Does He Know ~ Zayn Malik

Chapter : Fifteen

-Next Morning (Sunday)-

I woke up super sore. I looked over at Zayn and smiled. He was lightly snoring. Flashbackd of last night came to mind. Boy does he know how to work. His eyes fluttered open. "Good morning baby." He said pecking my lips. "Do you think the whole city heard you last night?" He questioned and I blushed, covering my face. "I'm kidding..maybe not. But it was so sexy the way you moaned my name." He said and I blushed even more. "I hear the girls downstairs, I'm going down there." I said sitting up. "Make sure to put clothes on." He smirked and I playfully rolled my eyes. I put on my undergarment then put on booty shorts and Zayn's shirt, which took a while since I can't really move the lower part of my body. It also took a while to get down the stairs.

I walked into the kitchen. "Well by the looks of your pain, someone lost their v-card." Said Lauren. "By the looks of all of you looking like shit, y'all are hungover." I said sitting down slowly. "So how was it?" Asked Amy smirking. "I really don't want to talk about it." I blushed. "Was it small?" Asked Lauren. "Honestly, it was pretty huge." I said. "What was huge?" Asked Kyle walking in. "Nothing-" "Miss Rina was fucked last night." Said Lauren. "No way! You go girl! Did you enjoy it?" He asked and I nodded as I hid my face. "Aww boo." He said. Trace and Eric walked in, followed by a shirtless Zayn.

"Holy fucking shit Sabrina!" Yelled Lauren who was cooking breakfast a couple feet behind Zayn. "What?" I asked. "Zayn your back is pretty- I can't believe you did that Sabrina." She said. "Do what?" I asked as Trace, Kyle and Eric walked behind Zayn. "Babe, these are fucking knife cuts compared to what you do to me." Said Trace examining Zayn. "Why can't you do me this good?" Kyle asked Eric. "What are you talking about?!" I asked already getting annoyed. Zayn smirked before turning around. My eyes widened as I looked at his back. It looks like a bear clawed him! Oh my god. I covered my face since its now a bright shade of red. "Don't be ashamed. It means it was amazing." Said Sarah but I couldn't help and blush more. "Okay okay lets leave Rina alone. I made pancakes, eggs, bacon and sausage." Said Lauren. (hahahahaha no. Stop singing the sausage song.) Zayn sat down next to me.

Breakfast was awkward for me. We finished eating and Trace was kind enough to pick up all our plates and wash them along with Lauren. Zayn picked me up and walked upstairs. I went into the bathroom and fixed myself a shower. I was halfway through when the door opened and Zayn jumped into the shower. "Zayn!" I shrieked and he chuckled. "Lets save some water." He said and I laughed but went along with it. I came out first and was still a bit sore. I put on a pink strapless bra, a plain white shirt, and shorts with a pair of shades. I threw my purse on making sure I had my basic things. "Come on babe." Said Zayn as he opened the room door. We walked down. "A taxi van is here. We're going into the city and look around the shops." Said Lauren. We got in.

After hours of walking around, we got lunch then kept walking. It's 8pm and everyone's getting ready to go out. "You sure you don't wanna come?" Asked Sarah. "Yeah. I'm tired." I said. "Is Zayn coming too?" She asked. "No, he wants to stay here with me." I said. "Awww, well okay, we're leaving." She said walking out with everyone else. As soon as they left, Zayn brought a blanket down into the living room. "How about we watch films?" He asked and I smiled. "Depends which ones." I said. "There's, 'What Happens In Vegas' '50 First Dates' and 'End of Watch'." He said. "What Happens In Vegas." I said. "Let me go get snacks." He said getting up and my phone rang.

 My mom.. "Hello?" I asked nervously. "Hey......how's your break?" She questioned. "Good..." I said. "So what are you doing?" She asked. "I stayed back at the house while everyone went partying." I said. "Oh..Listen, I talked to Greg. He's willing to give you another chance." She said. Unbelievable. "I got you Sprite and I made popcorn." He said sitting down but automatically noticed my discomfort. "I told you I don't want to be with Greg! Why can't you just learn to cope with my relationship!?" I asked getting angry. "Babe calm down. she's your mom." Said Zayn. "I don't care! I love you mom but you can't tell me who to date and who not to date." I said. "I'll talk to you later." I added hanging up. "You okay?" He asked. "Can you just push play?" I asked.