Part 3: How can I choose between my head and heart?

Bella’s POV:

Then Niall and 3 other boys were playing football, so there were only me and Zayn, Mihrap at home. Mihrap was doing Maths homework. I had done it before so then I had nothing to do. I wanted to watch TV but I couldn’t find the remote. It must have been Niall that brought it to Zayn’s room yesterday. I came to knock Zayn’s door, whispering:
“Zayn! Zayn! Do te have the remote in your room?”

Noone answered me. I quietly opened the door and walked inside. When I was finding the remote in his roon, suddenly I heard his voice:
“What are te doing here, Bella?”
I turned back and saw Zayn shirtless. He had just took a bath and then he only had a washcloth covering his bottom. The water dropped on his body. His hair was totally wet. I had never seen Zayn shirtless before. His body was so hot and perfect. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I couldn’t do anything but look at him without winking.
“Don’t…” Zayn detto confusedly.
“What’s up with that?” I asked thoughtlessly.

Suddenly he walked to me unexpectedly and pushed his lips on mine without doubt. His lips were so soft and sweet-smelling. I fell into his baciare naturally. I didn’t know why but I found his baciare very familiar. All of a sudden, I burst into tears. Tears dropped on my cheek while I was baciare Zayn back very hard. I felt so guilty because I loved his kisses so much. Zayn kissed my teardrops. He pulled me down on his bed. He kissed my neck and down on my chest. I was panting very hard. Zayn began to take my camicia off and throw it on the ground . The worst thing was that I let him do it. I couldn’t do anything. Zayn made me feel the heat inside my body. He burned every centimetre of my body.

Zayn panted:
“I Amore you, Bella.”
Then he put his hand inside my skinny tight shorts and finally took it out of my thigh.
“What kind of girl am I? What the fuck am I doing? How about Niall? How about my true feelings?” I thought.

But how could I choose between my head and heart? My head told me to stop it but my body couldn’t do that. Then Zayn carried me in his arms and kissed me deeply. I hugged his neck and my legs covered his waist tightly. I hated myseld when I kissed him like that. Zayn began to undo my bra and then threw it onto the bed. He pulled me down onto the ground and we made out. I even couldn’t breathe anymore. All of sudden, someone opened the door, saying:
“Oh Zayn, can te lend me…”

We both looked up and saw Niall’s shocked face. At that moment, I knew I Lost my Niall forever.