HER Tearful Heart - Zauren

35 - VideoGames...

Sorry, I'm late!! Vote for a double update?

So, Zayn went to sleep a few minutes ago, after implying that in order for him to have, and I quote, "really, really, reallyyyyy sweet dreams!" I'd have to sleep by his side and, I quote again, "cuddle with me until I sleep and then, no, not then, actually now, like, while you cuddle with me, you can massage my hair, I really, really, reallyyyyy like when you do that!"

And of course I complied to his wishes, although, I pretty much laughed all the while, but shhh, let's hope he didn't hear me.

"He's asleep now guys, I'll be back in awhile to see how he is. How's Louis?"

"He's fine! Sleeping on the floor, but fine!" Harry says as I look at a completely knocked out Louis, with his body sprawled out on the floor.

"Guys! Why is he on the floor? Go get him to bed!" I chuckle.

"You try it! He's as dead as a rock, he won't move at all!" I shake my head to the sides, extending my arm out to Normani.

"Let's go Mani?"

"Yeah! I've had a good laugh now, but my belly has been starving for awhile. See you guys in a bit."

*A few hours later*

"Hey guys!" I say.

"Hey! How did you know Zayn woke up?" Niall asks intrigued by my, apparently, good timing.

"Oh, I didn't!"

"Wow, you guys are like soulmates then!"

"Are you stoned?" I giggle at his reaction.

"No! I don't do that!"

"Ok. Good."

"I actually feel pretty offended that you'd think that about me!" He half pouts, teasingly, making me feel kinda bad for the guy.

"I know. You're an angel! I'm sorry Ni!" I hug him.

"Hi Zayn." Niall says breaking apart.
I turn around to see my boyfriend looking at me in a guilty way. I look back at him, smiling.

"Hey." I whisper as I reach him. "You feeling better?"

"Yeah." He looks down as if he was embarrassed.

"What's up?"

"Nothing."

He's actually embarrassed.
I feel bad for him, I do. But it's kind of hard for me to understand why he'd take drugs while on tour and right after an interview, knowing that it was almost impossible not to be recorded.
Maybe he's going through something I don't know about. Or maybe he's just reckless... I don't know.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed." I declare. He really doesn't. It's his body and it's his life so I'll leave him to do whatever he wants to do. As long as he doesn't hurt me along the way or himself, really, I'm fine.