Tapping your pencil in frustration as you tried to study for exams on Friday. The living room littered with papers and textbooks as you tried to piece the puzzle together. “Babe just give it a rest and come to bed!” Zayn said standing in the hallway in his pajama pants. You didn’t look up instead you shuffled the papers in a different order hoping that you would see the light at the end of the tunnel. You sighed deeply. Zayn walked towards you he slowly reached you. His hands reaching for the nearest stack of papers. “Zayn I need those!” You whined. “You need to come cuddle with me!” He answered picking up more paper. You got up reaching for the papers, he held them above his head. Instead you huffed and gathered your textbook sitting on the couch again. Zayn’s hands appeard on the edge of the textbook tugging it away from you closing it. “ZAYN! I wanna study!” He smiled, “Babe you’re frustrated I can see it. You need to come and cuddle with me and start studying tomorrow!” You sighed thinking it over. “Yeah you’re right. Let’s just go to bed.” You walked towards Zayn. He suddenly picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. “What’s this for?” You ask. “Just making sure you come to bed.” He laughed.
