You were curled up in fetal position on your floor in the flat that you and your boyfriend Zayn shared. It was that time of month again and it was awful.
You were just too lazy to move to your bed so you just stayed there on the floor. The front door opens and you look up and Zayn is walking in.
He laughs we he sees you, walks in, and lays down next to you curling up in the same position mocking you.
"What are we doing babe?" he asks.
You moan and say, "Dying."
He laughs again and says, "From what dear?"
"From cramps." You reply.
His eyes go wide and he says, "Ohh I understand now. See this is why I like being a guy."
As he stands up. You groan again and say, "Shut it Zayn. We all know how wonderful it is to be a guy!" He laughs and scoops you up in his arms and carries you to the bedroom.
He lays you down on the bed and cuddles right beside you rubbing your back.
"Anything I can do to make you feel better princess?" He whispers into your ear which give you butterflies.
"Kiss me to make the pain go away?" You ask in a questioning voice.
"Aw babe if anything that's going to make me feel better!" As he leans down and starts to kiss you all over your face, stomach and waist managing to make you giggle.
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One Direction Imagines
Fanfiction// written sometime in 2012-2013// super cringe // republished cause why not// Reality is for the ones who lack imagination. Take a look at my heart warming, overwhelming imagines of the phenomenon of a band One Direction. We all have these crazy fa...
