I woke up in a sea of dark sheets. The smell of cologne fumed my body and i found myself, not only in a new enviroment, but in somebody elses clothes. My fingers touched my lip asif to touch the person who had inhabitted them last night. My mind drew blank until i realised who my lips had made contact with. I sat up in the bed and searched the sheets for him, but my fingers only laced more bed sheets. I called out to him.
"Zayn?....ZAYN...?" my voice echoed into the empty apartment. i brought my hands to my face and landed back into the pile of sheets. ofcoarse he just left. i didnt put out so he wants me to leave. Fine, if he wants to treat me like that then whatever. He kissed me i didnt ask him to. Not that i didnt enjoy it, but it was his choice.
I groaned rather loudly before hearing the door unlock.
"Hello? is anybody home?" i heard a humorous Zayn call out.
"yeah i just woke up sorry, ill get out of your hair" i yelled back a bit too nasty than i intended. Zayn walked around the corner of the bedroom holding a tray of starbucks and a brown paper bag.
"nonsence i brought breakfast" he smiled, and i instantly felt like an idiot. my hot temper had escaped me. i blushed and dragged myself out of the bed, following Zayn into the kitchen. Zayn stopped me, placing his now empty hands onto my hips.
"can i just say that you were born to wear those clothes?" he smiled at me. I stuck my tongue out and sat in the stool next to him.
"so what do we have?"
"well i dont know what you like but i remember you dont like blueberries so i got you a rasberry muffin and you said you love coffee so i got you a latte?" Zayn looked into my eyes for approval. i smiled. i held the muffin in my hand tossing it around.
"im suprised you remember anything i said last night" i admitted before shoving a peice into my mouth. Zayn laughed.
"as hard as it might be to believe i am actually interested in your life, not just my own" he responded. he sounded fine but the responce made me feel bad.
"I didnt mean it like that, i just didnt expect you to remember it, i mean it was late and we talked about so much" i tried to fix my verbal slip up and Zayn smiled at my attempt.
"so you know Harry Styles?" Zayn probed. i nodded. Lucy had talked non stop about him before i left, how could i forget.
"well, firstly im hurt that you knew him and not me.." i scrunched my nose to mock him
"his been calling me all morning wanting something do you mind if i call him back now?" he asked
"well Zayn, im just worried your going to tell paparazi i spent the night in your appartment..." i joked, mocking Zayns attempts yesterday to keep me off the phone.
Zayn pulled out his phone and called Harry on speaker. the phone rang once before he answered.
"WHO THE HELL IS SHE" Harry yelled
"wha- what do you mean?" Zayn fumbled
"you know very well who i mean. 'Zayn Malik drags Mystery girl to apartment' aparently you walked in pulled her out of the coffee shop and up to your appartment and she didnt leave all night!"
"nothing happened, i didnt want paparazi to see her face, and why are YOU yelling at me for this?"
"Liam is too pissed to talk to you and managment wants to know whats going on"
"okay were coming over soon" Zayn said before hanging up.
"okay well i better get going, it seems like you have a lot to do..." i began to make my way to the bedroom to find clothes
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Mission abroad
Fanfictionthis isn't a typical boy meets girl, boy falls for girl, girls unavailabe, happy ending story. No, what happened to me was much, much more unreal. i didnt meet some gorgeous guy by chance, it was fate. fate that took place over two continents, 7 bil...
