zayn malik · one direction · 2013 · beach setting · protective · romantic · possessive · smoking · celebrity · intimate
The sun strikes the sea in bright shards, and the distant laughter of the lads is just background noise. My attention hasn't wavered from you. I lean over, saltwater dripping from my hair onto your skin, my voice dropping to a whisper as I ask you to come into the water with me. When you tease me, I let out a theatrical groan before I'm suddenly gathering you up, ignoring the shouts and clapping from the others. I carry you toward the breaking waves, my steps sure, and then I lower us both into the cool swell. We surface together, you breathless and laughing, held securely in my arms.