You Belong With Me (A Harry Styles/Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 13

"Surprise!" Harry jumped out from behind the couch and shouted.

I was about to scream but when I saw it was Harry, I calmed down.

"Where's Zayn? And what's the surprise?" I asked confused.

All of a sudden, Zayn screamed "Surprise!" behind me and picked me up and ran. Zayn ran out of the house and into the backyard where there was a table surrounded with a candle in the centre. He sat me down on one of the chairs and took a seat next to me. Harry then strolled in and took a seat on the other side of me with the bowl of popcorn in his hands.

"What's this all about?" I was still confused.

"We just want you to know that you're very special to us," Zayn said.

I then looked over to Harry who nodded along happily.

"Are you guys drunk?" I asked.

They laughed at my question.

"No," they replied in unison.

"Well, you guys are very special to me too, but I'm tired, so goodnight," I told them and got up.

"Wait!" Zayn called after me.

I spun my head around and looked at him.

"Can I have a kiss goodnight?" he asked.

"I want one too!" Harry shouted right after.

"Ok, both of you close your eyes and pucker up."

Surprisingly, they obeyed. I took out my phone and snapped a picture of them like that and then went up to my bed to sleep. Sooner or later they would find out that I left. I still wondered why they were treating me so nicely. It was strange but fun, for me and them.

-------------------------------THE NEXT MORNING---------------------------

I woke up and headed downstairs for breakfast at around half nine the next morning. When I got downstairs, I noticed that everyone was here except Zayn and Harry.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty. Sleep well?" Niall chirped.

"Yeah, where's Harry and Zayn?"

"They're still sleeping, what did you guys do last night?" Louis asked.

That's when I remembered the silly picture I took. I got my phone and pulled up the picture and showed the three of them it and they laughed their hearts out. After about five minutes of continuous laughing, they cooled down.

"You should try to wake them up before their breakfast gets cold," Liam told me and I looked onto the table and saw three plates of pancakes, untouched.

"Or maybe before Niall eats it out," Louis mumbled but I heard and giggled.

I walked over to the table and took a bite out of my pancake and then went upstairs to wake up Zayn and Harry. I went to Harry's room first as his was closer to the stairs. The door was closed and I knocked but no one responded. I opened the door and saw Harry on the bed, in a deep sleep. I walked over to the side of his bed and called his name.

"Harry! Harry please wake up!" but he didn't move.

I went closer and lightly tapped his shoulder.

"Harry. Harry, please get up before your breafast gets cold."

I was about to leave to go try and wake up Zayn, but Harry grabbed me and pulled me on the bed, then turned us over so he was on top of me. 

"What you did last night wasn't very nice," he told me.