Rock Me

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty Three

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Bee-

I cancelled the repetitive noise ringing in my ears, switching off the alarm with a limp arm. I groaned sitting up, feeling an arm still resting on my waist and a slight sound of frustration escape his lips. He was still here. I smiled warmly, sliding off the bed to my knees as he lay facing me, eyes still closed; shielded by his beautiful lashes and his lips slightly parted. He looked so angelic when he was asleep, but i could tell when he woke up he wouldn't be so peaceful. "Zayn.." I whispered feeling my voice crack a little. I swallowed moisturising my throat and soon i could feel it again. "Zayn, wake up.." I rocked his arm gently while he stirred only slightly, still tangled within my bed sheets with no obvious intention he was moving anywhere any time soon. "Zayn!" I raised my voice a little, and he jumped ever so slightly slowing peeling his eyes open. "Get up." I laughed standing to my feet as his eyes wandered the room, embracing his environment. 

"Oh, i forgot i stayed here last night.." He mumbled rubbing his eyes and dragging himself to sit up against my headboard as i wandered over to my mirror, pulling out a brush and letting my hair fall from it's quite literal messy bun. I ran it through my knots as Zayn watched from the distance.

"What are you looking at?" I questioned him furrowing my brows in the reflection.

"Nothing, you just still look gorgeous on a morning." He shrugged as if it was no big deal, but a smirk was playing upon his lips while a blush crept upon my cheeks.

"Not so bad yourself." I winked bringing all my hair over one shoulder and braided it neatly. "We have college quite soon, so if you're needing a shower or anything you'll have to be quick.." 

"No thanks. Besides i can't go to college in the same clothes.. i'll head home first." He announced pulling himself from the bed and stretching his arms out, bending his back a little. From where i was standing i couldn't help but stair at the toned, defined torso slowly creeping out from his t-shirt. I bit my lip hoping not to say anything unusual, his eyes already caught mine before i could turn away. "Like what you see?" 

"Yep." I replied a little to fast, popping the 'p'. I cringed looking to the floor as i heard him approaching, his hand took mine guiding me around on the spot to face him, my eyes not leaving the carpet as he caressed my cheek tucking loose strands of hair behind my ear. 

"That necklace looks good on you." He complimented gesturing to the pendant on my chest. I still hadn't seen it, so i turned to my reflection once more, gasping at the beautiful detail of the heart; currently encrusted with hundreds of diamonds; glimmering in the dim light entering the bedroom. 

"It's beautiful, Zayn. Thank you." I squealed jumping into his arms as he let out a deep chuckle. 

"It's beautiful.. but i know someone who could out do it any day." He replied squeezing my waist, the tingling unbearable tickle rushing through my abdomen. 

"Haha! It means a lot to me that you're so thoughtful. I didn't even think you knew.." 

"I've always known." We pulled apart and i crossed my eyebrows gesturing for him to carry on. "I'm not a stalker, i just overheard Harry talking to Louis about what he's-" He stopped in mid-sentence, his eyes widening and his mouth opening as if he'd just seen a ghost. "Harry?!" He exclaimed. I turned on the spot glancing around the room, it was only us. 

"What? Zayn what is it, you're freaking me out?!"

"You're still with Harry, but you was kissing me last night and i-"

"-Zayn!" I shouted laughing almost in hysterics. "Me and Harry agreed to be friends, there's nothing more too it." I placed my hands on his broad shoulders as his face settled into one of relief. "Chill." I advised rolling my eyes and walking over to my wardrobe, flicking through the hangers in search of something decent to wear for college. I groaned when nothing caught my eye.