The Love That Kills | Z.M | (On Hold)

Chapter IX

Zayn's P.O.V.

I woke up with the light peeking in through the curtains on the French doors that led to the balcony. I lifted my arm and rubbed my eyes clear of the morning gunk they collected over night. I began to sit up, but felt something consrticting me from doing so. I squinted my eyes open, looked down, and saw her. Nicole. Her head was laying on my chest (A/N picture on the side!) Her hair was spread across my chest and her face looking so innocent. I decided to not move and wake her up so wrapped my arm around her and closed my eyes. Right whe I did that I felt her move around and jolt up out og my arms.

"What the heck?!" She asked. Her voice a little raspy. I opened my eyes to see her holding her head with squinted eyes.

"What?" I asked lifting myself up onto my elbows. She was next to me leaning on one arm and the other on her head.

"Why were you.." She paused. "Holding me?" She made a face while saying holding. I chuckled slightly and lifted myself up all the way so I was sitting up right.

"You were actually on me when I woke up." I said with a bit of edge to my tone.

"So you woke up, saw me on you, thenleft me there? She questioned. Shit she got me. C'mon Zayn think of something.

"Well I didn't want to wake you up! Gosh!" Nice one. Her squint loosened and he let out a big breath.

"Sorry, I'm not really a morning person." She moaned. I chuckled again.

"An assassin who isn't a morning person? Wow that's truly the first!" I laughed. I saw her smile and look down at me. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing, just what you said is true!" She laughed along. We stayed in bed for about 15 more minutes. Mostly laughing and her complaining of a headache.

"I think I'm going to go take a shower and then take something for my headache." She informed me.

"Alright just don't take forever in the shower because I want to take one too!" I said. She got off the bed and walked over to the bathroom, but stopped before walking in. She turned aroud and looked right at me.

"No promises!" She teased with a wink and I jumped out of the bed and ran toward her. She squealed and dashed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. "I'll get you next time Missy!" I shouted through the door. I could hear her laughing on the other side and I smiled at her cute laugh that I adored so much! Wait... Zayn she's your partner, not soulmate. I walked over to my closet and decided to pick out my outfit. Yes, I am picking my outfit out! Only because I needed to look like a millionaire from America... hey its my undercover identity! I pulled out a white dress shirt and some black jean pants. Plain and simple, nothing big, just the way I liked it. I heard the shower squeak off and was anticipating Nicole's presence. I noticed that I was staring at the door, waiting, and I probably would look like a creep when she walked out. So I turned around and opened up the closed curtains and admired the view of Moscow.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" A voice asked from behind me. I turned around and saw Nicole wrapped in a towel and another around her head. My eyes went wide. The towel went to her mid-thigh so I could see almost all her legs, which were really nice by the way. I remembered she asked me a question so I snapped out of my dazed state and looked her in her eye.

"Y-yeah i-it is." I stuttered and felt my cheeks warm up. Great! She smiled and walked over to her closet. She was facing away from me as she searched for something to where. I continued to stare at her and couldn't help, but notice her bum as she bent over.

"What do you think?" She asked, spinning to face me and I'm caught red-handed. She gives me a look and I begin to blush even more.She shook her head as she lifted up the two shirts she was holding in her hands and I focused on them.