Dont Let Me Go

" Don't do th-- " He jumps over the couch and starts tickling me. Zayn is on top of me shiftless and I'm in underwear and my t-shirt. I get enough strength, and lush Zayn off the couch. We fall to the floor. Now I'm on top of him and we are having a tickle war. I'm trying to pry his hands away from me. They are to big so I couldn't get them off. He finally stops and we are both panting tron laughing and moving. I prop myself up on his hips and look in his eyes. I grab his cheeks and pull him in for a kiss. It was meant to be a soft kiss. It came out hard. A little to hard. But, Zayn kissed me back. Our tongues played together, like they we're having their own tickling war.

" You wanna go get breakfeast? " he asks after our kiss.

" I don't care. I don't know if I can eat. My stomach hurts. " I give him a playful glare and then stand up and watch him as he stands up.

" Well, we are going out to eat. " He grabs my hand and we head uup the stairs. We walk up the stairs. One of his roommates were coming out of their room and I remembered I'm in a shirt and underwear. I hurry in front of Zayn and get in his room before anyone could see me.

" Is that your girl? " I hear the guy ask Zayn.