Reality [zayn a.u.]

5.

 Zayn and I spent more time that I would have thought together. I know I warned him not to fall in love with me, and I know that I shouldn't be spending so much time with him to add on to it. I just couldn't resist talk to him. We have a connection that is something I can't even explain.

There was a knock at my dorm room's door. It was probably Mallory, so that I could let her in, but opened the door to see Zayn standing there with a stack of classic horror films and a bag full of junk food.

"Night in?" He asked.

I nodded my head excitedly as I let him in. I jumped on the bed and grabbed my MacBook to turn it on. I plugged it so I wouldn't have to worry about it later on.

"Which one do you want to watch first?" Zayn asked.

I shrugged, "You pick."

Zayn settle on American Psycho and I slipped the movie in. He sat next to me on the bed and wrapped his arm over my shoulder.

"Before the movie starts, I need to ask you to do me a favor." Zayn said.

I looked up at him as I waited for him to ask his question.

"Can you help me with my demo for your dad? Like can you sing vocals?" Zayn questioned.

I agreed almost immediately. Of course, I would help him. He didn't really have to ask me.

I grabbed the bag of Swedish fish and began to nibble on them as Zayn pressed play on the movie. My right leg was tangled with his left as the laptop sat on top of them. My head was on his chest as we began to watch the movie. I would kiss his neck every now and then whenever I tried to distract myself from the scary parts and he would just hum in satisfaction.

By the third movie, we were both forgetting about the movie and just throwing food into each other's mouths. I would miss almost every time and he would catch it with ease.

"Come here." He whispered.

He pulled me by my hand to him. I ended up straddling his waist and leaned my face into his. Our noses were rubbing together, but neither us attempting to close the gap between us. My hair was hiding us from my surrounding room and he placed his on my cheek and began to massage my cheek with us thumb.

"Kiss me." I whispered.

He began by kissing my chin and then he closed the gap between our lips and they began to move in sync immediately. I placed my hands on his shoulders the deeper the kiss had gotten. We parted our lips slightly for air and then went back in for me. One of his hands was secure on my hip and the other on my cheek. He moaned as I nibbled on his lip and pulled away slightly. We both connected our foreheads and smiled at each other.

"Are we moving too fast?" Zayn asked with a chuckle.

I smiled at him and pecked his lips one last time.

"We shouldn't be moving at all." I sighed.

My face fell into the crook of his neck as he massaged my back with his hand.

"I'm leaving after this semester, Zayn. I'm going to be all around the world... I'm going to have little to no sleep. I'm going to be far away from you eighty percent of the time. Do you really want that?" I asked him.

"I just want you." He mumbled.

I kissed the crook of his neck and fanned my breath over his collarbone.

"I'm like crazy attracted to you, Zayn. Not just by your looks. I'm attracted by the way you think, by the way you talk... everything. I can't believe I'm sitting here with you after just seven weeks of knowing each other. This isn't me."