Time

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I ran into the airport, leaving Josh I'm the dust. I wanted to come alone but he didn't trust me. I looks up and saw his flight had already landed. I looked around for him but didn't see him or Josh. I felt hands on my waist. "Josh, stop I'm still mad at you and I need to find Zayn." I felt lips on my cheek and knew who it was. "Zayn!! You're back!" He smiled and kissed me. He held me close to him as we hugged. "I missed you." "I missed you too. Josh is somewhere...I didn't want him to come though." "It'll be okay. I'll keep you safe." I smiled slightly and squeezed him. "I love you." "I love you too." He kissed my head and pulled away. "Let's go find hi-" "No!" "We have to. C'mon. It'll be fine." "What'll be fine?" "Oh hey Josh." I squeezed Zayn's hand and pulled him away to my car. I made him get in the front with me, making Josh sit in the back. Josh finally got in the car. I took off down the road, holding Zayn's hand. An awkward silence was obviously hovering. "So, did you have fun?" Josh asked awkwardly. "Yeah, it was alright." I looked over at Zayn, a small smile on my lips. "Hey Tori, you wanna come over today?" "Sure." I pulled into our driveway. "I have to talk to Josh real quick and I'll be back." "Okay." I said, staying in the car. He went up to the door with him and I saw them start talking. Then arguing. I saw

Josh getting even madder and realized it was the same face I saw the other day. I jumped out and ran towards the scene and right as he was about to hit Zayn, I jumped in front of his fist. Zayn caught me in his arms and held me close. "Tori! Are you okay??" I looked up him and slowly nodded. He carried me to the car and slid me into the passenger's seat. He flipped Josh off with a few choice words and got into the car. On the way over, I caught him catch glimpses of me but didn't mind. "Why'd you do that?" "I didn't want you hur-" "I would've been fine. I can take it. You can't. You're hurt now." "I don't care. I just want you to experience what he did to me." "That's what he was like?" I nodded. "I just wanted to protect you." He looked over with a small smile and kissed me. "Thank you, but I'll be fine. I need to protect you." As he pulled into his driveway, I ran up to the door. Once he reached me, he picked me up and unlocked the door and carried me upstairs to his room. "Movie time?" I nodded. He leaned over and kissed me before turning on a movie. "Let me see where you got hit." I turned my face so he could see. "Hmm." He rubbed it gently. "Zayn?" "Mhmm?" "What were you arguing about?" "Nothing important." "Zayn, what was it?" He sighed and held my hand. "I asked if you could stay with me for a while because of the situation and he said no. I asked why not and that's when he started yelling." "Oh...I still could. I could sneak out." He smirked. "Let's do it." "Tonight?" He nodded. "How long?" "A week?" I nodded. "Okay." We both smiled. "Babe?" "Mhmm?" I asked, placing my hands on his chest. He grabbed my hands. "Are you sure you can put up with me for a week?" I laughed. "I'll try. It'll be hard, but I'll try." He laughed and kissed my nose. "I like that hat." "Yeah?" "Yeah. It makes your face look even more chiseled." He laughed. "And I take that as a good thing?" "A very good thing." He smiled, his tongue between his teeth. "You're cute." "I am? How so?" "It's cute whenever you do stuff like that. Stick your tongue between your teeth, scrunch up your eyes...it's cute." He blushed. "And you're shy. Shy's cute." "Well, if shy's cute, then you must be 100x cuter than you already are." I giggled. "So when's your next appointment?" "Not until January." He nodded. "What do you want for Christmas?" "Nothing." "You're getting something." "Zayn Malik you better not." "I am. Oh! I've got an idea!" "No! Zayn!!" I said tackling him. "What?" He asked laughing. "You're not getting me anything!" "Yes I am!!" He kissed my forehead and held me close on him. He started tickling me. "Zayn!!" "What?" "Stop!" "No!" "Please babe!" "You have to say you love me." "Heck no!" "Okay then." He showed me no mercy and kept going. "Fine. I love you!" "You love who?" "I love YOU!! I love ZAYN JAVADD MALIK!!" "That's more like it." I laughed and got up, walking over to his dresser. "Baaaaabe!!" He whined. "What Zayn?" I asked, half laughing. "I want a kiss!" "Well, kiss yourself." "I can't!" "Awh. Poor thang." He jumped up and ran over to me. He picked me up and turned me around. "Please?" "Nope!" I rolled my lips in. "Now you know what it feels-" He kissed me as I was talking and I couldn't help but laugh. "Thank you." "You're welcome I guess. But you know I'd kiss you whenever you want. That was just pay back for you tickling me." He smirked. "Fair enough." His arms were tight around me. "Wanna go see the boys?" "No...not yet. I wanna stay with you and cuddle." "Okay." He said smiling. "Babe?" "Yeah?" "Can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Um, well, never mind." "Babe! Tell me." He sighed and rubbed his jaw. "I just-do you think I need to get Perrie something?" I smiled. He was worried about nothing. "I don't know. I think you should. She was special right?" He nodded. "Well, go ahead. Get her something." "You don't care?" "Of course I don't! She's your ex and she's special to you." He smiled slightly. "But you're more special to me." I blushed. "So, what was your ex like?" "Well, let's see...it's been since right after I got cancer..." I said gulping. "Please don't tell me he broke up with you because-" I nodded, tears brimming. He hugged me tight. "Why?" "He said I'd end up ugly without my hair and I'd be disgusting." "That's not true!! Not at all. Nobody's disgusting or ugly. Especially you." "I love you." I said kissing his cheek. "You're the sweetest person ever." "Far from it but thank you." "C'mon Z. Let's go cuddle!!" He laughed and picked me up. "As you wish."