Lilly's POV
I woke up to see Zayn holding me.
My head was in his chest, his arms were wrapped around me, one around my waist and the other holding my head into him, our legs were intertwined and my hands were on his bare chest. I traced his tattoos. I saw that he had my name tattooed over his heart. I guess I can "trace the lines, on [his] tattoo heart..." Ok yes, I quoted my own song, I wrote it specifically about him. He has over 40 tattoos and I am glad my name is one of them. I have his name tattooed on my wrist in white ink to not be noticed.
I smiled at the thought of me and him together, but frowned at the last events. I remebered the conversation me and Zayn had and then went to sleep for a couple of more mintues to wait for Zayn, or so I thought it was a few minutes.
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Zayn's Best Friend
FanfictionThe story of Lilly's life is growing up with Zayn Malik and the crazy Rollercoaster of life's ups and downs.