Zayn Malik Imagines [COMPLETE]

He gets jealous of your Celebrity Crush

"What are you watching with so much attention?" Zayn pokes his head from the door of the toilet while shaving his scruff. He felt like a carpet when you kissed him, so after almost two months you made him finally shave it. And that happened because you stopped kissing him since two weeks and threatened him if he still walks around with that scruff, you won't sleep next to him.

"Damon Salvatore," you say absentmidedly, all of your attention fixed on the handsome man seducing Nina Dobrev in the show.

"What?" You hear Zayn's voice.

"I meant, the vampire diaries," you quickly correct yourself and wave off Zayn, again bringing back your attention at the dreamy man on your tv screen.

"Babe does it look good now?" You hear Zayn ask as he walks out of the toilet and into your room. With your eyes still fixed on Ian Somerhalder's famous smirking face, you don't bother to look at your boyfriend and answer him without paying much attention to him.

"Yeah, Zayn. You look ama-"

"Leave it," Zayn cuts you off and walks out of the room. You would've probably ran after him but since you were so much engrossed in the show that you immediately forget what your boyfriend even said.

"That's my boy!" You yell when Damon Salvatore walks in wearing a tuxedo in the high school prom, making you almost drool at the sight. "Just get me married to him already!" You again yell.

"Sure," you hear a sarcastic reply from your boyfriend who walks in the room with a water bottle in his hand, slumping on the couch near the bed.

"When did you shave?" You ask Zayn with a surprised grin on your face, now paying all of your attention towards him.

He rolls his eyes at you and picks up his phone from the couch, ignoring what you said as he gets engaged in his phone.

"Why are you ignoring me?" You ask him with a frown appearing on your face in confusion.

"Are you talking to me?" He asks, lifting up his eyes from his phone and staring at you with a straight face.

"Obviously,"

"Oh, so you remember that I exist?" He asks sarcastically, his tone nothing but plain and sarcastic, making you extremely confused. He goes back to using his phone but you walk over to him and take his phone from his hand, locking it and throwing it on the bed gently.

"Why would you do that?" He asks, looking pissed now as he gets up from the couch, making his way towards the bed but you push him down on the couch, taking him at surprise.

"Any reason for the sudden change in your behaviour?" You ask him calmly, leaning down to him.

"Aren't you too busy drooling over that guy, to care about your boyfriend's behaviour?" He snaps, his hazel eyes staring up at you and you slightly back away from him, taken back by his question before you playfully slap him across his head and an amusing smile finds it's way on your lips.

"Don't tell me your jealous of him?" You ask him, running your tongue inside your cheek as you look over at him with a smirk.

"Pftt, no," he shrugs off.

"Lies,"

"Do you seriously think I would get jealous from that guy?" He asks, shaking his head at you and leaning his head against the couch arm before you seat yourself on his lap, again hitting him across his head.

"We've been together for four years, do you think I wouldn't know what is bothering my boyfriend?" You ask with a chuckle and he slightly groans before looking up at you.

"I don't like him," Zayn admits, rolling his eyes at the tv screen where Ian Somerhalder is probably sassing somebody.

"But he's just a character," you point out, laughing slightly but Zayn shrugs his shoulder.

"You clearly pay much more attention to a series character rather than your own boyfriend," he complains, making you laugh more which makes him groan and you lean forward to place a small kiss on his nose.

"I'm sorry, but you know I love that show,"

"More like, you love him," he says.

"Not more than I love you," you say, leaning forward once again to give him a kiss on his lips this time as he kisses you back. "You don't have to get jealous from him or any other guy, I'm yours," you say, smiling at him and find his lips twiching upwards.

"And even if I like him, but that doesn't mean I would do this to him," you say, again leaning forward to give Zayn a small kiss on his lips, leaving him wanting for more but you get up from his lap and walk over to the bed again.

"You finally kissed me after two weeks," he says with a half smile on his face as he joins you on the bed. "And these kisses are only for me,"

"Can't promise, I may or may not smooch Shawn Mendes when I see him for the first time," you say, seriously which causes Zayn's eyes to widen but you start laughing at his expressions. "I'm kidding, Zayn. Like I said, I'm only yours," you laugh and he quickly hovers above you, trapping you between his arms.

"Only mine," he smiles before leaning into kiss you and show you what you mean to him.

I had written "he gets jealous of your celebrity crush"  during my starting days of writing and when I read the original imagine I wrote of this, I cringed so hard. So I changed and edited it, and now I published a better version again.