Zayn's POV
Me and Harry rushed up the stairs. I dragged him to the closest room I could find and go at him.
He embraced me in several kisses, and practicality sucked my face off. I pinned him against the wall and he lets out a loud moan.
"G-Give it to me Zayn!" He moans out.
So with that said I stripped my clothes off and he jerks my trousers off.
We both breathe heavily, he throws his shoes, and I strip him completely.
I run into this brace on his ribs and I throw it across the room.
I scanned his body."Damn you look so sexy, I am about to own you."
"Go on ahead!"
I threw him on the bed, and jump on top of him."Oh, Zayn you bad boy.."
He moans out.
I begin to finger him and he yells out. Then I heaved into his neck.
I squeezed his nipple and go at it. I placed kisses and bite marks all over his neck, then make my way down.
"For goodness sakes Zayn let me top!"
"Alright if you can handle it!" I said as we switched positions.
"Show me what you got curly." I blurt out.
He intertwined his legs with mine and he make waves on the bed like an ocean.
"That's all you've got?" I asked.
"No. You just wait."
He lunges into my mouth and kisses me deeply making are toughs intertwine and I caress his curls.
"Yes Zayn!!" He exclaimed out.
He nuzzles into my neck and makes small bite marks appear, then I grabbed him and I topped him again.
"Alright, have you ever heard of the tornado?"
He breathes heavily and deeply then shakes his head."N-No."
I gave him a sexual smirk the then wrapped both my arms around his waist.
"Well you're about to find out!"
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AN: This chapter was named after one of the verses in One Direction Stockholm Syndrome, I absolutely love that song!!!
So this was a really short chapter, but I'll try to make the next chapters a bit longer.
Thanks Again for Reading! 😊❤️