Hostage

Chapter 37- Happy Halloween!

Reagan POV

When I woke up the next morning, I wasn't surprised to find Zayn's sleeping face next to me. However, I was a little disappointed in myself. This was the second guy that I had slept with in the past 2 months that I wasn't dating. Granted, they were both ex-boyfriends, but still.

I carefully slid out of bed, trying not to wake him. Deciding against putting on his shirt, because that screamed 'I had sex last night', I grabbed my own pajamas out of my drawer. I was pulling my shirt over my head when I heard him stir.

"Hey there", he smiled, his sleepy voice extremely cute right now.

"Hi", I smiled back.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting ready to go-."

I was interrupted by a knock on the door. Immediately, I got frantic.

"Zayn, quick. Hide under the bed."

"Excuse me?"

"That could be Trinity. She can't see you."

"First of all", he rolled his eyes, "I'm not a 13 year old boy that's not supposed to be here, so no. I'm not hiding. Secondly, why can't she see me?"

"She's going to start asking questions that I don't feel like dealing with right now."

"So? Keating, you're a grown woman. You shouldn't have to hide the stuff that you do."

"I know, just-. Ugh! Just hide!"

He paused before standing up, clearly annoyed. I glared at him.

"You regret it, don't you?"

"What?"

"You regret last night, Keating."

"Not at all! I just don't feel like hearing my sister's mouth."

"Well, too bad."

Before I knew what he was doing, Zayn walked over to the door, stark naked and opened it. Trinity's mouth flew open, but she didn't look away. Perv. I said nothing, completely surprised at him.

"Good morning to you, Trinity", he said, and strode past her walking to the bathroom.

I was silently thankful that Julian wasn't awake right now, or he would've been scarred for life.

"Well, now I know why you like Zayn so much", Trinity asked, after prying her eyes from Zayn's retreating body.

I couldn't help but notice my scratch marks on his back and blushed. I didn't realize I was so...kinky. Rolling my eyes at her mention of my ex-boyfriend's endowment, I sat on the bed.

"But", she continued, "I have yet to understand why you like Louis. Care to show me pictures?"

"Trinity, you perv!"

She laughed and sat down beside me on the bed. Eyeing Zayn's clothing on the floor, she looked at me.

"I thought you didn't like Zayn or Louis."

"I don't. I don't like any of them, especially that Styles fellow. But, when a naked guy walks in front of me, I'd have to be gay not to look. And, even then, I'm sure Ellen DeGeneres would sneak a peek."

"Okay", I couldn't help but laugh, "Was there a reason you came in here?"

"There was, but I don't really remember now after what I just witnessed."

"Trinity..."

"Okay okay. I wanted to ask you what your plans were for Halloween."

"Nothing, probably. But, Sam did give me the night off, so I'm free for anything."