His room is big, like you could fit an entire apartment in his room. He's got a TV in the corner and a glass door that leads out to a garden. His bed is huge, you could fit an entire family on it. I move over to the TV cabinet. Cd's are stacked on the one side where the other side has dvd's. In the bottom there is an xbox with a mountain of games behind it.

I almost walked into him turning around. Being so close to him made me nervous. He placed his hand on my shoulder and slide it down to my hand while his other hand made its way to my hip. Everywhere his hand touches makes my skin burn. He kissed me with the same passion when we entered his house but this time it was more urgent. He moves his hand up to my neck causing my skin to break out in goose bumps. He moved his lips to my neck and I can feel the next wave of goose bumps rising. I could feel his lips smirk against my skin as moves closer to kiss.

I place my hands at the back of his neck. I pull him closer to take in as much of him as possible. Please, don't stop. He moves his hands down my shirt and start pulling at the hem. Wait what? No please stop abstinence is key. But it feels so good. I drop my hands to try and stop him.

"Zayn please stop." The words come out weak. He keeps on kissing my neck and moved his lips back to my mouth. "Zayn please."

He finally pulls away. He came closer again but only this time he placed his forehead against mine. "It's okay. I'll wait for you."

"Thank you." I sounded breathless.

"Besides I still have to show you my favourite room."

"And which room is this?"

"Come along I'll show you."

We move to the end of the hallway and Zayn came to a halt in front of the closed door. He turned to me.

"This is my expression room." He moved forward and opened the door.

Graffiti covered the walls. It is so beautiful.

"Zayn, what is this?"

"I spray paint my feelings and thoughts on the wall. I express myself."

"It's beautiful. It's so you."

"Thanks. I feel free when I am in here."

I move closer to the wall and run my fingers over the words.

"You are the first person I have ever brought in here."

"Why me?"

"I don't know. I guess I trust you."

"Well I am flattered."

"Come on, we still have to get something to eat and we have to go and see your apartment."

"Okay, but you probably want to unload your bags from the car first."

"I was wondering whether I forgot something. What would I do without you?"

"I honestly don't know."

He dropped his bags in the living room and we made our way to the take away place around the corner. After picking up our order we made our way over to my apartment.

We arrived at my apartment but what I saw wasn't exactly what I was expecting.

"Zayn? What is this?"

"Why. What's wrong?"

"This isn't an apartment, it's a house."

"Okay. Your point?"

"I can't accept this."

"Well too bad. It's already yours."

"Zayn I..."

"Please Ivanna. I want you to have it. I haven't given you anything and today is our 1 month anniversary."

"A necklace or a box of chocolates would've been fine. Wait... it's our anniversary today?"

"Yep. Wait did you forget?"

I bury my head in my jacket. "Maybe."

Zayn pokes my side. "Ivanna?"

"I'm sorry. I was so stressed out about the whole dad and flying thing I totally forgot."

He pokes me again. "Seriously?"

"Sorry baby." He starts full on tickling me. "Zayn please stop."

I open the door and get out to catch my breath. He came around the car and I put up my hands defensively. He backs away putting his hands up in surrender.

"I saw what you did to Louis. Please don't hurt me."

"Then hand over the key and no one will get hurt." I playfully make a gun with my fingers.

"Of course, please take the key and don't shoot."

We laugh in unison and he moves over to the door to open it.

I got my bags from the car and enter the place, my place. More surprises waited for me inside.

"Where did the furniture come from?"

"O that. My decorator was here with mom. They furnished the house with everything you will need."

I was so overwhelmed. "Thank you Zayn."

"I told you, I would do anything for you."