Part 4: Should I tell you?

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There was a knock on the door.

"That's the pizza." Zayn mumbled into my neck.

"I'll get it." Zayn rolls over so I could get up. I walk to the door and open it. I see a red haired boy with a zitty face and big glasses. I smile.

"That would be $17.02 please." I nod. I hand him eighteen dollars.

"Keep the change." I say politely.

"Can I have your number?" The red headed kid asked. I shook my head.

"Get out of here!" I slammed the door in his face. I set the pizza box on the living room floor and opened it revealing freshly hot, already cut, pepperoni pizza. I pulled one out and handed it to Zayn.

"Thanks sweet cheeks!" He says in a happy, girly voice.

"Your welcome sweet cheeks." I say trying to copy his voice. We both laugh.

I pull out a piece of pizza and take a bite.

We finally finish eating.

"Wanna watch a movie with me?" Zayn asked sweetly. I smiled.

"Yeah." I stand up and put the leftover pizza in the fridge. I walk back and sit next to Zayn. He starts the movie then lays in my lap. I lay down and he snuggles up in my neck again.

"I think I like you... a lot." Zayn randomly said.

"I know I like you a lot." I said confidently to Zayn. He raised his head to look at me. We both smile. He lays his head back down.

Half way through the movie, we start to fall asleep. 

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I wake up to the thunder and rain.

When Zayn and I went to sleep, he was laying on me but now, I'm laying on him. My head is on his chest and his arm is on my back. The only sound I heard was Zayn's steady breathing. I softly try getting off Zayn. He opens his eyes and grabs me by the waist.

"Don't leave.... please." I open my mouth to say something but close it.

"I-I have to go." Zayn sat up.

"Please Adrienne, I'm begging you." Zayn had a sad face on. Hopefully that wasn't his morning face. I put my hand on his cheek, he puts his hand on my hand.

I sit back on the couch.

"What's wrong?" I asked Zayn really concerned. He looked at me.

"I don't want to lose you. I'm falling for you and, it's like you don't even care." I close my eyes and sigh.

"It's not that I don't care, Zayn. It's just I'm afraid I will keep getting hurt. Yes you are a sweet, very cute guy but, that's how they all start out."

"You have to trust me." Zayn said in a sexy morning voice. "Please. I will never hurt you!" I've known Zayn for 3 or 4 days now and he is sweet and never hurt me yet.

"Fine." I said. "I'll stay." Zayn hugged me and I laughed. "But no touchy touchy!" I said through laughter. Zayn squeezed me tighter.

"I'm not touching you!" Zayn said in a little kids voice.

"Um hum sure you're not!" We both laugh. Zayn turns on the t.v. and we start to watch Jersey Shore.

"You like the boobs?" Deena said. Zayn laughed for three seconds then got serious.

"No I don't like your boobs. I like mine!" Zayn said and rubbed his.

"You don't have any!" I said laughing.

"Oh yeah." Zayn said. "Mine are bigger than yours!" I laugh.

"Doubt that!" I get off the couch and head to Zayn's bedroom. Zayn quietly follows behind me.

I lay down and he jumps on the bed.

"What are you doing sweet cheeks?" Zayn asked in a funny voice.

"Shhhh, I'm sleeping." I said when I clearly wasn't.

Zayn crawled up and laid next to me.

"You are clearly not sleeping."

"I'm trying to sleep." I said closing my eyes.

"But you just woke up." Zayn said in a surprised voice.

"I know. I'm just really tired. I never get sleep at my house but when I'm here, I'm comfortable and I can sleep. I just need an hour longer." Zayn sighed and then sniffed to make it seem like he was crying.

I scoot closer to him and put my hand on his back.

"Only an hour more." I smile.

"Thanks sweet cheeks!" I said.

"Heeeeey, that's my thing!" Zayn said in a little baby voice. I laugh.

"Not no more!"

Zayn gets out of bed and heads toward the door.

"I'm gonna be watching the time! Don't think you are gonna sleep even an hour and a minute! It's gonna be exactly an hour!" I laugh.

"Get out!" I said. He leaves and I close my eyes. After a few minutes, I'm out.

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