Numbers z.m

Chapter 26.

Zayn's P.O.V:

I woke up the next day at 6 am, I looked up at my occupied bed where Lexie's body lays lightly snoring

I smirked looking at her peaceful body because my tee shirt rolled up to expose a bit of her stomach

I got up and changed into some sweats, a hoodie and I ran

***

I've been running for an hour and it was already 7 am, I was about to enter the coffee shop to grab my usual breakfast sandwhich and head home but I remembered that Lexie was there

Shit

I turn my heel and walk to the shop to buy things for breakfast

Surely Lexie would wake up with a nasty hangover so this might help her, and besidesI haven't eaten a good breakfast in days

***

by 7:45 I reached home, I tip toed to my bedroom and Lexie was still sleeping. Based on the night we had I wouldn't expect her to be awake anyway

so I head downstairs and started making breakfast

***

I've been slaving in the kitchen for a good hour or so, let's just say I was a bit rusty. But finally I was done

I made blueberry french toast, yogurt parfait and caramel coffee. Although I did research and found out that kale and banana smoothies remove hangovers so I made that too.

I had everything set up on the table and I was proud, it was actually decent. Hell it was more than decent it was fucking amazing.

Although I might be exaggerating just a bit.

I went on my way to wake Lexie up. As I pushed the door open, lightly of course she was already awake. Lexie was sitting eyes closed and her fingers were on her temples and forehead desperately trying to soothe her headache by moving her fingers in small cricles

I chuckled and pushed the door wide open and walked in "Lex, get up breakfast's downstairs" I said keeping in mind that I should keep my voice soft

"shhh don't be so loud" she groaned

I wasn't loud at all, but I guess that's the effect of last night's excessive alcohol intake

I shook my head and grinned at her vulnerable and irritable state, sitting down next to her "I know, now go brush your teeth, spare tooth brush is under the sink so that we can eat breakfast yeah?" I persuaded her, she nodded and got up

she mouthed a 'thank you' and lazily smiled exiting the room

What am I going to do with her?

***

I was standing, leaning on the breakfast bar sipping from my cup and I smirked as she walked in the kitchen, I observed as my boxers were hanging a bit too low because they were a bit big for her and my t-shirt that's hanging from her shoulders, not being able to hug her perfectly curved body because it too was big.

"Morning" I grinned lazily, eating a bite of what I cooked

"Just shh Zayn" she whined sitting down on the stool next to me

"here" I brought the kale and banana smoothie to her and she screwed her face even more

"it looks like goo from cartoons that maybe plasma for all I know" she tried to joke but groaned

goo? what the hell?

was it amusing? yes. was it confusing? a bit.

"just drink it" I pushed