Sex with benefit (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 22- Drawing

I whimpered as we walked into the house. It was literally full with investigators. Everything destroyed. "Just get whatever you need for these 2 weeks babe" Zayn whispered. I nodded.

Walking upstairs to our room the only thing destroyed was a picture frame of Zayn and I. Who would do this? walking to my closet I grabbed a suitcase stuffing it with clothes, and some make up.

We were staying at Zayns mums house for the next 2 weeks while they investigate the house. Zayn soon walked in walking over to my drawers. I furrowed my eyebrows as he opened the second drawer that had a bunch of junk that I never really go through.

He put about 20 condoms in his bag. "What the hell? when did you put those in there?" I asked he chuckled. "Since you never go in here why not" he shrugged I groaned.

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As we arrived nobody was here but Zayn luckily had the key. Opening up the door I smiled. Everything was so lovely. A princess blanket on the couch along with a pink crown shaped throw pillow. I'm guessing its Safaa's. Walking up the stairs we passed a pink door, a white door, a purple door, and a tye dye door.

"Cool doors" I smiled he chuckled. At the very end of the hall Zayn opened up a regular white door. As soon as we walked inside Zayns eyes roamed the room. The walls were a light blue, the floor a black rug. A small picture frame of Zayn with his sisters on his nightstand. "Nothing's changed" he murmured.

I watched as he inspected the drawers, walls, windows,floors, and lamps. "She cleans it" he smiled. "When was the last time you were here?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Em.. I was about 15 maybe. I moved out into a mates house" he shrugged I nodded.

"Those drawers probably have some clothes" he mumbled walking over to the black drawers. He opened the first drawer and smirked picking up a white v-neck. He sniffed it. "She washes it to" he smiled. He handed me the shirt. "Change into that" he smirked.

Stripping my sweats and shirt off I slipped the t-shirt on. It literally went to the middle of my butt. He smirked. Walking over to my suitcase I grabbed a pair of black booty shorts,a towel,my shampoo, and a razor I walked over to his mirror un-tying my hair and brushing it out.

"I'm just gonna shower, em..wheres the bathroom?" I looked up at him. Right next to the room to the left. I nodded giving his cheek a light peck. He whistled as I walked out of the room. My bum facing him. I giggled walking into the bathroom.

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I laid on the couch. My legs spread out on Zayns lap. His hands lightly stroking over my freshly shaved legs.

I was wearing the white shirt again and the shorts. My hair in a damp messy bun and for makeup I only had on a tinted moisturiser and a lip balm. I laid my head on the arm of the couch. Safaa's blanket covering my torso.

It seriously smells like freshly baked cookies. Grabbing my phone from Zayns hands I checked to see what he was doing. I giggled seeing he was playing Flappy Bird. "I hate that game" he pouted. He only scored a 7. "How did you go up to 63" he whined I shrugged.

"I don't really play it much" I murmured. "I wanna continue playing" he smiled grabbing my phone again. I giggle and grabbed his. Clicking his App Store I searched 'Flappy Bird' downloading the app I went to his camera.

Setting it to the inner front camera. I made sure Zayn wasn't looking sticking my bottom lip out slightly pouting. Taking the picture. For the next one I did the duck lips looking down army nose making me cross-eyed. I quietly giggled. The next one just me making a fishy face. For the last one I just took one of me smiling.