Moments Unseen (One Direction)

Chapter 17- Early Morning

Once again I was woken up by my overly annoying alarm clock. But, as I attempted to get up I noticed a weight on my stomach keeping me down. I peered under the duvet and immediately noticed a tattooed forearm around my waist. I had a pretty good guess as to whom this arm belonged to, but just to be sure I followed the forearm, up to body it was attached to. There I saw Zayn's calm face. His shaggy hair was a mess over his forehead and stuck out in all different directions, and his beautiful golden brown eyes were covered by his eyelids causing his eyelashes to rest against his cheeks. When realization hit me I got confused; Why was I lying next to Zayn? Why is he shirtless- oh my gosh he isn't naked is he?! Thankfully the warmth of my one-piece told me that I was still in what I was wearing last night. Once again I peered under the duvet to make sure Zayn wasn't nude. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw he had sweatpants on. I turned back over, enjoying the safety his arm provided for me.

Just a few too-short moments later my alarm went off again. Except-wait- my alarm isn't a guitar and it doesn't have an Irish accent...

"NIALLLLL!" I groaned. I picked up the closest thing to me, which just happened to be a cup on my night stand, and blindly threw it in the direction of his voice.

"Ow!" I heard him moan. "Get up you're going to be late got work."

"Ugh." I rolled over to check the time, 6:30 a.m. I heard my door click, signaling it was just closed.

"Good morning love." Zayn's raspy morning voice greeted.

"Good morning." I replied with a sweet smile. I started to move out from under his weight, but he only tightened his grip.

"No, don't leave just yet." He pleaded.

"Zayn, I've got to get ready for work."

"Just five more minutes?"

"Fine, but only if you explain to me how we both ended up in my bed. And why Niall is in my house." I reasoned.

He repositioned himself so he was laying on his back, then pulled me over so my arm was draped over his stomach and my face was pressed against his chest; if I were to say I didn't like this I'd definitely be lying. "Okay... The lads came over late last night, when you were already sleeping. You woke up and talked to them.... but I guess you don't remember that. And then you fell asleep again so I carried you to bed." He ended simply.

" So then why are you in here too?"

His low, raspy, morning voice let out a chuckle, "When I was leaving you asked me to stay with you, so I did."

I felt my cheeks burn up. Had I really asked him to stay with me? "Wait, you said all of them came over. Does that mean they're all downstairs?" I didn't even bother asking why he didn't have a shirt on.

"Yeh, they're all down there."

I looked back at the clock, 6:54 a.m., "Crap! I really gotta get ready now!!" I exclaimed and jumped out of bed remembering I had to be at work early today, and ran straight to the bathroom. No time for a shower! I freshened up and did my makeup. When I went back into my room Zayn wasn't there. I shrugged it off and went straight to my closet.

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I ran down the stairs, hopping while attempting to put my shoes on at the same time. I ran into the kitchen to grab a bagel, as I did so I noticed four British boys and one Irish boy spread about the kitchen and one teenage girl gawking at them from the doorway. Mum was, apparently, making them all food, as she was positioned at the cooker and I could hear and smell bacon cooking.

"Would you like some breakfast dear?" Mum asked.

"No time, thanks mum!" I yelled. "Oh and boys please be good!" I yelled again as an after thought. I ran out the door and jumped into my car. Almost immediately I inwardly cringed at what might happen with the boys alone at my house with my family.

**** Zayn's POV

Jess ran out in a hurry, not allowing me a chance to say goodbye. We were all pretty dispersed around the kitchen eating food that Jess' mom was so kind to make us.

"How are you boys liking your stay?" Her mum, Nancy, asked.

"It's been great!" Liam responds before Louis cuts in.

"Yeh we love it here it's quite different than back home."

"Oh I'm glad! It's great Jess met you boys, she certainly enjoys your company." Nancy says sweetly.

"She really is a lovely girl, Nancy. She pretty much like a younger sister to us" Liam says, and it's true. To him and Lou Jessyka is like a sister to them. Liam especially.

"All of you?" Nancy asks, casting a chance at me.

"Some of us more than others..." Niall answers for me. Niall and Jessyka have something different, they have a strictly best-friends relationship more so than a sibling kind of relationship. Although I'm not sure about Jess and Harry.

"There are five boys in my kitchen, but only four were asleep in the living room when we got home." Jess' dad came up behind us. "You," he motioned to me, "Where were you?"

I cleared my throat and was about to give an honest, yet incredulously awkward answer, when Nancy cut in. "Oh Johnathan, don't scare the boy. Zayn, sweetie, you don't have to answer that." Thankfully, to further save my arse, Jessyka's other younger sister emerged as well. "Michelle! Are you just now waking up? You're going to be late for school!" Nancy pulled Michelle out of the room and Johnathan had left to answer a phone call.

"So where were you last night?" Louis asked and wiggled his brows subjectively.

"Hush up Lou, I was with Jess."

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We left the house at the same time as Jessyka's parents. I have to admit, I like her family. Between recording, promotions, tours, photoshoots, and interviews the boys and I don't get much time to spend with our families, so getting a nice home-y feel every once in awhile is great. I had to go back upstairs to get my stuff, as I stepped into Jessyka's room I couldn't help but smile in remembrance of waking up with Jess in my arms.

*****A/N

I know things between Jessyka and Harry kinda just ended with no explanation, but that'll be answered later in the book ;)

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- Tabitha xx