there" says he. He starts to tell a story about London but I am focused on the buildings around me. I have never been to London. My father once told me it was to dangerous to go there but now I am here I love it. The buildings are quite fascinating to me. Zayn turns his face towards me and laughs. "You didn't listen at all, did you?" he asks laughing. My cheeks turn red again. "Now I feel so embarrassed" I say shyly. He smiles. "It's okay babe don't be embarrassed" he says and I turn red again. Babe. Why would he call me babe. I mean yeah we shared a bed together but we are not in love or something. At least I am not. I see him as just a friend now. I hope he doesn't get any feelings for me. I am so not ready for that. I mean I want to be friends nothing more. Okay maybe with benefits but nothing more than that and I really hope he thinks the same about that. Because of all my thoughts I almost hit an street light. Zayn grabs my arm and pulls me against his chest. "You have to watch out babe" he says and I blush again. God why do I keep turning red like a tomato. I think god hates me and does this to me for that reason.