ZAYN’S POV
The morning light poured in through the window as I lay on my back, my chest rising and falling steadily as my eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling like it had answers. But it didn’t.
Yeah, you already know what I’m talking about.
Even after hours of lying there, going over last night over and over again, my damn mind just wouldn’t stop replaying what happened.
The kiss.
Her lips.
The way she completely let herself go in my arms like she’d…trusted me.
And I just had to ruin it.
I pinched my eyes in frustration, trying to forget the whole thing, but the memories just wouldn’t let me be. I vividly remembered the way her body pressed against mine, the faint shiver that ran through her when I touched her and the barely audible sound she made when I deepened the kiss...
“Damn it
