Your P.O.V
Me: you promised not to hurt me, to always protect me, and to do everything
you could to keep me happy. I guess that was a lie wasnʼt it.
Zayn: No of course not, I stand by my word. I donʼt know why your angry but
Iʼm sorry. You know I would never hurt you on purpose.
I started to get very angry. He was calming me down and I was pushing him
away from me, screaming at him to leave me alone and get out of my face.
Zayn: Calm down… stop shouting, You will wake the neighbors up. You are
over reacting Y/N!!
Me: Over reacting! I screamed I am not over reacting. This is over reacting. I
took the glass that was on the table and tossed it across the room, as the
glass spread everywhere, one little piece of glass cut my hand open.
Zayn: Oh my god! Your bleeding.
Me: I donʼt care, I could fucking careless if I even bleed to death.
Zayn: Show me you hand.
Me: No, get off me.
Zayn: Y/N stop being stubborn and show me your hand, you are bleeding
too much, maybe itʼs a deep serious cut.
Me: Oh, like you care, you know what! I can take care of myself I donʼt need
you… and no matter how deep this cut is, you have cut me even deeper.
I said that, and felt the tears filling my eyes, I knew I didnʼt mean those
words that I said, but I was too angry to care about what I was saying. His
face expression went from worried and sorry to angry and frustration.
Zayn: That is it, come with me now!!
His voice was demanding, and I could see in his eyes that he has had
enough of my screaming, and stubbornness. As I was about to answer him,
he didnʼt wait for me to answer, he took me by the wrist very tightly and
roughly, and lead the way upstairs to the master bedroom. He was walking
very fast and I was trying to walk the other way because I didnʼt want to go
with him anywhere. He turned around, and his face was so close to mine I
felt his warm breath on my face. He looked me straight in the eyes and said.
Zayn: What has gone into you. Are you crazy? What in the hell is so
important that you have to hurt yourself and bleed for it. You think that, that
girl is worth all of this? That she is worthy of us fighting? Why donʼt you trust
me? I was just being polite ok,.. she was drunk and needed a ride home.
Nothing happened. I took her home, and helped her to her house, and as I
was about to leave she kissed me, and thanked me, that was it. Do you
really think I would cheat on you. I love you so much babe, I would never
cheat on you, ever. You mean the world to me, and Iʼd rather die before
hurting you, or be a reason to see tears in your eyes.
At first I was still struggling to get his hand off my wrist, and I was pushing
him off me. I was crying and shouting, until he started to explain himself I felt
so bad, and ashamed that I suspected him, but I mean what was I suppose
to think, he came home late, and had lipstick on his cheek, and women
perfume all over his shirt. When I tried to talk to him and ask him about it, he
ignored me and told me it was nothing. I was not about to let it go that easily.
The girl was not worth us fighting, but what was worth fighting for was my
love for him. I loved him too much to let there be any secrets between us.
Me: let go of my hands Zayn. Now !!
So as I was crying and shouting, I managed to get his hand of my wrist, and
push him away. I ran to the door to get out, he then held me by my shirt and
pulled me away, the impact was so hard that I actually fell to the floor, and
my shirt was ripped in half. I tried to get up, but before I could even cover
myself up, he jumped on top of me and ripped off whatever was left of my
shirt. As I was hitting him and kicking him away he tied my hands to the bed
with my shirt and put his hand on my mouth so I wouldnʼt scream. I looked at
him with a stare full of anger, and confusion. But he read my eyes differently,
he saw wariness and lust. And the truth was that my eyes said all those
combined. He looked at me and said.
Zayn: I am going to uncover your mouth now, donʼt yell or I will cover it again
and this time I wonʼt be gentle.
He then uncovered my mouth, he hesitated a little whether he should or not,
but uncovered my mouth anyways.
Me: I hate you so much… (I cried) Zayn I am going to kill you if you donʼt get
off of me. (I shouted)
He ignored the fact that I told him that I hated him.
Zayn: I told you if you yelled or shouted I werenʼt going to be so gentle and
you brought it on to yourself. And as far as I'm concerned youʼre the one on
the bottom tied up not me, so you killing me is the last thing on my mind right
now.
With every word he said his grip got tighter and tighter, and as he was
talking he came closer and closer to my face I could smell his minty breath
on my face. Until he came close enough to my ear and said.
Zayn: I warned you.
As I was about to say something he covered my mouth again, but very hard
this time. He then looked me straight in the eyes and his stare said it all, I
knew at that moment what was about to happen. He then took off his t-shirt
in a very roughly way and tossed it across the room. he unzipped his pants
and took them off and was almost completely naked with only his Calvin
Klein boxers on. He was biting his lip. I knew when he bites his lips it either
means heʼs nervous or he is excited. The truth was that Zayn was never that
gentle when it comes to sex, he told me that he liked it rough, but I had
never experienced sex before, for I was a virgin. His body was so sexy and
masculine, and the lights on him added to his sexiness. He then grabbed me
by my hair and pulled my head up so I was now facing him. He then asked
me with a very teasing smile and a cheeky look.
Zayn: Soft or rough ?
Of course he didnʼt expect me to answer, because he had my mouth
covered, he was just teasing me. All of a sudden I felt his warm hand all over
my body just touching me and squeezing me. I closed my eyes refusing to
show any sign of pleasure, when the truth was that I was very turned on. I
was pulling all my muscles together, and not letting myself get turned on
more. I hear him ordering me to open my eyes and look at him. While he
said that he was still touching me, he was near my breasts. I ignored what
he said and still had my eyes closed, and all of a sudden he grabbed my
boobs very hard and squeezed them pretty tight forcing me to open my eyes
and hum screaming. He giggled and said.
Zayn: I told you to open them didnʼt I, but you wanna play tough. Fine then
donʼt worry, trust me weʼre just getting started. (he smiled cheekily)
I shook my head saying no, and he shook his head cheekily smiling saying.
Zayn: oh yeah…
He then held my bra from the middle and ripped it in half, making my boobs
jiggle all over. My face turned red as blood. He grabs my boobs and starts
massaging them roughly around, leaning on top of me marking traces of
kisses from my jawline down to my neck, and shoulders. Leaving love bites
everywhere he had kissed. He starts kissing down from my shoulders to my
boobs, it was a mix of kisses and bites. He knew I had never had sexual
intercourse before, and that all of this was new to me. He continues by
licking my nipples making them very hard. At this time I was very wet, and a
loud moan had escaped my mouth, I felt myself dripping. My stomach felt as
hard as a rock. As he was licking my boobs he continued down to my
stomach giving me a little bite mark under my breast. His hand trail down to
my panties, while the other one is still covering my mouth, and he starts to
rub me roughly through the fabric. I moan against his touch, not knowing that
he can hear my moans. He said as he felt through my underwear.
Zayn: Ohhh you like that, you dirty girl. You are already wet.
At this point I was too weak and turned on to push him away or even stop
him, I actually didnʼt want him to stop. He then continued rubbing me but this
time not through the fabric. His big hand was in my panties, and his thumb
was massaging my clit around and around, with that I couldnʼt take it
anymore I was so close to climaxing, and he felt that too, so he stopped and
looked up at me and said.
Zayn: I am going to untie you, now you be a good girl and donʼt make this
even harder on yourself.
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Listening to his sexy demanding voice I nodded yes with my head.
He untiesme and uncovers my mouth. I breathed heavily, he then picked me up a
threw me on the bed violently. He looked at me surprised that I wasnʼt
fighting back anymore. I wanted to tell him not to stop and to continue what
he was doing, but before I opened my mouth to say a word, he takes off my
underwear, and starts fingering me. I moan and held on to the bed sheets
pretty tight and hard. I felt his rock hard d*ck on my leg through his boxers. I
was thinking about how much it was gonna hurt when he thrusts inside of
me. And then suddenly he shoves two fingers in me making me groan in
pain and pleasure, as he was licking me up and down his finger were going
deeper and faster, I scream saying.
Me: Iʼm about to cum!!!
Zayn: Well, you better hold it in.
Me: I canʼt hold it in any longer!!!
Zayn: Hold It, I said…
I screamed holding it in, he takes off his boxers and his erect d*ck hits his
stomach, I had never seen his penis before, and I was shocked to see how
big it was. As I was screaming he held me by the neck and put me in a
submission position, making him in control of everything, he then leans on
me, and whispers in my ear.
Zayn: Scream my name if this hurts.
Me: If what hurts? (I ask very innocently)
Zayn: This.!!
Without warning he thrusts into me as hard and violently as he possibly
could, and I scream in both pain and pleasure. But mostly pain of losing my
virginity to a very big d*ck and roughly like that. He then thrusts himself into
me again not letting me adjust to his size or even giving me time to breath
saying.
Zayn: I canʼt hear you… that was not loud enough, I donʼt think the
neighbors heard you. Try that again.
He sends shivers down my spine, with his commanding voice, I always liked
when he took control and was very bossy. The thrust was so hard it sent
waves of sensation of desire to my whole body, making me scream his
name out loud. Stuttering saying.
Me: Ohh oh m-my g-oood Z-aayn.!!!!!
Zayn: Louder! (he demanded)
He grips my thighs very tightly and pounds himself into me senselessly. He
then starts thrusting faster and faster, deeper and deeper, harder and
harder, till the tears filled my eyes as I screamed in pleasure and orgasmed
to his name, suddenly he screamed my name filling me with his cum he
orgasmed to my name too. And just when I thought it was over he starts
thrusting again violently this time kissing me, not breaking the kiss he was
thrusting very hard, I break our tongue wet kiss and moan to him.
Me: Please slow down Zayn.
Zayn: I dare you to say that again.
He filled his hand with my hair saying that. I then swallowed my pride and
didnʼt say anything, just digging my nails in him, and scratching his back as
hard as his thrusts in me. Probebly leaving nail marks all over his back. As
he patched a bunch of wet kisses on my breasts he thrusts a hard thrust
hitting my G- spot applying an overwhelming amount of pressure, my body
couldnʼt take it anymore forcing me to arch my back, as I orgasm to his
name once again. His thrusts get sloppy and slow, as he thrusts two or three
more times before pulling out of me and collapsing to the bed beside me ,
panting out of breath whispering in my ear.
Zayn: I love you baby girl.
I turn facing him, he kisses my forehead and me out of breath I say.
Me: I love you more sweetheart. Iʼm so glad I lost it to you.
He then pulls out his arm making room for me, we were spooning.
Zayn: Iʼm very sorry if I was rough on you, hope it didnʼt hurt a lot.
Me: Donʼt worry sweetheart pain is pleasure. Besides nothing I couldnʼt
handle.
Zayn: Oh yeah, well hope you can handle whatʼs coming to you next time.
He kissed my shoulder as I smiled cheekily, then we fell asleep spooning.