There is one obvious but central realiZayntion that I have come to.
Zayn will make appearances - when he wants to - no matter what.
I think my brain reconjures him in my dreams so often because my whole being is set on a Zaynsurrection.
Even though I've resolved, decided, promised myself that I do not need Zayn in my life. (I totally do.)
I was just an onlooker in this dream. An admiring one of course.
So I looked around to find this whole flood of paparazzi. Who were just brutal, I must add. As they are in real life, let's be honest. I f.ucking hate how disrespectful and savage they are. I felt that especially intensely in this dream. They were clamouring around Zayn. I don't know who else was there, because I couldn't focus on much else but Zayn (Who can when Zayn's around?). All I remember is this blur of dumbass paparazzi being all barbaric and suffocating him and whoever else was there.
He was fighting them. Yelling at them, pushing through them, shoving right back at them when they shoved him. My God, he looked strong. He looked fierce and gorgeous. The whole time he was angry and dealing with those as.sholes, he still looked like a smouldering, glorious warrior god.
In this dream we have my favourite Zayn. The Zayn that will go down in all of history and the Zayn that one of the Olympian gods would renounce their place in the heavens and their immortality to be with:
L O N G H A I R Z A Y N .
As he was battling like a fierce god of war, sex and eyelashes, his long waves with the middle part (Don't act like you don't think of that look daily, with the clean shave and the long waves at the Four Hangout where he looked like a prince of the desert version of Kurt Cobain with the tortured soul look and the sensual vibes), and all of it together, his beauty was just shimmering. Also, sidenote: points to you if you got through those brackets and still remembered what we were talking about in the first place. Oh yes Zayn because always Zayn. Anyway. His waves were glowing as they fell in front of those dangerously dark eyes and that damn jaw was clenched with such hard determination - like I would imagine it is when when he's about to go on the steamy attack in bed. As sh.itty as it is of me to say, he did look crazy hot when he was angry, his chest heaving and all that hot s.hit. Zayn being the hot kind of angry has the added bonus of being able to pull him into a room and have Zensational angry sex where he rolls up his sleeves to show those amazing tattoos and puts in that damn work banging you straight through a wall.
The best part was, on a little more serious note, with the hotness, the fierceness, and all the chaos, I was sure about how I felt; I felt that he wasn't just fighting and doing all of this for himself - he was fighting for someone.
Oh Zayn. Fight for m e .
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