Canvas - Z.M

Chapter 32

"How am I alive, when I feel dead inside?" - Me. 

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These last few days have been perfect. By perfect, I mean perfect.

It's like a weight had been lifted off Zayns shoulders now that those three little words had been released.

He's changed. Zayn's more, affectionate.

I smile at the thought.

I don't know what it is, but I can't get enough of how touchy and loveable he's being lately.

I didn't thnk it was possible, but I feel like I've fallen for him all over again.

"Can you please stop day dreaming?! I'm trying to share stories with you." Eleanor, my lovely friend, Eleanor.

If I could find any subject that will at least stop her from talking, I would have said it an hour ago. But on she continues with her ramblings about how Greece was surprsingly warm when her and Louis went.

Now they're back.

Me, well. I feel like I'm still up in no man's land, because I'm still in a love buzz.

"Lorena?"

I blink at her aimlessly. "Yeah?"

"God I swear you're close to drooling." Eleanor teases. "Enough about me. I heard Mr loverboy over there finally confessed the I love you." She wiggles her eyebrows.

Even though I can't hold it back, my reddened face gives it away and I beam a huge smile that I had attempted to keep at bay.

"Yeah, a few hours after christmas." The smile doesn't leave my face.

"Was it romantic?" Eleanor smiles excitedly and I frown, my smile slightly dimming.

"He said it after an argument." I frown.

"Oh." Eleanor mirrors my confused expression. "How romantic." She murmurs dryly before sipping her tea.

I shake my head as if shaking the thought away. 

"What about the sex?" Eleanor questions.

I bite my lip. "Nothing."

"Seriously?" She looks at me as if I was crazy.

I nod and shrug. "I tried last night, and well-" I shrug mid sentence. "I don't want to face rejection again, so I'm throwing in the towel."

"Maybe you're going to have sex before and after new years. Last fuck of the year. First fuck of the year." Eleanor raises an eyebrow suggestively.

I blink at her. "When I first met you, I never thought I'd have a conversation like this with you." I say honestly and she laughs.

"Trust me, she gets that a lot." Louis, who was obviously eavesdropping, joins in on the conversation and I blush.

"Can you not do that?" I pout. "It's embarrasing."

Louis chuckles. "There there. I don't care. Honestly."

"Where's Zayn?" I question.

"Taking a shit." Louis plots himself down next to Eleanor and throws an arm around her.

"That's nice." Eleanor pulls a face.

"A man's gotta do,  what a mans gotta do." Louis shrugs.

I roll my eyes. "I-" I can't even reply to him.

"So, I heard Zayn nut's off every second night he can get. It's why he's not giving in so easily." Louis winks at me.