Caitlyn's pov.
Zayn's kiss was toxic, everything I should avoid, but somehow, it drew me in, and I sank into it, letting it consume me.
My hand flew to the back of his head as his body pressed against mine in violent possession. I couldn't help but moan into his mouth as his hands tightened around my waist.
He was just about to push the door to my room open when his phone rang loudly, forcing us to break the breathtaking kiss. He stared at me, looking deshelved, like he had just fought a battle, and then dug his fingers into his hair.
“Don't ignore me ever again.” He panted, digging out his phone with his eyes still fixed on me. I nodded slowly, gliding my tongue along my lower lip.
“Go downstairs and have dinner.” He ordered again and as if he had used mind control on me, I heade
