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Last One Standing

Chapter Thirty Eight

“Zayn? Is that you?”

“Yeah Babe!” I yelled through my flat. A sweet smell roamed through the air and wafted through my nose. Haley went flying from around the corner of the kitchen and she looked absolutely adorable. Her hair was in a really messy bun and it looked like she had been wiping sweat off of her face because she had what I was guessing flour smeared across half of her forehead and down her cheek. I couldn’t help but smile goofily at her. She came running towards me with the same stupid smile and literally jumped into my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I caught the bum of her sweatpants. That’s one thing that I loved about her. She could wear anything and still look beautiful. Her sweats hung tastefully low and her tank top showed half way to her belly button, but she didn’t care. Everything about her was beautiful.

“What’s that smell? Are you baking something?” All that she could do was smile at me with her bright, white smile. She nodded her head vigorously, obviously proud of her work. Her eyes followed my hand as I reached up to wipe away the extra flower with my middle finger. Still holding onto me with her legs, she took the hand that had just touched her face in both of her hands. Without hesitation, she started at the base of my finger and let her tongue trace up the underside to the tip. She then sucked the flour off of the end of my finger, her eyes never once leaving mine. Her tongue lingered on the tip of my finger before she pecked me on the lips and wiggled free from my grip. Landing swiftly on the floor, she held my eyes for a second more and then turned and danced towards the kitchen, and then I noticed that there was music ringing through the house. I followed her and the music got louder as we got closer to the kitchen:

Well it’s not a homeless life for me,
It’s just I’m home less than I’d like to be.
Yeah it’s not a homeless life for me,
It’s just I’m home less than I’d like to be.

I stood against the door frame and watched as Haley pulled some cookies out of the oven and the sweet scent only got stronger. I couldn’t help but have and ear to ear smile on my face as she sang along to Ed Sheeran, not being able to carry two notes in the chorus. She didn’t seem to care though. The music danced through the kitchen as she danced around with it, taking the cookies off of the trey they were baking on and putting them on wax paper that was spread out over the counter. Then I noticed how many there were. We had an island in the middle of the kitchen just like Harry and Lou did, but the only difference was that ours was covered in cookies.

Coming up behind her, I wrapped my arms around her and she instantly melted into me. She had done so since she told me everything at her apartment the other night. We hadn’t really seriously fooled around or anything. I was going to let her make the first move when she felt comfortable; that tactic seemed to be working pretty well today. I kissed her neck and we rocked lightly as we stood there, looking at her days work. “Why did you make all of these?”

“You know, I’m not really sure.” She shook her head slightly, furrowing her eyebrows together. I laughed into her shoulder at her pointless activity, but it seemed to bring her joy, so I was happy that she was happy.

“Well, what kind of cookies are they?” Haley went around pointing to each section like a small child.

“Well, I started off with chocolate chip and I made a few batches of those. Then, I got bored with those, so I switched to M&M ones, and then I ran out of M&M’s so I just made sugar cookies for awhile. Then I decided that no one likes sugar cookies that much so I started putting Hershey kisses on the top of them. Then, I decided that I could do something else with the sugar ones so I went to the store and bought some icing and started decorating them and I was done decorating and I remembered these cookies that my mom and I used to make and that brings us to the banana nut cookies.” I laughed at how excited she was about her daily project and she didn’t seem to care because she started laughing to. Then, she stopped abruptly, her face going deathly serious. “Don’t laugh at me, or you don’t get any.” She crossed her arms over her chest and began tapping her foot. I made my face just as serious.

“Oh really?” With that, I grabbed one of the cookies with orange icing and ran out of the kitchen, her having to run around the island that sat in between us. I made it to the couch before letting her catch up to me, but not before I took a giant bite out of the cookie. I sat down on the couch and she slumped down into me, grabbing the remote.

“You’re childish.” Dipping my finger into the icing, I put a dollop on her nose and she squealed, jumping up from the couch. She wiped it off of her face.

“Damn right I am.” I laughed and before long, I could see the smirk starting to rise on her face. She disappeared through the kitchen door and returned with not the cookie, but the left over container of icing. Coming up behind me, I was expecting some sort of pay back, but nothing like what she actually did. Two fingers on each of her hands came around to the front of my face and rubbed across my cheeks, giving me what I imagine looked like war paint. I thought that it was over, but then I felt her hands in my hair. Oh hell no. Jumping from the couch, I looked back to see that she was smiling at me with testiness in her eyes. “Really? My hair?” Game over, I was getting out of this now. I started walking away and I could hear her laughing from behind me.

Turning on the water, I closed the door so that it was only slightly ajar. My shirt came off before I tugged down my jeans and boxers at the same time, just wanting to get this shit out of my hair. I put my shampoo in my hair and watched as it turned purple, running down my body. Closing my eyes to wash the rest off of me, I jumped, feeling two small arms wrap around my waist. I turned in the shower to find a smiling, very naked Haley standing with me. I took a second to scan over her body before letting my eyes fill with question. She rolled hers before responding.

“I know how you get about your hair…”

“And?”

“And I felt bad, so I came to help wash it out.” She gave me a falsely genuine smile; I knew that she didn’t feel bad for one second.

“Fine,” without further argument, I picked her up and her legs wrapped around my bare waist. I grabbed the bottle of conditioner that smelled the best and she put some of it in her hand before massaging it through my hair. I could feel a moan pushing against my chest as she tugged on my wet hair; maybe this whole touching the hair thing wasn’t such a bad idea. She squirmed a little bit and that’s when I realized that I had a hard and it was definitely pressing against her. A slight blush rose on Haley’s cheek as she grabbed some body wash and spread it over my chest before she went to start massaging my shoulders with it. My fingertips brushed down her sides and across the back of her thighs, she shivered and her finger nails left red trails lightly down my chest.

Putting her back on her feet, I spun her around so that my chest was pressed flush with her back. She tilted her head to the side, encouraging my face to fill the space. Teasing her, I instead put some of the body wash that she had brought over into my hand. It smelled sweet and I knew that it was Bath and Bodyworks. I rubbed it over her shoulders and her back before letting the water wash it away. I then closed the gap again and rubbed the body wash up and down her sides, then wrapping my arms around her waist and doing the same to the rest of her body.

There was nothing left of the body wash except for its scent, but we didn’t stop the contact. She had gotten a hold of my neck and again tilted her head to the side, so I didn’t tease her this time. I started with my lips where her neck met her shoulder. She hummed in satisfaction but then quickly hissed when I sunk my teeth in. I licked over the sore spot and then kissed up her neck and just under her ear. I moaned as her hand reached back and intentionally brushed against my hard and then rubbed down the front of my thigh. Is this really what she wanted? My hands roamed her sides and then headed for her stomach. They rested there and tightened, holding her in place as she writhed at a particular grip that I had on her neck. Once I had released her, my hands continued moving down her sides. One of them stopped to trace over the scar on her side before they both got to her hip bones. Goose bumps raised on her skin as I used only the pads of my fingers to trace down to where her panty line would be. They then shifted direction and went between her thighs, carefully teasing her.

Before I knew what was happening, she was shivering, but I was pretty sure that it wasn’t from me, and then I felt the cold water that ran past her and hit me. After quickly reaching around her to turn off the water, I grabbed a couple of towels and handed her one before stepping out of the shower to wrap a towel around me as well.

After our shower event, I had gone to playing games on my phone and she had gone to checking her email. Growing bored, I grabbed my guitar out of the corner of the room and started strumming out a few cords. Haley turned her head slightly, obviously getting distracted. I played out a few more before she stopped what she was doing all together to listen to me. When I looked up and noticed, I quit playing rather abruptly.

“What were you playing?” She looked deep in thought, her hand cupping her chin as she leaned against the arms rest. I stood up and held my hand out to her. She was wearing one of my baggy t shirts and looked rather sexy in it actually.

“I’ll only tell you if you dance with me again.” Not hesitating as much this time as she had the time before, she took my extended hand and I pulled her to her feet. This time, she wouldn’t stand on my feet, but instead kept stepping on my toes each time she messed up. I would laugh, but she just kept getting more and more frustrated.

“Haley, Haley. Just feel the beat.” With that, I started humming. The song was normally fast paced, but I improvised a way to make it slow down a little. Before long, the hums became words and Haley’s feet began to move right in step with them:

She sneaks out in the middle of the night,
Tight dress with the top cut low.
She’s addicted to the feeling of letting go.

She walks in and the room just lights up,
But she don’t want anyone to now,
That I’m the only one who gets to take her home.

But every time I tell her that I want more,
She closes the door.

She’s not afraid of all the attention.
She’s not afraid to run me wild.
How come she’s so afraid of falling in love?

She’s not afraid of scary movies.
She likes the way we kiss in the dark,
But she’s just so afraid of falling in love.

Maybe she’s just trying to test me,
Wanna see how hard I’m gonna work,
Wanna see if I can really tell how much she’s worth.

Maybe all her friends have told her,
Don’t get closer he’ll just break your heart.

But either way she sees in me and it’s just so hard

‘Cause every time I tell her how I feel
She says it’s not real.
She’s not afraid of all the attention.
She’s not afraid to run me wild.
How come she’s so afraid of falling in love?

She’s not afraid of scary movies.
She likes the way we kiss in the dark,
But she’s just so afraid of falling in love.

What about all the things we say,
Staying up to talk so late.
I can’t let her get away from me.

When I say that I can’t take it no more,
She’s back in my door.

She’s not afraid of all the attention.
She’s not afraid to run me wild.
How come she’s so afraid of falling in love?

She’s not afraid of scary movies.
She likes the way we kiss in the dark,
But she’s just so afraid of falling in love.

She’s not afraid.
She’s not afraid.

Notes

Sorry everyone. I've been studying for exams these past couple of days and still managed to pull together a chapter for my beautiful fans (is it cool if I call you that?)! So, I only had to study for one exam and it took me three days to write your chapter... so I'm surprising you guys with a... DOUBLE UPDATE! I'll get to posting!
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xoxo Hannah <3

Comments

so in love with this one !!! update soon!!!

@HannahBanana16
nope, sorry I'm terrible at that hahahahahah! I like the title already, do you know when you're going to update?

@abear44

any ideas on what my new title should be?

I'M SO OBSESSED PLEASE UPDATE SOON!!!! <3333

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