Lessons Learned

Make-Up

Sooooo sorry that it's been soooo long!  Thanks for being patient guys!! I've had a crazy couple of weeks, but now that I'm caught up at work and went on vacation, I can spend more time writing! I love you all!! Thanks for reading!!

I know this isn't much, but I'm starting to fall asleep and I just HAD to get something out for you guys! Comment, please!

Zayn's POV:

I woke up the next morning with Kaylyn draped across my chest, sleeping soundly.   I brushed the hair from her face and pecked a kiss against her temple, she lifted her head to meet my lips.

"Hey...I thought you were sleeping..." I smiled.

"I've been awake for a little while...." She moved to lay next to me, stretching her arms above her head.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," she rolled to her side and propping her head up in her hand.  "I forgot to turn my alarm off that's all."

"Oh," I sat up and ran my fingers through my messy  hair. "What do we have today?"

"Just SNL rehearsals," she sat up on her knees and moved behind me.  She looped an arm around my chest and planted a kiss near my ear. 

"That's it?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yup."

"What time?"

"You have to be there at noon," she replied. "Done by 5."

"Well that sounds simple enough," I smiled. It was nice to hear that we'd have a simple day for once...instead of running all over the place and doing 15 million interviews, that usually only involved 5 of the exact same questions.

"In the mean time..." she whispered, kissing across the back of my neck and shoulders.  "We could-"  she was interupted when there was a knock at the door.

"Answer the door?" I chuckled and grabbed her hands.  I stood up and pulled her with me, she giggled and quickly wrapped her legs around my waist and I reached for her knees, holding her up.  She looped her arms around my neck as  I made it to the door with her.   I opened the door and found Harry on the other side.   "Mornin' mate."

"Hey," he said, not sounding the least bit enthused.

"Uh oh," Kaylyn sighed. "What's wrong?"

"Is Sierra here?" he asked, lifted his head to look around us.

"Nope." I replied and stepped backwards, ushering him inside.  "Why?"

"We....had an argument last night.  She left and  she hasn't answered my texts."

Kaylyn slid down and off my back, standing on her feet.  "We haven't seen her," she moved to grab her phone off the nightstand.  "I can text her though."

"Don't tell her that I told you to, please," Harry said, scratching at the back of his head.

"What happened?" I grabbed my cigarettes off the dresser and moved to open the sliding door.   

Harry followed me out onto the balcony.  I recognized the sadness in his eyes as he bit at his lip. It was the same sadness he had shown when he had broken up with a girlfriend back in London. 

"Harry," I nudged him.  "What happened?"

"I got jealous," he sighed, leaning back against the balcony.

"Jealous?" I scrunched my eyebrows together. "Of what?"

"Not what," he sighed. "Who."

"Okay, who did you get jealous of?"