Finding Zayn >> p.e/z.m (EDITING)

11 || Midnight Kisses & Boyfriend Problems

Chapter Eleven || Midnight Kisses & Boyfriend Problems

P E R R I E

Me and Zayn had made our way back to the hotel and I was now sat on the end of the wide king size bed - surfing through different channels.

Zayn had gone to the bathroom to get changed into something more comfortable. When he came out, looking like he was ready to pounce onto the bed, I immediatley tossed one of the body-length pillow in between us.

"Keeping your word, eh?" Zayn grinned, sitting down slowly on the other side of the divided bed.

"Mhm" I chuckled.

He paused, looking like he was in deep thought. After staring at me for a couple of extra seconds, he picked up the two closest pillows to him and hopped off the bed.

"D'you know what? I'll sleep on the floor because I don't want you thinking I'm a perv and all that"

Somehow I felt disappointed that he wasn't sleeping next to me and that made my heart sink.

"Oh...okay" I mumbled, leaning back on a pillow and changing the channel for the nth time.

He immediatley turned around, a cheeky grin spread across his chiseled face, "Aww you wanted me to sleep next to you!"

I threw a pillow at him, but missed, "Hell no!"

"Are you sure?" Zayn asked, his eyes glinting with amusement, "Or are you just trying to cover up the embarrasment that comes with it?"

I rolled my eyes and switched the lamp which was placed next to me on the bedside table OFF, "Goodnight Zayn"

I heard him chuckled as he plopped down on the floor, shifting around, trying to find a comfortable position, "G'night beautiful"

I could feel the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach, making me feel like jumping around and rolling on the floor like a maniac.

Geez, can someone tell these butterflies to take a damn hike?!

I tried to push the feeling away by taking deep breaths.

"Perrie?"

No, no don't talk. I'm trying to calm my butterflies down, shut up!

"Yes?" I answered, immediatley regretting even speaking. Why didn't I have the brain to pretend I was asleep?!

"Why are you breathing like your in Labour? I can call the nurse downstairs if you need to deliver a baby or something" He said in a innocent tone, sounding like he was about to burst into laughter any second now.

"Zayn, go to sleep" I groaned, pulling the covers over my head.

"I won't be able to if you keep breathing like that"

"Okay, okay. I'll stop"

He didn't say anything after that, which began to lower the butterflies down.  All of a sudden, loud noises made me jolt up from my position, "What was that?!"

"A serial killer, killing everyone" Zayn answered sarcastically, still lying down in a sleeping position.

"Be serious for goodness sake!"

"Fireworks" He said simply.

"Fireworks?" I repeated.

Zayn got up from the floor and peeked through the window, "Yep, the hotel next-door is having a party. Most likely because it's January"

"You said the word 'January' so enthusiastically" I grinned.

"Mhm, because it's my birthday month"