I stirred in my sleep, Zayn was up and awake and moving around the room, typing on his computer.
Considering the strong smell of cigarette that was filling the room, I assume he had smoked, maybe even a few cigarettes. I refused to wake up tho, I had a feeling Zayn was still in a bad mood from last night, and I really didn't want to deal with that.
I knew we had to talk about it, but I was scared to. I didn't want us to end, but university was a big deal, and I just didn't know what to do. It's not one of those easy go kind of things where its like 'hey yeah I'm going to university, love you bye! See you during holidays!' This was serious and it needed to be dealt with, But I just don't think either of us wanted to face that fact that I would be leaving, whether it was a couple hours away or another country, neither of us wanted to face the fact that this could be the end. I had never done long distance before, hell I've never had a real relationship before Zayn. I didn't know how to deal with it. Could we even do it? What if we tried and failed? This is why I didn't want to talk about it. I didn't want to face all the questions and the truth.
I didn't even know if I got accepted to any place, or where I got accepted too. If I got accepted to somewhere in England, great. I could stay close with Zayn and my family. I could live in a dorm and Zayn could come visit me, and maybe eventually, move into our own apartment together.
I could imagine it already. Me rushing around our apartment trying to rush to get ready for class, Zayn watching me and laughing at me before giving me a kiss on the forehead before I rushed out the door.
I could imagine me coming home after class, tired and Zayn cooking me dinner.
I could imagine the night in's, where we would just cuddle and watch movies.
"What are you smiling about?" Zayn asked me, brining me out of my thoughts.
"What?"
"You're smiling. Why?"
"Am I not allowed to smile?" I teased.
"Of course you are. I just wanna know why."
"Are you dreaming of a boy?"
"No." I said, turning onto my side so I could look at him. I readjusted the blanket before continuing what I was going to say,"I was thinking about us in the future. Living in an apartment together." I said, a small smile appearing on my face.
"Oh really?" He asked, turning in his chair to look at me.
"Yeah."
"And how was that?"
"It was cute. We're cute." I grinned as he got up and walked over to me, hands in the pockets of his sweats.
"We are, huh?" He asked, sitting on the bed next to me.
"Come in bed with me." I said, making him wiggle his eyebrows.
I rolled my eyes, slapping his thigh with a grin.
"Not like that." I giggled as he straddled me, holding himself above me.
"Oh but you mean exactly like that." He purred, lowering his lips down to mine.
I pulled him closer to me by his neck, an inch of space between our bodies.
We kissed for a little bit, before I realized Zayns intentions were for more than a snog session.
"You sneaky twat." I giggled as he slowly inched down my pajama bottoms. He grinned against my neck, placing more sloppy kisses on the skin.
"Again?" I teased, my breathing getting heaver as he started to work his fingers against me.
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Teacher's Aid (Zayn Malik Fanfic)
Fanfiction"We need to tell my family soon. I'm tired of hiding it from them." He looked up at the sky before looking back into my eyes. "I know." "They are going to freak out." "I know." He repeated. "I'll probably be under house arrest after." He broke into...