CHAPTER 06:
SONG OF THE CHAPTER : BECAUSE OF YOU- KELLY CLARKSON
THE WORDS- CHRISTINA PERRI
Zayn groaned and roll over to off the alarm; he didn't put on. It's exactly 6:00 am and Zayn probably got three hours of sleep. He touched under his eyes and could feel the bags forming and frowned because that is why he hated travelling, he gets little to no sleep at all, he still don't know how his father does it every other week. This is already exhausting and he hasn't even started his Royal Duties as yet.
"Morning Zayn, Taylor sent to ask for you and breakfast is ready, just get bathed and dressed because we will be leaving in a few minutes" Liam grumbled because he has this major headache and can't remember most of the events that took place.
"Morning to you too Liam, I'm gonna be down in a few minutes" Zayn mumbled and crashed his face onto the pillow. "Who the hell wakes up before seven o'clock anyway ?"
"Wake up buddy, we've posponed this for way to long" Liam reach over and grabbed the white comforter and whisk it off of Zayn only to find him naked. "Oh um.." Liam cleared his throat and turned away because he doesn't need to see Zayn's dick. He might've woken up to take off the clothes, Liam thought.
Zayn chuckled and got off the bed and stretched not caring that Liam is in the same room as him. "It's not like you haven't seen all of this yet."
"Please don't say it like that, If someone was passing you'll make it sound like we've already have sex which we haven't and never will have" Liam said awkwardly and kept on looking at the ocean view from Zayn's room.
"Please get bathed and dressed mate." Liam turned away and walked towards the door but not before he heard Zayn's laughter booming onto the walls. "Made him feel awkward, check" Liam heared as soon as closed the door and shuddered in disgust because Zayn just let his dick hang there staring at Liam.
"I think I'm going to bathe again and make sure I wash soap in my eyes" Liam muttered under his breath.
Zayn watch the waves rush to the ocean and sighed, he had turn on the water after Liam went back outside to make sure it's warm enough for him to step in. Zayn re entered the bathroom and went under the water and grabbed the body wash and a rag and began lathering he his body making sure to get all where sweat would be able to lay, after rinsing away the soap suds, he grabbed the shampoo and began washing his hair ridding of all the grease and sweat and washed out the the foam and his hair..
After finishing his business he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and walked into his room. On the bed was clothes that he didn't put there and those don't look like his clothes anyway; maybe Taylor went out yesterday and place the clothes on the bed while I was in the shower. Zayn thought and shrugged.
After dressing in a pair of ocean-washed jeans which is rip at the knees, a tee-shirt of a band that Zayn don't know of, and a pair of Jordan since they're one of his favourite shoe brand. He walked over to the dresser and combed his full dark hair onto a side and spraying on some Armani men fragrance he walked out of the room to find Taylor resting on the counter eating an apple.
"Let's get going Zayn, Liam and Marco are already in the van." Taylor got up and walked towards the door because he stood there thirty minutes waiting on Zayn because he's always fashionably late, something he inherited from his late mother.
"But Taylor I haven't had anything to eat and I'm hungry." Zayn pouted the same time his belly growled at the mention of food.
"When we arrive at the place, I'm sure there will have coffee and something for you to eat." Taylor holds open the door for Zayn and laughed at his stubborn 'friend' because if he was truly hungry he would've woke up much earlier or prepared himself earlier.
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