Go Easy On Him {Ziall Horlik}

.9.

"Zayn is staying with us for a few weeks."

I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling as I thought about those words and what it would be like to live with Zayn for a couple weeks.

Would my feelings for him exceed? Or would it be so awkward that I would be stuck in my room all day?

I didn't want to face Zayn right now after what happened with Harry.

Speaking of Harry, he had been texting me nonstop but I couldn't be bothered to reply to his dirty messages so I put my phone on silent. I was just focused on the clock and when it would turn 8pm because that was when Zayn would arrive.

My stomach was doing somersaults and as soon as I heard voices downstairs and the front door open and shut, butterflies erupted inside me and I felt the urge to vomit from anxiety.

"Niall! Zayn's here!" I hear Louis' voice and I gasp. I can't do this. I just can't do this!

"I'm not feeling well, I'll be down in a minute!" I shout back but don't plan on actually going downstairs to meet my co-star who I may or may not start blooming feelings for.

"Alright! Call me if you need anything!" I hear Louis yell back.

I don't hear anything after that other than muffles so I just bury my head into the pillow and pretend that Zayn left to get rid of the butterflies still dancing around in my stomach. I end up screaming in my pillow, my voice muffled as I take out all my bubbling feelings vocally.

After a few hours of laying there, I begin to get hungry. I look over at the time and see the clock reading past midnight. I find it odd that they didn't invite me down to dinner but then I remember back to how Louis doesn't like arguing and I guess he already knew I was gonna deny the invite to dinner if he came up and asked.

It would've still been a bit thoughtful.

But I've become used to Louis' lazy attitude.

They are probably asleep by now so I could go downstairs and get a quick snack, maybe even bring it up and watch a movie or two before going to sleep. I liked that idea.

I took a deep breath before I tip toed out of my room, being careful of the my door which creaked time to time. I needed to consult Louis about that soon. 

The lights were all off, only the dim outlines of furniture being shown. I walked past Louis' room and saw the door open so peaked inside to see him star fished on the bed sound asleep as a bit of drool ran down his chin. I snickered before closing the door and began to walk down the long spiral staircase.

I wondered where Zayn was but my growling stomach disrupted my thoughts and I picked up my pace as I scurried off into the kitchen. I flicked on the lights and went straight to the fridge, pulling it open and having to squint at the bright light of the fridge because my eyes had been in the dark for really long.

I reached out and moved some things to get a better eye sight of my eating options. I saw the pasta from a few days ago and licked my lips as I picked it up and closed the fridge door. But just as I turned, two arms wrapped around my body making me scream and drop the pasta in surprise.

A hand clamped over my mouth to stop my scream and my heart began beating really fast as I forced my eyes to focus on the person in front of me.

"Shh, it's just me," I hear a familiar voice say and realisation kicks in.

"Zayn?" I gasp and the butterflies return making me cringe from the annoyance of them.

"Hey, didn't get a greeting from you earlier," He chuckles, showing his perfect white teeth and I inwardly moan at his beauty.