4:37 am.
It was 4:37 in the morning when I was awoken to the sound of things falling on the floor.
I shot out of bed, squinting through the darkness, trying to find the source of the noise.
Two figures squirming on the couch.
He brought a girl home.
And my blood boiled. How dare he? If he wanted to fuck some broad, well that's fine by me, but he just had to bring her here.
I grabbed my phone from my nightstand, my ear buds tangling around my fingers as I pulled the apple product closer to me. I quickly turned on some soothing music, soft enough to fall asleep to, but loud enough to block out any noise, and turned my back to him.
Before I knew it, I was fast asleep.
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10:25 am.
It was 10:25 in the afternoon when I woke up to find Zayn laying in his bed, sketching away in his notepad, naked, an also naked woman with a head full of messy blonde hair laying next to him.
I yawned, unamused at his little fling but I could care less to acknowledge him, and I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of doing so.
My head pounded, my eye sight quite blurry from the massive hangover I had.
After rolling out of bed, I stumbled my way across the dorm, heading straight for the bathroom.
I took a few pills of aspirin, desperate to rid the pain in my head and headed back out into the dorm.
The fridge was basically empty and I internally cursed myself for not going grocery shopping yesterday, I'd had more than enough time.
I grabbed at the egg carton, one of the only things in the refrigerator at the moment.
"Make me some too, yeh?" Zayn piped up from his spot on the bed.
I raised my eye brows and hummed. "Any for her, then?" I asked, the words coming out more rude than I'd intended.
He snorted quietly, before declining the offer, saying she was going to be leaving soon.
I nodded, more to myself than him, before getting the pan out for the eggs.
My phone went off from my bed before I turned the stove on, so I set the eggs and the pan down and made my way back over to it, lifting the bright screen to my face.
I smiled at my phone, tossing it back on my bed and finding a pair of sweatpants, pulling them on loosely and then heading over to make the eggs."Scrambled?" I asked over my shoulder.
"You know it," he laughed.
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Hypnophobic. 》Ziam AU
Fanfiction➳ hyp·no·pho·bi·a ➳ hipnəˈfōbēə/ ➳ noun ➳ an abnormal fear of falling asleep. Liam's your average golden child. He gets good grades, is in a few sports, has a lot of friends, a few tattoos with deep meanings, lots of money, not to mentio...