The Cheeky Bitch (A 1D fanfic)

(not so)Cheeky misunderstanding

Lexi’s POV: 

I woke up to the harsh rays of sunlight. I shifted a bit until I felt two arms wrapped around my waist. I sat up quickly only to realize it was Zayn. I relaxed my hitched breathing and placed my hand on my chest. I looked down and saw the massive bruise that formed on my wrist. I traced my finger over the bruise only to realize the other wrist had the same bruise.

“How bad are they?” I heard a groggy voice say beside me. I turned to see Zayn rubbing his eyes and then sitting up a bit on his forearms.

“Not so bad.” I said looking down at them.

Zayn moved the duvet off my waist until it was just above my knees.

He took the waist band of the sweatpants I was wearing and pulled it down a bit so my thigh was visible.

He looked at me with a worried expression when he saw what was forming on my thighs. He rubbed them gently with his thumb.

The red/burgundy marks have become blue and purple bruises that covered my upper outer thigh.

“That’s not okay.” he said looking into my eyes. He then sat up beside me. He moved a lock of my brown hair behind my ear and the traced his thumb over my right cheek bone. I winced in pain.

“It’s not as bad as it looks.” I said only imagining what has formed from the slap I received last night.

“Lexi.” He said earning my full attention. “Feeling pain doesn’t mean you’re weak. It means you’re human.” He said before kissing my cheek bone.

“Thank you.” I said trying not to let the tears flow. Truth was, I was in so much pain.

“Are you going to tell everyone?” He asked.

I shook my head. “No one is going to know about this Zayn. I’m not going to tell them and neither are you.” I said sternly. “If they ask where I was I’ll tell them I wasn’t feeling well and you took me back. I forgot my key in my room so I crashed with you.”

“Okay.” He sighed. “It’s your choice.”

I bent down and kissed his cheek as a thank you for understanding.

“What time is it?” I asked. Zayn grabbed his phone from the night stand and clicked the button to check the time.

“9:45”

“Okay so that means that everyone is probably eating breakfast and then going on the bus. Can you please check the hallway when your dressed to make sure no one is there so I can go to my room to cover these up?” I said referring to my bruises. He nodded and got up and out of bed.

“Oh and Zayn.” I said as he turned to face me.”Since we’re just on the road today, can I borrow a sweatshirt and sweatpants to cover up? They’re really comfortable.” I said blushing.

He chuckled. “Of course love.” He said before stepping into the bathroom to shower.

***

After Zayn gave me the all clear signal, I scurried back to my room with Zayn’s Jack Willis sweatshirt and sweats.

I opened the door with my room key and walked to the bathroom, I desperately needed a shower.

I stripped out of Zayn’s clothing and stepped into the shower once the water was just right.

“And in a pipe she flies to the motherland, or sells love to another man, its to cold outside for angels to fly, angels to fly."

I shampooed my hair and then rinsed it out before scrubbing all the makeup from last night off my face. I then washed the rest of my body and conditioned my hair.