Loving You Still {Z.M}

Two

Esme

"Do you think that's a good idea?" I ask Brayden, as we stare down at Zayn's sleeping frame on the couch. Brayden wants to pour water on him, because he says Zayn sleeps way too much. I cross my arms in front of me, as Brayden shrugs. Of course my brother would think of something like this.

He holds the bowl of ice cold water in his hands, as Zayn lies there peacefully. Soft snores leave his parted lips, his chest rising up and down with every breath. He looks so adorable honestly. Brayden hums as he tips over the bowl over his face, I watch as the water falls from the bowl and into Zayn.

"What the actual fuck?!" Zayn yells as his eyes pop open, his face being wet and so is the couch. His hair is now being pushed down by the water. Brayden starts laughing as I stand there trying not to laugh either. Zayn glares at my brother, then he looks at me as he sits up.

"Were you in on this princess?" He asks, and instantly I shake my head no before I let out a soft giggle because of course I was. His hair is all wet now and is dripping with water. Brayden can't stop laughing as Zayn stands up grabbing a pillow and then smacking Brayden with it.

"Ow dude." Brayden complains, and I let out another laugh at my brothers pain. Zayn turns turns to look at me, his eyes sparkling but he has a small glare at on his face; but I know he's just playing around.

He walks towards me before he stands right in front of me. I stare up at him with a grin on my face. I've been back for almost a week. I've been spending time with Zayn almost everyday. We've been catching up on all the lost time of me leaving here and attending school somewhere else. Christmas is in a couple of days, and I can't wait honestly.

He grabs my waist before he picks me up effortlessly, and tossing me over his shoulder. His hand resting on my thigh and my ass. I feel my cheeks heating up, his wet hair dropping on me.

"I'm taking you upstairs baby." He hums before turning around walking out of the living room. Brayden has a look of disgust on his face and I let out a small laugh. My hair is starting to get into my face as he walks up the steps of the stairs and towards my bedroom.

Zayn opens my bedroom door, and tosses me on my bed. I let out a laugh, scooting back so my back is hitting the back of my bed. My back pressed against the hard surface of the headboard. My eyes are on my lovely boyfriend who closes my bedroom door and he flips the lock on the door.

"You are something else baby." Zayn states shaking his head before his fingers grab the hem of his tee shirt stripping the thin material of his shirt off of his body and onto the ground displaying off his toned chest and everything else.

I always liked looking at his tattooed chest, and seeing the ink covered his chest along with his arms. He's just so beautiful, and all that is mine. He's is a beautiful man, something that God placed on this earth to bless the population. He has a nipple piercing and god lord, he couldn't get any hotter if he tried.

"Staring isn't nice baby girl." He teases, and I shrug sitting up as I continue taking in his very attractive appearance. The water has his hair everywhere but even messy looks good on him. He has light stubble covering his face. His jawline is so prominent and his cheekbones make him look even better. His eyes though, are my favorite. They are a warm color of honey that sparkle under the light, and sparkles whenever he talks about something he loves.

"I can't help but to stare at you darling. You are so damn hot, and I'm beyond lucky to be seeing you." I hum as he smirks when I say that. He walks over towards the bed climbing onto the mattress and towards me. His hands grabbing my ankles so I can lay down on the bed, I'm now under him as he hovers me.