Chapter Twenty-One

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

EMILYS POV

I slowly open my eyes and search for my phone to look at the time. Urgh it's already one o'clock. Maybe it’s time to get up... naaaah maybe not.

I turn around and look at Zayn. He looks so cute. He has a little smile on his face and mumbles something. His arm is around my waist as we hold hands.

Am I supposed to feel bad, that I kissed on my first date with someone? No, probably not. But what if I uhm.. slept with someone after a first date. Would that be bad? But what is that someone if Zayn?

Still bad Emily, still bad.

 

Fuck it, I like that guy, he likes me. At this moment that's all I care about. I don't care if his name is Zayn Malik or Peter Poo, I like him for him, not for his name. Altho it would be funny if there would be someone named Peter Poo.

I hear Zayn stretch, and making weird noises as I look at him. He looks like a little puppy who just woke up.

"Good morning" I tell him when he opens his eyes.

"Hi"

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yeesss" he says sounding not quite awake yet

"Good, shall I make some tea or coffee, maybe something to eat?"

"No, I'll make it" he says letting go of me, ready to get up with half open eyes.

"Wait Zayn" I say as he looks at me with a 'what-did-I-do-wrong'-face. I pull him back and give him a kiss.

"Now you can go"

Zayn smiles and walks towards the kitchen. After a couple of minutes I decided that I should probably go and take a look if he found everything, so I pull on Zayns shirt, pull my pajama pants on and skip towards the kitchen.

Zayn is standing in front of the cooker in his black Calvin Klein underwear. I have to say, he has an amazing bum. I know its sounds weird, but girls DO look at bums, and I'm a girl who likes to look at bums.

"Is my bum interesting?" Zayn says.

He didn't even turn around, and still knew what I was thinking about, and what I was looking at. Told you he's a magician.

"Yes it is" I tell him, "what are you making"

"Breakfast"

"No way"

"Segway" Zayn says making me laugh.

His humor is just so bad sometimes. I know Harry has bad humor, but Zayn is also great at making stupid jokes.

"Babe, are you alright?" Zayn asks, as he turns around looking at me.

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