ZAYN'S POV
My eyes slowly fluttered open as I felt something warm fanning against my arm. I turned my head slowly, and there she was—Ariana.
She was curled up beside me like the cute little kitten she was. Half her face was buried in the pillow and her hair was a golden mess across her cheek. Peaceful. Vulnerable. Mine.
The events of last night came rushing back like a tidal wave and the vividness of it all made my chest tighten. I had never felt anything like it before—like her.
She had trusted me with the gift of her virginity, and in that moment, I knew I would spend the rest of my life proving that she hadn't made a mistake.
I shifted slightly, careful not to disturb her sleep. She looked so small, so cute, and so sexy. My eyes scanned her face; the faint flush on her cheeks, the
