A/N: Hey guys!
I want to tell you that this chapter contains smut :)
Well, this is the first time ever that I wrote a smut scene so... I don't know how it is..
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Jennifer's POV:
It's been two weeks since the funeral and everything seems to be going fine. Except the fact that Celine and Chris are still missing.
But I just don't want anything to do with either of them. I am happy that Celine is out of our lives. Damien tries to make it look like he isn't affected but I can see how hurt he is after what she did. He gave her his everything and she took it all away with her, breaking his heart in return.
The boys have all started looking after the working of the mafia. Even though they're still young, they're still managing it just fine and Ben seems to be really impressed.
Tristan, however, keeps telling them to do better.
And though I am one of the heirs of the mafia, I don't do shit.. Because let's be honest, everyone knows that I can't do it.
Zack is a better leader than Max, not gonna lie, and even Max agrees with this fact. But still, the final decision rests with him.
"Hey, stuffed sausage." Zack entered my room in all his glory. "Stop calling me that, you fat panda." I whined.
"A fat what?!" He looked taken aback.
"Panda." I shrugged.
"Do I look like a panda to you?"
"From which angle do you take me to be a stuffed sausage?" I stared incredulously at him. "And besides, pandas are cute." I grinned.
"But I am hot." He proudly said and leaned back on my bed in front of me, facing me, supporting his body weight on his elbow as he smirked at me.
"A hot panda?" I tilted my head.
"Seriously?" Zack gave me a blank look but I just shrugged.
A few minutes passed by in silence, as he kept staring at me. I switched my gaze from his intensely staring eyes to the window, then down at my hands and then back at him to find him still staring at me with a certain twinkle of love in his eyes and an adorable smile plastered on his face.
I shyly looked away again and I am pretty sure that I am blushing right now.
"Stop staring." I said and covered my face with my hands.
He chuckled and I peeked at him through my fingers.
"It's not my fault that you're so beautiful that I just can't keep my eyes away." He shrugged.
I grinned as I removed my hands from my face.
"So.. Uh.. Jennifer?" He started. "What is your idea of a... Perfect date?" He tried to ask casually but I could sense the nervousness in his voice.
"Why? Are you planning on taking me to one?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him and a light shade of pink took over his cheeks.
"Maybe." He said, avoiding to look at me.
"I don't really care, Zack. Whatever type it is, as long as you're with me, everything would be perfect." I said truthfully and his eyes snapped to mine, genuine smiles on both of our faces.
*****
"Oh god! Stop talking, Max! How can someone speak so much while eating?!" Charlotte glared at Max who immediately shut up, shocked by her outburst.
I snorted and Charlotte glared at me too.
"Sorry." I mumbled and continued eating my dinner.
"Hey, Isabella!" Max started again after a few minutes. Charlotte slammed her hands on the table, scaring everyone. "What the heck did you do to piss her off this much, Liam?" Max whispered to Liam. "I didn't do shit." Liam denied.
"You called for me, Max?" Isabella came.
"What is the name of our mafia?" He asked.
Hm. No one had asked about that yet.
Isabella tried containing her smile but was failing miserably. Simon came to us, hearing about Max's question and looked at his wife. "Tell them, Bella." He grinned.
"Uh.." Isabella looked at Simon who was also trying to control his smile.
"Um.. Leave it.." Max said.
"No! Uh...You should know the name." Isabella said.
"So, what is it then?"
"Well.. The name was different when your grandfather was the leader but.. Your dad changed it."
"Just tell us the name, Bella." Max whined.
"The name is.. Well.." Isabella looked nervous.
"The bubblegums." She finally said and covered her mouth as she started laughing, Simon joining her.
Charlotte and I choked on our food, Zack just gave a blank look as Liam snorted. Damien just looked at all of us while smiling widely.
"The what?" Max asked in confusion.
"We're going out. You children go to sleep after dinner." Isabella announced and dragged Simon away.
"The what?" Max asked again.
"The bubblegums, Max." I said quietly, feeling embarrassed because of dad.
"What a creative name! You're all making fun of the name but see how creative dad was while naming it." Max defended.
"Right." I said and we continued to eat.
*****
I was preparing my bed to go to sleep when someone entered the room.
"Come with me." Zack said. He was looking nervous and scratched the nape of his neck.
"Where?" I asked but a huge smile spread across my face as I saw what Zack was wearing.
He was wearing the midnight blue sweater that I had knitted for him and gifted it on his birthday. It looked perfect on him and I was feeling proud of my work.
"Just come." He took my hand and took me to the terrace.
My eyes widened as I took in the scene in front of me. The terrace was lighted up with fairy lights and candles that were all in the shape of cats. There was a table in the middle and petals of pink roses were lying everywhere around it.
"Wow." I whispered out. "Did you like it?" Zack asked.
"Are you seriously asking me that?! I love it!" I threw my arms around his torso and hugged him tightly. He chuckled while hugging me back. "An ice cream date for us." Zack smiled as we both sat down, opposite to each other.
"My favourite...coconut ice cream... You remember?" I smiled as Zack served me.
"Of course I do. I also remember about your love for cats." He said while gesturing towards the cat shaped candles.
"And what about the pink roses? How did you know that they were my favourite flowers?" I asked as I took a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth. It tasted heavenly.
"I had once heard you talking to Charlotte about it." He admitted shyly.
"And I decided to have this date here because I know that you hate crowd and here.. It's just the two of us and no one will disturb us. And also.... You like to be in simple and comfortable clothes so.. Yeah.."
I didn't say anything but my smile spoke a million words to him.
"This is perfect." I said after some time.
"I am happy that you like it."
*****
A few months have passed now and high school is soon coming to an end. And also, it's the prom today.
Zack and I have already decided not to go because I simply don't want to while the others are really excited about it.
Especially Liam and Charlotte. They had officially announced themselves as boyfriend and girlfriend a few weeks back and I was the happiest in all of us.
Max and Eric had also come out to us though I already knew about them. The others, especially Liam, were pretty shocked while Zack said that he had already suspected it. Max was on cloud nine when we had all accepted his and Eric's relationship.
Damien was really happy for all of us.
"I don't think I'll ever be able to love someone as much I love Celine, Jennifer. And even if try, I know that I will keep comparing her to Celine and that would be so unfair on her part... So it's better that I don't try." He had said when I talked to him about moving on.
I decided not to egg him more on the topic and let him live his life the way he wants because I know that none of us will ever let him feel lonely. We are all there for each other.
"Where are you lost?" Zack asked and wrapped his arms around my stomach and pressed his chest on my back, pulling me closer.
"Just thinking about us.. All of us... How we started and how we ended up the way we are today." I said as he rested his chin on my shoulder.
"It all happened because of you." He said. "If we hadn't kidnapped you, none of this would have ever happened."
I smiled as I thought about the night they'd kidnapped me. How I was sulking, watching movies and eating ice cream when Max and Liam had rang the doorbell, telling me that they were there to kidnap me.
"We are here to kidnap you."
"Uh Okay."
"Wait wait?"
"We are here to kidnap you, miss."
It seems so silly when I think about it now. I mean, that was such a weird way to kidnap someone.
It was Max's idea after all.
You're right.
I am always right.
"Jennifer." Zack said and turned me around to face him.
"We are alone in the house right now." He grinned.
"The others left already?" I asked and he nodded. "So.. What should we do?" I asked innocently.
Zack smirked and started leaning closer to me. His grip around my waist tightened as our lips were just inches apart. "How about we have some fun?" He spoke against my lips, in a suggestive tone, making a shiver run down my spine.
I blushed and pulled away from him. He tried to hold me again but I grinned and started running away from him. "Catch me if you can." I yelled as he started chasing after me. "Are you challenging me?" He amused as we both ran around the house.
The otherwise empty house, echoed with the sounds of our chuckles and laughs as we continued our chasing game.
I quickly ran inside Zack's room but forgot to lock the door and when I went to do just that, he entered, with his signature smirk.
Zack pushed the door around with his foot and locked it, not looking away from my eyes. "Where will you go now?" He slowly came towards me, like a predator towards its prey and pinned me to the wall as I let him.
He placed his left hand on my cheek while the other moved inside my tank top, caressing the skin on my back. "So soft." He whispered, eyes still locked with mine.
His thumb traced my bottom lip, as I slightly parted my lips and he thrusted his index and middle finger inside my mouth. His lips attacked my neck as he lustfully sucked my skin and bit my neck. He added another finger in my mouth and pulled me even closer with his other hand. His lips parted as he allowed his tongue to glide and lick the skin on my neck. I was in a world of pure bliss when he peppered me with soft and gentle kisses all over my neck.
He took in a portion of my skin in between his teeth before lightly biting down on it. I moaned against his fingers and he removed them from my mouth, using both of his hands to pull me by my waist as he helped me to lock my legs around his waist.
He pressed his lips on mine, kissing me with a passion that seemed out of this world. He thrusted his tongue inside my mouth as he devoured me. Both of us were there in his room, but at the same time, we weren't. We were in our own world of pure ecstasy, feeling each other, kissing each other, loving each other.
He moved us towards his bed and gently laid me down, his body on top of mine. I ruffled his hair as we deepened the kiss, not wanting to let go of each other.
Zack finally pulled away, breathing heavily as his eyes clouded with lust and love. My own, reflecting the same emotions.
He helped me in getting rid of my tank top, leaving me just in my bra and shorts beneath him.
Any sense of insecurity that might have made its way in my mind, was diminished when Zack kissed my cleavage, making me feel a weird sensation down there. "You're so beautiful, Jennifer. So damn beautiful." He muttered and slowly rubbed his cheek against mine, ever so sensually. He dived in to attack my neck again, moving down to my collar bone and then finally kissing the top of my breasts. He licked the skin there before using his teeth for the action of biting and leaving a mark there for only his eyes to see. I shivered in pleasure and let out a low moan which encouraged him to do the same on other areas of my breasts.
His hands moved behind my back, to unclasp my bra as chills ran down my spine. After unclasping the hook, he slowly and sensually slid the strap of my bra down my shoulder with his mouth.
"Do you want to do this, Jennifer?" Zack asked in a gentle voice.
I nodded as I was left half naked in front of him.
He smiled and then bent down to kiss the tip of my breasts, making that same sensual sensation return to the pit of my stomach.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yes, Zack." I said in a more frustrated voice.
I tugged on his shirt and helped him in getting rid of it, after which, he removed his jeans, only left in his boxers.
He first removed my shorts and then my underwear, leaving me completely naked in front of him. He pinned my hands above my head on the bed and intertwined our fingers as he fiercely started kissing me. I bit his lower lip, causing him to moan and deepen the kiss.
He pulled away and both of us were breathing heavily, with swollen lips as we started into each other's eyes.
"We don't have to do this if you're not ready, Jennifer... We can wait... I can wait, darling." Zack cupped my cheek and gently rubbed it.
"I am ready, Zack. Really." I assured him.
"Alright then." He got up and removed his boxers, went near a drawer and put on a condom.
"Why do you have it in your drawer?" I asked with a raised eyebrow as he took his position on top of me again. "Just thought it might come useful someday." He smirked.
"Will it hurt?" I asked nervously as I took in his size.
Holy shit, he was big!
"A little... We don't have to this if y-"
I shut him up by grabbing his face in between my hands and kissing him feverishly. Zack smirked against my lips and then placed his knee in between my thighs, parting my legs apart.
I clutched the sheets on my sides, preparing myself for the painful pleasure. Zack kept his hands on the sides of my body and pushed his length inside me, making me gasp and clutch the sheets even more tightly. He slowly started pumping in and out of me and I shut my eyes closed, letting a few tears escape.
Zack kissed my tears away as he started going faster and harder. "If you want me to stop, just tell me and I will." He said and I just nodded.
My hands found their way around his neck to his shoulder blades, my nails digging into his skin as the room filled with the noises of his groans and my moans. "Look at me, Jennifer. I want you to look at me. Open your eyes, love."
I did as he asked me to and stared right into a pair of beautiful light brown eyes who reflected nothing but love in them. Love for me and only me. A few strands of his hair were fallen upon his eyes.
Zack made sure to be gentle with me before picking up his pace. The feel of his touch and the soothing sound of his voice as he talked to me made me get completely lost in him.
Only the thought of him roamed freely in my mind as we made love to each other. His soft kisses on my body and the tickles his silky hair left on my body while doing so, made me enter into a bubble of ecstasy.
"Zack" I moaned loudly as his thrusts became faster and he started pushing all of his length inside me. My nails dug deeper into his skin but that didn't seem to affect him at all.
We spent the entire day making love. Just relishing in the feel and presence of each other. The love that the two of us felt for one another was radiating off of us, hitting us right in the heart. In this moment, he was mine and I was his. We breathed for each other and we lived for each other. The number of rounds we did, didn't matter. The passion and the lust which had completely dissolved into love was what we relished.
Zack thrusted inside me one last time as we both reached our orgasm and he collapsed on top of me. "You're shivering." I told him and he rested his head on my chest, listening to the beats of my racing heart.
"I love you, Jennifer." He said while slowly rubbing small circles on my stomach with his thumb. "I love you too, Zack." I said and started playing with his hair.
We stayed in the same position for some time and then he pulled out, making me wince.
"Are you Okay? Did I hurt you?" He asked in a worried tone. I smiled at him and shook my head. "I am fine. The pain is worth the pleasure." He returned my smile and helped me in getting up. "Let'a take a shower."
"Together?" I asked and he chuckled. "Why not." He grinned.
I got up from the bed as a shot of pain hit me. "Damn, Zack. Why are you so big?!" I said, being annoyed with the way that I had to limp even though he was supporting my body weight.
"Didn't you like it?" He chuckled, making me blush.
Zack left the bathroom before me to change the sheets and I found myself wearing his sweatpants and t shirt.
I walked out of the bathroom, desperately trying not to show my limp but of course, lying on the bed, without a shirt, he noticed it right away and smirked.
"What are you smirking for?!" I asked in annoyance. He just opened his arms for me and I joined him on the bed, resting my head on his chest, with his arms securely wrapped around me.
"Well.. That was.." I trailed off, not knowing how to complete the sentence.
"Amazing? Magnificent? Professionally practiced? " He offered and I nodded with a blush.
"I know." He proudly said.
"You know, you're the girl I want to marry one day." He said and my head snapped up to look at him. "W-what?" I stuttered, already feeling flustered.
"I just love you so much, Jennifer. But I understand it if you.. Like.. You know.. Find someone better than me.. I would be fine with it... I love you enough to let you go." He said in a low voice.
I cupped his cheek before speaking. "I would be a fool to ever leave you for anyone else." I said and laid my head on his chest again, listening to his heart beat as I drifted off into the land of dreams.