You and Zayn began to talk, for a while even. But soon of course, Zayn had fallen asleep. You have slept enough in the past week; you couldn’t fall asleep at all through the night even if it was life or death. *Beep, Beep* your phone went off. Grabbing your purse which you had set next to the couch now was next to you. You turned around very slowly and quietly because Zayn had his arm around you. You reach for your purse, and pull it closer to you so that you can get your phone. You reach into your purse and find your phone right where you left it. You sort of toss your purse back where it was, and lay on your back, Zayn’s arm still around you, and that made you smile.
You unlock your lock screen, and see that you have a new text message. Oh that’s what it was. I wonder who it is. Since you have a touch screen, you just tapped the text messaging icon. The text was from Hunter.
Hunter: Hey there it’s Hunter.
You: Oh! Hey! How was your date with Jason?
Hunter: OMG! He’s so perfect, I think I love him.
You: Does he know?
Hunter: Nope, anyways… How’s Zayn?
You: He’s great, are you busy today?
Hunter: No, want to hang out? Let’s go the mall?
You: Yes!
She might text back but right now you were too lazy to text back, so you just let the phone fall to the side of you by your purse. You turn back around so that you are facing Zayn again. You smile, as you get closer to Zayn’s body. You decide to let him sleep in peace, so you sit up. Then you began to remove his arm and get up. “What’s going on?” Zayn’s sleepy voice got you every single time, even as just friends. “I’m going to the mall today; I am going to go decide what to wear. I will be in the room if you decide that you need me.” You grab your phone, purse and shoes, then head towards the stairs. You took a quick look at your phone, noticed that it was 10 o’clock, and saw one last text from Hunter:
Hunter: Meet me at the front entrance of the mall at noon.
You put your phone in your pack pockets. Zayn suddenly got up, ran up behind you and then he picked you up bridal style. “You’re going to the mall today, without me?” Zayn walked up the stairs, still carrying you in his arms. Once he reached the top you said, “Yes, without you.” You laughed, looking him in the eyes. “Well who else would you go with?” That’s when you decided to torture him. “Oh no one…” You dragged out the last word. “Who is it babe?” You both reached the room. He looked you deep in the eyes. “You should call Jason; see if he wants to hang out here with you, since I’m going to be meeting Hunter at the mall.” “I don’t have his number.” You smiled; everyone was going to be happy today. “I will handle it, go get ready love.” And with that he went to go get into the shower. You pulled your phone out of your pocket, and began to text Hunter:
You: Tell Jason to stop by Zayn’s, and I will see you around noon. Wear something cute!
