The Way You Make Me Feel [z.m.]

As Long As You Love Me

The next morning I awoke naked, but covered in a thin bed sheet. My head was on top of a pillow and my arm was sprawled around a body.

I opened my eyes slowly. Laying next to me was Zayn, his back to me but holding onto my hand of my arm that was around him. The thin sheet didn't cover his chest, only his waist down.

I then remembered.. He was naked.

My cheeks burned up at the reminder of what he and I did all night last night. We didn't go to sleep until six in the morning.

It was two in the afternoon now.

The heat in my cheeks got hotter.

I slowly sat up, careful not to wake Zayn. He was very grumpy in the morning. I carefully scooted closer to him so his back was nearly pressed to my chest.

I held the sheet up to my chest, trying not to expose my breasts. I laid on my side, using one arm to hold my body in place. Lowering my head, I kissed Zayn's shoulder and then went up all the way to his neck.

It surprised me that he moaned, I thought he'd still be asleep. I lightly giggled and continued to kiss his neck. His reaction was to pull me closer to him by my arm.

I giggled again, happy about everything going on at this moment.

I pressed my hand down to Zayn's chest, and made him lay on his back so his face was closer to mine. He did as I intended to do and laid down, eyes still closed. He was such a goofball.

I smiled at seeing his breathtaking face. All of his features blew me away every time.

I kissed his jaw, feeling his stubble against my lips. I then went up to there until I kissed his lips.

The most wonderful thing occurred.

He kissed back.

He lifted his hand and wrapped it around the back of my neck on top of my loose hair. My hand stayed laid on his chest.

The kiss soon stopped and we both let go.

Zayn's eyes were open, letting me see the beauty of them. He smiled at me, not moving his hand away from my neck.

"Hi." I spoke first.

Zayn gave a light laugh. The most beautiful sound in the world. "Hey beautiful."

I blushed and looked down.

Zayn lifted my chin up, continuing to smile. "I think I've had enough of not being able to see your face,love."

I blushed again. What was he trying to do?

Zayn laughed again. "You're adorable."

I nudged his shoulder lightly. "Shut up."

His laughter continued.

I smiled down at him, enjoying this time with him. I've missed it.

Zayn stopped laughing minutes later and placed a hand on my sheet covered hip. "You okay?"

I knew he referred to last night. "Never better." I assured him.

Zayn nodded, his muscles relaxed. "You still confused about everything?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

He sighed before speaking. "Okay, ask."

"Why'd you break up with me?" I asked as he ordered.

He sighed again. "I don't know, Mick. I was stupid and I regret it and always will. I know I should've never done that to you- to both of us- I could tell it caused you as much pain as it did to me and I'm sorry."