When I woke up, I was in Zayn's bed. My body was extremely sore. What even happened last night? How did I even get here? I thought I was at Louis' house? Did I fly or something?
I groan, rubbing my head. I had a terrible head ache. I seriously could not remember anything that happened yesterday. The last thing I remember is changing into different clothes. All I was focused on now was my throbbing head ache.
"Zayn..." I whine, starting to moan in pain
After a minute or so, Zayn walks into the room, holding a cup of water and some pills. I chug down the water and the pills, hoping they take effect fast to cure my head ache. Thank god Zayn heard me. I didn't want to get out of bed right now. I didn't even have to tell him what to do, he came with all the stuff I needed like he read my mind or something!
"What happened last night? And why do I smell like... Ew... I smell really gross." I scrunch up my nose, "and I feel super sick."
"Well. Let's get you to the bathroom before you vomit all over my bed. I'll explain everything after you puke" Zayn chuckles, helping me up
"But I don't feel like I'm about to puke" I pout, looking up at him
"Babe, you drank a lot last night. You have a hang over for christ sake. You're bound to puke. Come on."
"Fine"
He carefully guides me over to the bathroom and I just sit in front of the toilet, waiting for myself to vomit. I'm bored but I better just wait. I guess its better to just wait rather than vomit on Zayn's floor.
Eventually, I start puking. Luckily I don't puke too much. Either way though, I hate throwing up. After that, Zayn and I took a shower. Remind me that the both of us being naked together usually doesn't end up kid-friendly.
When we got out, we got dressed and he explained what happened last night. He was being very detailed as well. I swear, if he missed a detail I'd be surprised. After finished up some business and got dressed, we took off to some diner.
After that, we decided to go watch a movie. We watched a scary movie which was great because I had a reason to cling onto Zayn and have him hold me. I wasn't even watching the movie but the screams and music was enough to have me frightened. I was just in it for the cuddling.
We went to a bowling ally right after. We asked Louis and Niall to join us. The winner overall was me. Louis may have gotten double my score but in my mind, I still won...
Then we decided to go out for lunch/dinner. Today was being so good to me, I feel like nothing could ruin it. Something really bad would have to happen to ruin it. I couldn't think of a single thing that can ruin my day right now!
I dip my mozzarella stick in the marinara sauce, taking a huge bite. I literally moan out loud.
"Whoa chill, is Zayn giving you a hand job under there or?" Niall chuckles
"If you wanna know then check" I say playfully, eating the rest of the mozzarella stick before grabbing another
Niall and Louis both, at the same time, duck down to check. I giggle, shaking my head.
"You're both idiots. One of Zayn's arms are around my shoulders and the others on the table." I chuckle
"Pfft. Shut up" Louis smiles sheepishly
We continue to talk until we get served our food. Niall digs into his food right away. I watch his stuff the food down his throat, trying hard not to laugh.
"Staring at something, Harry?" Louis raises an eyebrow, distracting me from my thoughts
"Yeah actually. Staring at your boyfriend shove more food in his throat right now than he ever has shoved your dick down his throat" I smirk
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Touch (Z.S) (Rewriting)
FanfictionHarry has a girlfriend that he should be loyal to... But that's kind of hard when something as simple as a touch from Zayn drives him crazy. Story cover by: horanshair :-)) Won third place in the 2015 Summer Bromance awards :D
