Keep Wishing (One Direction)

Chapter Nine; Please Be Mine

(Zayn’s POV)

                I woke up to Alyssa’s loud snoring. I laughed and she moved, slapping my chin. I poked her cheek and she slapped my hand.

                Alyssa is my life. People call her moody, too bubbly, and annoying. But she isn’t when I am around her. She is loveable and sweet. She won’t hurt someone’s feelings unless they hurt her.

                Paije is my life too. Paije is exactly like Alyssa, except she isn’t as bubbly. She is super sweet and loves to be the center of attention. Everyone loves her and she loves everyone.

                So pretty much, my life revolves around girls. Not a big difference from the normal Zayn Malik, loved by many. But, I did love these two girls. A lot, more than anyone can ever imagine, a lot more than anyone can dream.

(Alyssa’s POV)

“Poke,” A cute accent woke me up. I looked at him and smiled. He crushed his lips to mine and I laughed. I tried getting up and he pulled me back onto the bed, his arms wrapped around my waist.

“Let me go!” I laughed, trying to get away for the second time.

“No,” Zayn muttered. He was defiantly stronger than me. He rested his cheek on my head and I laughed.

“I love you.” I muttered, leaning my head against his chest.

“I love you too, babe.” Zayn told me.

“I love you more,”

“Nope, not possible,”

“Yes, actually it is possible.”

“No it isn’t! It is not possible.” Zayn yelled, pinning me to the bed. I smiled at him and he rolled his eyes. “I think it’s time for us to get our own house.”

“What?” I asked, propping myself up on my elbows.

“I think it’s time for us to get our own house. We have been living with everyone for a year; it’s time for us to go off on our own.”

“Okay,”

“Really, you want to?”

“Ya, but how are we supposed to pay for it?”

“I have singing,”

“I can get a job. Paije will be going into daycare anytime soon.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to Zayn. I can’t slide through life on your money.”