Him <3 ~A Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction~

~Chaper 29~ Annoying

I woke up to the sun shining bright in my eyes. It was like a scene from one of those perfect movies where the person woke up so calm, and sensual. I let out a yawn while I wiped away my eyes.

After Zayn and I made a mends, everything went back to normal. We kissed, joked around, and I fell asleep in his arms.

I looked over at him fast asleep, and snoring. I began to tickle his neck with my fingers until he cringed. "Leave me alone." He groaned.

I took a hold of his ears and started to pull them. "Wake up! " I chanted.

He pulled the covers over his head. "I'm trying to sleep." He muttered. "Why are being so annoying?"

"Stop being pouty. Stop being so dramatic. Your such a baby." I mocked. I tried my best to pull off my best imitation of him. "I want your body."

He smiled, slightly opening his eyes. "You suck at impersonations." He claimed.

I gave him a surprised face. "Like you can do better."

"Zayn! Fuck me!" He screeched in a high pitched voice. "I'm so horny!" I watched him as he pretended to have an orgasm.

He began laughing hysterically as I let out a few giggles myself. "That was not how I did it." I commented.

"Oh yeah, how did you do it then?" He asked. I could see a smirk form on his face. He grasped my hips tight and tugged me until I was on top of him. He pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my bare chest. He eyed me up and down, enjoying the sight of my naked body only in underwear.

The second he came close enough, the house phone began to ring. We couldn't even be upset anymore. It seemed like every time we would take it to the next level, something happens. I looked at Zayn to see him smile. He got off of me, walking toward the door. He pointed his finger at me. "Don't move." He ordered.

Zayn walked back into the room with the phone attached to his ear. I heard him muttering little words until his eyes widened. "Are you serious?" He asked. He placed his hands on his head and looked my way.

I gave him an eager look. I wondered what was going on and what was making him so excited. I continued to watch him jump up and down like a little girl. "This is incredible!" He yelled. "Okay I'll be there."

He sat the phone down on the nightstand and looked at me. "Me and the boys got a gig at a club!"

My smile turned straight. Zayn and was always booked at clubs. I didn't understand why it was so special now. "Don't you always do gigs?" I asked.

He shook his head. "This isn't just any gig, Riley. Not only is this our first gig as a group, this gig is for New Years Eve, and they don't just want one song, they want us to do a whole show until midnight." He explained.

I clapped my hands. "Congrats babe!" I roared. "How about we celebrate by picking up where we left off." I smirked at him. "I think you were about to remind me of something.."

He grinned at me. "As tempting as that is, I don't have much time." He walked over to the drawer to grab an outfit. "I need to meet up with the boys."

I let out a moping sigh. "You have a little time!" I whined.

While struggling to put on his jeans, he managed to trot over to me. His lips pecked a small kiss on my cheek. "I gotta go."

I watched him as he threw on his sweater, heading out the door.

I put my shirt back on and slouched back in bed. Zayn was gone again and I had nothing to do.

I grabbed the phone off the nightstand and dialed Nicole's number.

After the very first ring, Nicole answered. "Hey!" She exclaimed.

"I haven't heard from you in forever!" I bragged. Though it had only been 2 days, I felt like I hadn't talked to her in an eternity. "How was the Christmas party?" I asked.

"Riley, we all know that no one wants to hear about the Christmas party. Now I want to know every single detail."

I smiled. I was unsure whether or not to tell her what really happened. I would have to listen to her go on and on. "A true lady never tells." I replied wittily.

"I know I did help you with every single detail of this project for you to keep this away from me!" I could hear the inner brat come out.

"Alright! I will tell you. Just promise not to go crazy." I told her.

A loud gasp rang into my ear. "Don't you say a word! We need to be face to face so I could feel what you are saying."

I rolled my eyes. "Nicole, it isn't going to make a difference how we talk, you are not gonna feel an orgasm."

She ignored every word that came out of my mouth. "I will be there in 45 minutes with two burritos and chai tea."

Before my mouth could open, she hung up and left me with a dial tone.

*

Nicole sat there with a sympathetic look on her face as she took another bite of her burrito. "That must've really sucked."

I gave her a phony sad nod. "I know, that special night put to waste. All because of that stupid condom." I lied.

I told Nicole that Zayn and I didn't have sex because the condom broke. I knew it was the worst lie ever, but it was Nicole, she'd believe anything.

I took another slurp of my tea. "Enough about this devastating topic. How about we talk about the boys' gig next week!"

"Why is everyone talking about this stupid gig?" She asked annoyingly. "All they're doing is singing on a stage."

"This is important to them. The least you could do is be happy for them. They really take this stuff seriously." I claimed. I felt my defenses beginning to rise.

She sat her burrito down. "I am happy for them. It's just annoying that Harry is busy every minute because they are 'practicing'. Don't you ever get tired of Zayn leaving all the time?"

I shook my head. "Not really."

Nicole scrunched her face into a devious look. "That is a lie and you know it. You're alone in the same house all day. How could you not get annoyed?"

"I may be lonely but it doesn't mean I get annoyed of him leaving."I replied. Of course it gets tiring staying in a house all by myself, but I know Zayn only did it because he had to. it was his dream, and he was only following it.

"Just admit it Riley. You hate it when he is always gone!" She demanded. Why was she trying to get this out of me?

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "I told you, I do not get annoyed of Zayn going out all the time!" I yelled.

*

~A Few Hours Later~

"This is so annoying." I said. "Why are you making this a habit?"

It was almost midnight and Zayn was just getting home. Nicole left shortly after our little "debate", and I sat around in the house all day; alone.

He gave me a confused look. "What are you talking about?" He asked.

"You are leaving so early and come home so late!" I reminded him. "We don't spend any time together."

He laid on the bed beside me. "We always spend time together." He claimed.

"No we don't!" I whined. "You leave me here all day, by myself, all alone, abandoned, deserted, isolate-"

He sighed. "Okay I get it." He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Sorry."

I felt the guilt. I know he didn't mean to do it intentionally. He was so focused on his gig and I was being selfish as usual. "I should be the one saying sorry. All I do is complain."

Zayn tugged me by my hips, causing us get closer. His stubbly cheeks rubbed against my face. "You do complain a lot. But you complain for the right reasons." He kissed my cheek.