Well I'm Not Even Talking To You

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December, 24, 2015

The boys went home for the holidays, meaning they came back. They took a few weeks break off of the tour, Louis went home, Liam went home, so did Harry. Niall took Aubrey to Ireland and officially asked her out, to which she said yes to. Niall picked Aubrey up from Alex's house, and both of the girls had no idea. That sprang the slight bit of happiness to Alex, she might be seeing Zayn again. But Zayn didn't go with Niall, leaving Alex alone.

"Hey guys, it's me here, and I want to wish you all a happy holidays. And at the end of this video, I have some news, it's pretty important, and I hope you stick around, but for now, I'm going to do a cover... Because I didn't really plan this video..." Alex sat on her mattress, with her fairy lights on in the background, and her big light shining on her for better lighting. She had posters in the back, that were a mix of bands, drawings, art projects, magazine covers, fandom things. She took a deep breath, and started.

"I need more dreams, and less life, and I need that dark In a little more light. I cried tears you'll never see so fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean, and leave me be." She started to sing, making the song her own. "You are what you love not who loves you. In a world full of the word yes, I'm here to scream." She took a small pause, "No! no Wherever I go, trouble seems to follow only plugged in to save rock and roll. Rock and roll, no wherever I go, go trouble seems to follow only plugged in to save rock and roll." She belted out at her loudest, putting passion and aspiration, with a striving thirst of spirit.

"Blood brothers in desperation, an oath of silence for the voice of our generation. How'd it get to be only me? Like I'm the last damn kid still kicking. That still believes ... I will defend the faith, going down swinging I will save the songs that we can't stop singing!" Her voice boomed throughout the apartment, and she didn't hear her front door creek open.

"No! No, wherever I go, trouble seems to follow only plugged in to save rock-" a pair of warm well-built arms fell around her torso, wrapping around her. Alex flinched her whole body, and jerked her shoulders to hit the other's chin, and continues to elbow in the diaphragm. A large painful groan filled the room, and Alex quickly turned her back to face a Zayn Malik holding his gut, in pain. His pain left within a few minutes, she didn't hit him as hard as she thought. Alex jumped up and turned off her camera. When turned back around, Zayn was standing three metres away from her.

"You tricked me!" Her shout wasn't very loud.

"I saved you!" He countered back, hunching his shoulders.

"You didn't even say goodbye!"

"I'm furious with you!"

"Well I'm not even talking to you!" She leaned forwards to seen more tough. They stared at each other for a few seconds before laughing, then Zayn jumped out and wrapped his arms around Alex, giving her a bear hug. Alex threw her arms around his neck. "I've missed you." She mumbled close to his ear, "I've missed you too." He replied back, pecking her neck. Alex stepped back after their hug and folded her arms, almost all of her pressure of her body was on her right leg.

"Is it true?" She asked, looking him dead in the eye.

"Is what true?" He questioned, he was either faking not knowing, or did not want to confess him knowing. Alex threw her hands to the left side of her face making kissy faces at him, "Zayn Malik with mystery girl?!" She said in the most girlish tone she could pull. "Zayn Malik cheating on small town girlfriend?!" She said another tabloid headline. She knew tabloids where a bunch of bull, but she just wanted to hear the other side, which could be the real side. Zayn rubbed his face, and sighed.

"No-" Alex cut him off before he could say anything else. "Good." She nodded and left her room, to fall on her sofa. He soon followed his beloved one, joining her on the sofa.

"I have your gift ready..." He murmured playing with her hair.

"So do I," she nodded to her small tree in the corner. "It's there under the tree." There was only his gift under her tree.

Date: December, 25, 2015

It was early morning on that Christmas day, and Zayn was up, surprisingly. He held Alex close to him whilst she slept. Alex curled more and more to keep warmth, she soon turned into a ball. Zayn knows how Alex gets in the mornings, so he just had to fight the urge to wake her. But by 9:00, Zayn just had to wake her up. He whispered her name, gently waking her. She was mumbling and groaning, now wanting to get up, Zayn had to force her to get up, and out of bed. "I don't wanna." Or "go away." Was most of what Alex told Zayn, but he put his foot down and told her to get up, in a soft spoken way of course. By 9:53 they were sitting next to her tree, with cups of tea.

"Okay, here," Alex handed Zayn her gift to him, it was a rectangle shaped box wrapped up. "I hope you like it..." That's when Zayn smiled, and opened his gift, Alex took large sip of her tea, waiting the reaction if he liked it or not. "It's uh, a game." She squeaked.

"I've heard of this game, we can play it later tonight!" He chuckled, pulling Alex into a hug. "Thank you," he let her go, grabbing his gift, then handing it to her. The box was bigger than medium, but smaller than large, and it was fairy heavy. "You said you've been wanting this for a while..." Big smiles crept on both of their faces. Alex eagerly, but carefully opened the gift wrap, soon she was holding the complete box set of The Thick Of It, which she has been wanting.

"Oh my God, thank you!" She giggled, smiling like an idiot. She pulled him into a quick kiss and a hug.

"I'm glad you like it." He smiled.

6 o'clock rolled around, and Alex brought out drinks for the two. Alex absolutely despises the taste of eggnog, so she never buys it. The two had wine, they just had to be too classy for beer at this time. None the less, Alex made sure she had lots of wine for them. They were laying around on the sofa, in only underwear, with fancy wine glasses on the table. Alex had a black and white poka-dotted bra, and matching boyshorts on. Zayn had black CK briefs on.

"He lives on my block! He drives an IROC!" Alex started to shout sing, "'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby! Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby! Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me!" She did not follow how the song was, just saying lyrics at random. "Wheatus forever!" She shouted, followed by more Wheatus lyrics.

"Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin' Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin'!" Zayn joined her, Alex sipped her wine, then poured herself more. She was about to sing the next line, but was interrupted by her phone, Aubrey sent her a link to some odd book. Which was a dragon erotica called Mating In Flight.

"Dah dah dah dah dah dah.... Nether lips?!" She jerked her head back in confusing. "What the fuck.... Is this dragon masturbating her? Oh my God." Zayn took her phone and started reading.

"The dragon pressed his tongue against her pink nobs." He read, Alex almost spat out her wine, with laughter.

"Nobs?!" She laughed, running two fingers up and down Zayn's nipple, he laughed, trying to read more, but brought his hand up and covered himself. "Can you leave me alone?" He smiled, and Alex nodded with a giggle, bringing her hand back down. "He stroked her soft pussy lips..." They broke out giggling.

"This dragon is masturbating her!" She exclaimed with a giggle, making a stroking motion in the air.

"Yes." Zayn simply said, with a nod.

"With is dragon head! Awwww." She quickly covered her mouth with both hands.

"Have you ever masturbated with long nails?" He asked, looking at her.

"No, I can't grow them that long," he chuckled. "But that's not the point!" She quickly added. Zayn broke out laughing, he couldn't stop. He clutched his stomach, laughing at what Alex said. "Stop it!" She started to laugh, hitting his arm. She grabbed her phone from his hand and shut it off.

"No more dragon porn." She stated.

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