Over and Over Again [S.G//Z.M]

[14]

WEAK BY SWV
Z A Y N

I was in my room, peacefully sleeping in my bed not worrying about anything or anyone in this world. As I nuzzle myself further into my pillow with a smile on my face, there was a knock on my door causing me to frown. I stayed in quiet to pretend like someone wasn't home. But the person kept knocking, even though I know someone was beyond the door, I didn't care. I'm tired, I don't have class today, I have no reason to open this door. I have no reason to get out of bed.

The knocking became more prominent and annoying. I growled angrily. Who the fuck is waking me up in the morning? Do they not know to not to disturb me especially when I don't have classes.

"I'm coming!" I shout annoying. As I start to stretch my muscles.

I get up from my comfortable and warm bed. I peer over to the other side of the room and saw that Liam was gone, probably on a morning run. That dude loves to stay in shape.

I slowly walked over to the door and opened it, to see an annoyed Harry. I rolled my eyes. It's obvious that I need a new best friend now. Because this is just plain disrespectful. He knows I'm free and yet he still comes to bother me at 9:30 a.m? Friends all our lives and he still can't respect my sleeping schedule.

I closed the door behind him and turned around to see him fuming while pacing back and forth. "What's your problem?" I question as I go back in my bed under my covers.

"Selena." He said. And I smiled. My baby. I miss her, but in due time I'll have her back in my arms soon.

I nuzzle my face in my pillow and sigh heavily. "What about her?" I ask questioningly.

He stopped pacing to look at me stupidly. "She's trying to find the artist behind her drawings." He said as if I was supposed to care. So what if Selena found out it was me? Will she take it down from her Instagram and throw them away? If so that'll be just cruel. Or will she tell her stupid boyfriend. He can't do nothing about it anyways. "I'm disappointed I didn't realize you were the artist sooner." He continued with a frown. I smirked.

Yes, I have been drawing Selena. And I'll continue to draw her because I know she loves it, she's posted about them on Instagram. And she's even gotten a lot of likes for them. There's no way she'll change how she feels about the artwork just because she finds out it was from me. She's my muse, but until I'm caught I really don't care what Harry or anyone else thinks.

"Harry relax, as long as you don't say nothing she's oblivious to who the artist is, unless you're going to tell her like her you always do." I sighed getting fed up with Harry and his annoying self, always wanting to do good and be a good person. Which means withholding secrets from friends. How pathetic.

He pouted in a cute manner. "But Zayn! You know I'm terrible at lying." He whined like a child. I rolled my eyes, even though the statement is true, it doesn't mean he will go blabbing his mouth. He can keep a secret, but when he's under pressure his lying is just sad.

I sighed again. Seems like I'm doing that a lot lately. "Haz, please do me this one favor and don't tell Selena. I know she still hates me... more so dislikes me... but I love her and I just want to make her smile." I said giving him a soft smile. I felt my cheeks heat up at just the thought of my baby smiling.

He reluctantly agreed and sighed. "I need a blunt." He mumbled and I laughed loudly, not hearing the soft knock at my door.