You're a Mystery // zm

Chapter 14

            No more then a few words were exchanged between Zayn and I after the conversation we had last night. If you didn’t notice we were good at that type of thing; we argued or had a serious conversation and then the next day we were avoiding each other. This time was going to have to be different. It was either because Zayn and I were staying in the same room or maybe it was because I didn’t want to ignore him, because at this point I don’t think I could even if I tried. Whenever Harry and I kissed or whenever Harry had his hand on my hip it wasn’t the same as Zayn and I. Even though Zayn and I haven’t kissed I know that when ever Zayn puts his hands on me it burns in my memory, unlike when Harry does it.

He leaves a mark on me.

            Last night in the middle of the night I woke up to a disturbing text from Harry that actually worried me.

“Hey, I know you’re asleep but call me when you’re awake I need to talk to you. Miss you xx.” I didn’t know what it was about or what it meant, all I knew is I was too nervous to call him and see what he had to say.

            I woke up the next morning and groaned as I stretched my arms and legs. I rolled over onto my stomach and hung my head over the mattress looking down where Zayn had slept last night on a blow up mattress. Instead of seeing his sleepy body it was an empty mattress that had sheets neatly lied over it. I threw the sheets off of my and got up pulling a hoodie over my thin tanktop. I slipped on some slippers and walked out of the pool house into the backyard and into the main house. As soon as I stepped foot inside the smell of waffles hit me like a brick of waffles. I smiled and closed the door behind me then proceeded into the large kitchen. To my surprise Zayn was the one at the stove cooking and Jessica and Brandon were the ones sitting at the island.

“Morning!” Jessica said happily making me smile and walk toward then, taking the empty seat beside Brandon.

“Good morning.” I said sitting down and looking at Zayn’s back, admiring his muscles poking into the thin fabric. Zayn turned his head over his shoulder slightly, as if to see if I was looking at him. His eyes met mine and he nodded at me making me return an awkward smile. I looked over at Jessica and she had one eyebrow raised as she starred at me giving me a what-the-hell-was-that look.

“It’s a long story.” I mouthed making her sigh.

            After a short while of catching up Jessica and Brandon said goodbye as they were off to go pick up their guests since their parents were at work. That means they left Zayn and I alone in the kitchen listening to the sizzling sound of the pan.

“Sleep well?” He asked, finally asked.

“Better then you I assume.” I said making him chuckle and shrug.

“The mattress was pretty comfy.” He said making me laugh. The tune of my phone went off interrupting us making me look down at my phone. It was from Harry.

“Call me when you’re up love x.”

“Mummy?” Zayn teased making me laugh.

“No, um it’s Harry.” I said making him look over at me and nod.

“What does he want?” He asked.

“He texted me last night that he needed to talk to me, he wants me to call him.” I said biting down on my bottom lip and starring down at the phone.

“Well go call him, hurry breakfast will be ready soon.” He said smiling making me nod. Zayn actually wanted me to talk to Harry for once?

            I walked out of the kitchen dialing Harry’s number and fell down on one of the couches sighing.