Once Again

Make over

(Taylor's POV)

I sit up in bed and look around me. Zayn isn't in bed anymore and I frown. Last night was weird, bad and good.... I remove the covers and pull theme t shirt I'm wearing down so it covers my butt.

I walk out of our bedroom and walk down to Olivia's. I peek in the room and see that she is fast asleep on her bed. I close the door quietly and walk downstairs. I look around the living room for Zayn but he isn't here.

I scrunch my eyebrows and walk to the kitchen. What if he left because he's still mad...suddenly I don't feel so hot. I walk into the kitchen nervously and see him standing at the fridge.

I let out a breath and nod to myself. He glances at me and his face turns down and he smiles slightly. "Good morning." He says lowly and grabs a water out of the fridge.

I scratch my head and nod. "Morning." I bite my lip and stand there awkwardly as he drinks his water while staring at me. I swallow and look around not moving.

I feel so uncomfortable right now...he stops drinking and sighs. "Why are you so stiff...relax." I nod and sigh. He stare at me in a judging way. I walk towards the fridge and pull out the creamer. "You made coffee?"

He nods and I set the creamer on the counter. I walk to the cabinet and groan. Why did I put it on the top shelf....I stretch my body reaching for the cup forgetting that I'm only wearing underwear under his shirt.

I hear him mutter something and then clear his throat. I feel his hand on my waist and then his hand shows on top of mine and he hands me my cup. I smile and am about to say thank you when he walks out of the kitchen.

I sigh and set my cup down. I close my eyes and shake my head looking down. Round two....I groan and walk around the counter and out of the kitchen. I walk upstairs and into our bedroom seeing him outside on out balcony smoking.

I scowl and walk out onto the balcony. He looks at me and then looks away. "I thought you were having coffee." Is what he says to me...are you fucking shitting me?!?!...

I snatch the cigarette out of his hand and throw it off the balcony crossing my arms and glaring up at him. He growls under his breath and says, "what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

My eye s widen and I lean forward and laugh. "I'm sorry who the fuck do you think you're talking too?" He rolls his eyes and I say, "Zayn I literally just woke up and you're already pissed at me?"

He sighs and shakes his head. I put my hand on his shoulder and look up at him. "Whats wrong?....I told you last night I just wanted to talk and be done with it okay?" He looks down at me and purses his lips.

"Its nothing to fuss about." I say and look out into the trees. The breeze blowing my hair around my shoulders. I sigh and tuck hair behind my ear. "I'm sorry if you're still pissed but I've made my peace....it's just fucking uncomfortable because clearly you haven't."

I say and sigh. "Shit....what time is it?" He looks down at me and then hands me his phone. I sigh and say, "I have to go to work....I will see you later?" I ask him not knowing if he will even be here because he's still mad at me.

He pulls me into a hug and says, "don't think like that....I'm not gonna leave you." I feel sad and tired. "Well I don't known what to think if you won't talk to me." I say sadly and he pulls my face up and kisses me passionately.

I moan lightly and he spins us around pressing me into the railing on out balcony. My hands find his hair and I get lost in the kiss. He pulls away and I let out a breath.

His eyes are closed and he sighs. I kiss him again and he picks me up and my legs wrap around him. He walks us back inside and lays me down on the bed hovering over me. "Think that I love you...because I do, and I'm sorry I am being a dick I'm just feeling sorry for myself."