I woke up feeling cold and realized the French doors were open. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and walked to the patio.
I stepped out to see Zayn staring out into the night sky with his forearms rested on the railing and a cigarette in his hand.
I walked up next to him and copied his position. "Did I wake you" he asked in a plain tone, still looking out.
I admired his side profile being lit up by the moon. "No" I answered. He finally turned his head to look at me.
"What is it" I asked softly, feeling a bit insecure about it. What if I did something wrong.
He chuckled to himself and looked back out. "This is the first time I actually wonder what's going through a girls head after I sleep with her" he laughed to himself. "And I don't mean to sound like an arse but it's the truth"
"Is that a good or bad thing" I questioned.
He stayed quiet for a moment "um how do you feel?" He changed the subject, referring to my body.
"Oh um I'm fine, I'm sore but I'm fine" I slightly laughed making him smirk.
"Sorry about that" he said while trying to hide the smirk growing on his face.
"Sure you are" I joked making us chuckle.
We stood in silence for a moment before he spoke up "tonight something happened that made me realize I think about you too"
"What?" I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Well at the restaurant I was kind of rude to the lady and usually you correct me or apologize for me but all Morgan said was something about her liking when I'm bossy and I don't know I just expected, I expected... you" he turned to look at me after his ramble.
I couldn't help the smile that grew on my face but it quickly vanished "what did you tell the poor lady" I placed my head in my hands.
"Well it wasn't that rude, she asked me how I wanted my steak and I told her it was her job and to tell me what's best" he explained.
"Zayn her job is to serve you! Of course she's going to ask how you like your steak you ass!" I exclaimed.
He smiled. "What?" I asked with amusement "that's what I was waiting for" he said with a smile.
I dropped my head with a smile and suddenly I felt his arms wrap around my waist. He lifted me up and I yelped at the sudden action. He squeezed me close to his body and spun us around. I laughed while he spun us and he finally put me down.
"Are you ready for bed" I asked as he placed his forehead on mine and nudged his nose against mine.
"Mhm" he smiled, leaving a kiss on my lips.
We laid back in bed and soon drifted off to sleep.
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I woke up and let out a big yawn. I turned to face Zayn and saw him peacefully sleeping. I moved some hair out of his face and ran a hand through his hair.
I leaned in and left soft kisses on his jawline. He grumbled in his sleep and slightly shifted. I moved down and lightly kissed his neck. This time he shifted more and laid flat on his back.
I moved to softly kiss his shoulder when he woke up.
He turned his head to face to me "I was awake" he winked.
I shook my head with a smile. He grabbed my waist and pulled me on top of him so both my legs were folded on either side of his waist.
He rubbed his large hands up and down my thighs. "Good morning"
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Opening act (Z.M)
Hayran Kurgu"Mates we need an opening act" "I think we found her..." Bella, an aspiring singer working a double shift at a random restaurant in Los Angeles trying to get by Zayn Malik, all over the tabloids, a drunken mess, and a womanizer What happens when Bel...