Moments Unseen (One Direction)

Chapter 25- Christopher Robin & Pooh

***Jessyka's POV***

Just like before we were interrupted by Niall screaming, saying the pizza had arrived. Maybe I'm crazy, but I'm pretty sure Zayn and I just had a moment, and it was great. But, now I'm confused because I thought he hated me, yet the look on his face was the complete opposite of hate; it was comfort, strength, lust, and something else I couldn't quite grasp. We went back in and joined the gang for pizza as we put in another movie.

"Jess, help me with drinks?" Niall asked a rhetorical question.

"Sure.." We walked into the kitchen area and immediately Niall hopped up onto the counter and gave me a weird look. Like, weird even for him. "Niall.." I drew out his name, "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked cautiously

"What happened outside with Zayn, hm?" He said suggestively whilst wiggling his eyebrows.

I should've known this was coming, "Absolutely nothing. We just talked for a couple minutes that's all."

"That hug didn't look like 'nothing'.." A smirk played out on his lips.

I gasped in fake surprise, "Niall James Horan were you spying on us?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Now really, what was that all about? I need details woman!"

"Um, don't call me woman... But it was nothing. He asked how I was, I said I was okay, then he told me he was here for me if I need him. So I hugged him. End of story." I tried to keep out as many details as possible.

"I won't tell your boyfriend I promise, but were there those 'Oh so magical fireworks' this time?" He asked in a girly voice.

I laughed, "Niall, Stephen technically isn't my boyfriend. But no, no fireworks. It was nice though. I like having Zayn back. I thought he still hated me... Come on, we should get back before they think we got lost... Or ate all the food."

We walked back into the living area and everyone was spread out amongst the couches and the floor. Of course, the only empty spots were next to Harry and next to Zayn. Niall ran and took the spot next to Harry, on purpose I'm sure. So, I sulked over to the spot next to Zayn. Apparently we were going to be watching Iron Man. Hey, I'm not complaining; Robert Downy Jr. on a big screen is nothing to complain about.

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I was woken up at the end of the movie by Zayn. "Hm?" I mumbled still pretty much asleep.

"Oh sorry J, I didn't mean to wake you. I was just going to go lay in a bed." Zayn whispered to me. I looked around the living room and saw all our friends passed out in various places around the room. Liam was asleep in the big arm chair, Louis somehow managed to fall asleep laying on the floor with his feet up on the coffee table, Niall, of course fell asleep next to the pizza boxes on the floor, and at some point during the movie Harry had moved and sat next to Mads so the two of them were huddled up together on the opposite end of the couch that Zayn and I were on. None of this looked comfortable in any way.

"Hey Zayn, can I come too? I'd rather not sleep on the couch tonight." I asked innocently.

"Sure," he smiled. We walked into the other room, there were two beds. Zayn took one, I took the other. As soon as I laid down I fell asleep.

I woke up again about half three I think. I laid there for about a half hour unable to fall back asleep. So, I did something I hoped I wouldn't regret later. I climbed out of bed, and walked the couple of steps to where Zayn was sleeping. Without waking him I lifted up the duvet and climbed in next to him, letting my face nuzzle into his chest. Zayn's arm snaked around my body and pulled me closer to him. He kissed my forehead, "Goodnight J."