Art [zjm]

Chapter Six // Painkillers

I almost choked on the honey water before I had a chance to talk again.

"You- what?"

I don't know if it was just the alcohol talk or what, but I needed to find out. 

"I don't know what it is about you, Shay. Maybe it's your innocent act. Maybe it's the way you look, or the way you dress. Something about you attracts you to me."

Just as I am about to agree with him and tell him that although I'm not in love with him, I still find myself wanting to be close to him... He does the unthinkable.

He laughs.

"You actually thought I was serious! You should have seen your face." He laughs as I find this completely not amusing.

"That was not funny. You had me scared for a second."

He keeps laughing whereas I do not find it half as amusing as he does.

"Zayn, I know you are drunk but you should stop acting so childish." I say rolling my eyes as he stops laughing.

"There's the Shay I know."

We stay up for what seems like almost all night just talking.

Once I finally fall asleep I can hear him faintly say, "Goodnight, Shaylen." He kisses my forehead and I feel the bed dip with his weight as he lays down with me.

I wake up in a dark room. It is pitch black dark and I cannot see. Zayn's arms are wrapped around my waist and I am deep into the warm covers.

I slide myself back in and wait a few more minutes before hearing banging on the door. I brutally shake Zayn awake and he trudges to get the door.

"What?!" He yells into what he thought was the hallway.

"Hey, Malik. Thought we would like to pay a visit. You know, your old buddies?" Zayn practically jumps out of his skin when he sees this one big guy standing in his doorway.

"I have some business to take care of, Shaylen." He says, his voice getting low.

"What do you mean?"

"Out."

"What?"

"Get out. We'll talk later." He says instructing me to get out of his way.

His mood can change from happy Zayn, to cute and cuddly Zayn, to fierce and business-like Zayn all in a matter of minutes.

I stand up and walk out of Ford Hall and rush straight to Riven Hall.

"Where have you been?" Sarah asks as I try to sneak back into the dorm.

"Oh you know... Out and about." I laugh as Sarah raises her eyebrow.

"You were with Zayn, weren't you?"

"Yes but-"

"Oh save your breath I know you two didn't do anything. You're not that horrid." She laughs as I am not sure whether to laugh with her or feel offended.

We talk mainly about her and her life when I get a phone call.

I walk outside of our dorm and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Shaylen. You didn't answer your phone call earlier."

"Oh hi Mom. When did you call?"

"Around 7 in the morning. I am worried about you, are you alright?"

Who answers a phone call at seven in the morning? Just fine, until you called.