The One For Me

Ch. 8 - Paris

I wake up drowsy and natious. Standing up onto my feet I take one step and stumble forward finding myself in Zayns arms.

"Woah there. You okay?"

I look up at him. His eyes meet mine and we just stand there staring at eachother. He laughs.

"What?"

"Nothing." I giggle. "And yes. I'm fine. Just a bit drowsy." I gain my strength and stand up without his support. I was still in the clothes I had worn to the party. My outfit was torn up and had dirt spotches everywhere. I look at Zayn and notice he was wearing a fresh pair of clothes. My head turns towards the window. It was dark outside.

"Zayn. What time is it?"

"Four in the morning." He replies with a smile on his face.

My smile fades. "What?! Four. Oh. Zayn I'm sorry. You don't have to check on me. Just go to sleep. I'll be fine."

He shakes his head, resting his hand on my shoulder.

"Actually I was just about to tell you what I came in here for. I was going to wake you, but realized you were already awake. Our flight leaves in an hour. So we should get going to the airport now. The boys, Amber, and I are ready. We didn't want to wake you till last minute so you could sleep as long as possible."

I look at him with a puzzled expression on my face.

"Flight? What flight?"

He laughs. "Paris remember?"

"Oh yeah." I reply softly. "But what are we going there fo-"

He cuts me off. "Ariana. No questions. Just pull these on real quickly and we'll head out ok."

"Ok." I whisper.

Zayn pulls me into his arms and kisses me softly on the lips. I smile as our lips touch. I was always so calm when Zayn was near me. Especially when I was in his arms. Everytime he was around I felt as though I had nothing to fear. I just felt really grateful that I had him. I don't know what I'd do if I didn't. Our lips part and I look into his eyes. His eyes were just so beautiful. I just stood there silently looking at him.

"I love you." I say to him."

"Love you too. Now get changed." Zayn hands me a pair of sweats. "I bought these for you. You like?"

I take them from his hand. They were the pink colored sweats that were only sold at Victoria Secret. I gasp.

"Oh my God. Zayn. Thanks so much!" I shouted, hugging him tightly. "You shouldn't have! These are so expensive! I've heard there about eighty."

"Oh come on." He says. Eighty is nothing compared to how much I love you."

I blush as he kisses me. "Now get changed love."

"Well I think you'll have to leave the room for that." I point out.

He frowns. "Now do I?"

"Zayn!" I shout, laughing. I pull myself away from him. He starts to walk towards me slowly.

"Come on. Let me stay."

Before he could catch me I run towards the bathroom that was inside the bedroom and close the door behind me.

"Hey!!" I hear him shout.

Laughing to myself. I pull my clothes off, leaving me in my underwear and bra. I shiver as wind rushes through the window in the bathroom. I rush over and quickly close it. It was so cold. I just couldn't wait till we got to Paris. Hopefully it would be warmer there. Suddenly I hear the door handle turn. Before I could lock the door, Zayn had already opened it, walked in, and locked it behind him. He turns towards me.