Tattoos & Flower Crowns {Z.M}

8. Zayn

I know I update a lot but I have a lot of ideas for this story. There might be a sequel depending on the ending I choose.

    Zayn's point of view.

    I stay with the Collins that night. Merci's aunt offered us a safe place to stay which my mom took up on, after some mildly disagreement, my mom claiming that she doesn't want to be a burden. I stayed in Merci's room, after Merci said it was alright. It's now morning, Merci's head resting on my bare chest. My arm is wrapped around her frame as her eyes is spilled across the bed and my body. It's about ten am, I've been up for almost ten minutes now.

    Last night took a turn and another turn. At first, it went very well. My dad having kept his mouth shut. I learned more about the family I'm starting to be accepting in. I didn't even know Connor was interested in men. Jay seems like a really nice man. Sadie is head over heels for him. I want a family like this. That's cool, and accepting no matter the circumstances. My mom is laid back, if she's not around my father. She's beyond scared of him and I don't blame her.

    Then Merci came to my rescue. My father spitting nasty things to me, making me feel horrible about myself. She came and defended me. No one would've done that for me before. That just goes to show how much Merci actually cares about me. Especially since it's going against my asshole of a father. I feel Merci shift in my arms, and I turn my gaze to her. Merci's eyes flutter open just as a soft yawn leaves her lips. She looks up at me before smiling lazily.

    "Good morning sunshine." I state softly running my fingers through her hair. Merci smiles, before kissing my jaw softly. "Good morning." She states simply before resting against me again. I don't say anything else as I let her snuggle into me as she pleases. My eyes close, being fully relaxed. I know I'm starting to eat anxious with staying in bed and having nothing to do. So my eyes open again before I look down at the gorgeous girl resting in my arms.

    "Get up sweetness. We need to get ready." I state softly. I hear a pathetic groan causing my heart to start thumping just a little faster, before a smile finds its way upon my face. "That's was adorable. But if you don't get up in the next five seconds I'll have no other choice but to tickle you." I warn, she doesn't react. I let out a puff of hair.

   "5." I state starting my countdown. I drag my fingers down her clothed spine feeling her shiver slightly in my embrace. "4." I hum softly, I feel her move ever so slightly but still not budging. "3." I state getting down to the last few seconds being very ready to start tickling her. "2." I feel her body start sitting up. She sits up fully, her auburn hair being a mess, but she still looks beautiful.

   "I hate you." Merci states poking her tongue out between her lips. I chuckle softly before sitting up stretching some before I poke her nose with my index finger. "I'm sure you do. I really wanted to tickle you though... I mean I still could." I state a grin taking over the sweet smile I had. Merci shakes her head almost instantly, climbing off the bed standing up.

   "You tickle me I'll punch you." Merci states pouting at me. The sun shining its way through her light blue curtains. I chuckle softly swinging my legs off her bed before standing up also. "You wouldn't hurt a fly even if you had too. You're way to sweet for that. Which is a great quality by the way." I state turning around to face her. Only wearing my boxers since she said it was alright with her. Seeing as if we aren't ready for sex and I don't mind waiting for her.

But you're more than ready for her Zayn. Don't kid yourself.

My thoughts in my head run around and I let out a quick groan. I shake my head before looking at Merci. She's wearing dark blue shorts, and a white tee shirt. Her hair is literally everywhere but she looks so damn amazing. Like always. A fond smile making its way on lips. I make my way over I her as she smiles at me. Her eyes slowly roam down my body and I don't mind. Since I know I'm not ugly.