Piper's POV
I woke up the next morning confused. I opened my eyes slightly, bright light pouring into them, but really bright light. As I came to my senses I realized where I was, I was on the roof. I lifted my head slightly from its leaning stance and looked to the left. A sleeping Zayn sat leaning against the wall. I looked around even more confused, I fell asleep on the roof with Zayn? I carefully removed his arm that was wrapped around my shoulder and stood up. My head spun and I nearly fell over, I felt the need to throw up. He was sitting there, his hair still perfectly tossed and in only a white v neck. I then realized that I was wrapped in his leather jacket. I bit down on my lip thinking hard I couldnt remember too much of last night. All I remember is being with Harry then Zayn coming and we held hands at one point? The thing I remember the most is him telling Harry I was his. I sighed shaking my head. I walked over to the ledge and leaned on it with my elbows starring out over quiet London. I had no idea what time it was, early enough that the sun was rising splashing beautiful colours along the city. I always came up here at night and my breath was taken away, I didnt think it would be this beautiful in the morning, this perfect. It would be worth it to get up and watch the sun rise every single morning.
"Hey." A soft, low voice said from behind me. I turned my head over my shoulder and Zayn was stanidng up slowing, brushing dirt off of him.
"Hi." I said smiling. He walked over to my side and leaned the same way as me, turning his head to look at me.
"I probably look like death sorry." I said laughing noticing I was still in my dress and my hair fell out of its bun. I laughed to cover how embarrassed was. My makeup was probably smeared all over my face and I knew I looked disgusting.
"Honestly, you look perfect." He said nudging me making me chuckle.
"Yeah right, shut up." I said shaking my head looking over the city.
"Learn to take a compliment." He said sighing. I ignored him and starred up at the sky, light blue streaks coming through now.
"Zayn." I said looking over at him making him look up at me. "Did anything happen last night?" I asked making him raise one eyebrow.
"Like with us?" He asked motioning his finger between both of us. I nodded and he cleared his throat, his eyebrow beginning to raise higher.
"You dont remember anything huh?" He asked chuckling shaking his head.
"No." I said quietly. "How did we end up here?" I asked. He stayed quiet for a moment then cleared his throat
"You left early, I came to check on you and when you werent at the flat I came up here." He said making me nod as I looked back over the city. It stayed quiet between us again but this time it was awkward, it was comfortable, just normal. I kept sneaking peaks at him and he would do the same. The orange that illuminated on his face made him look even more beautiful if that was possible.
"Listen." He began, clearing his throat. "I have to go I have some things to take care of, ill see you later?" He asked making me nod. He flashed me a smile before he quickly headed to the exit leaving me alone to watch the sunrise. Confused about last night but even more confused about Zayn and his motives.
Zayn's POV
I walked down the stairs quickly, in almost a run. Once I made it to the floor I stormed down the hall heading to my flat. I walked in and slammed the door behind me walking over to the side table where my phone was. There was 5 missed calls from Liam and another one from Harry. I growled hitting his name and falling back on the couch.
"Nice to see you took the time to call me." He said quietly as he answered the phone, he sounded as if he just woke up.
"You're fucking welcome." I spat making him chuckle.
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You're a Mystery // zm
FanfictionMystery Noun ; something that is difficult or impossible to understand or explain