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Blues P.O.V
Zayn comes back to mine for the night because I know he doesn't like to be alone at night, once we got through the front door Zayn began to yell.
"I'm home bit-"
"Zayn! Dads sleeping!"
"I'm home bitches!" he whisper yelled which made me laugh quietly I directed for him to follow me, I walked into the kitchen with him following close behind, I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge, and looked to Zayn.
"Want something to drink?" I asked, I smirked when I saw the look on his face, he loved my hot chocolates so I boiled the jug and got it out, he smiled at me when he saw it.
"You know me so well Blue."
I smiled at him and made his drink, I sat next to the barstool that he sat at, giving him his drink, he tried to drink it fast but it was too hot and he nearly spat it out, which made me laugh, once he pulled the cup away from his face he had a cream moustache on his actual moustache, I snorted and he looked at me confused.
"You got a little.." I explained directing to his moustache, he nodded leaving it there, I raised my brow at him and he explained that he purposely did it so he could save it for later, I rolled my eyes.
"Such a boy." I laughed opening my water bottle and taking a sip when I felt something fluffy on my cheek, I looked to Zayn to find him pulling his hand away from my face smirking, I brought my hand to where I felt it and found cream on my cheek, as I bought it off my cheek and wiped it quickly on Zayns nose, he scowled at me I quickly got off the barstool, grabbing my water and making a run for it.
I ran out the kitchen door while quietly squealing because I could hear him behind me, I ran up the stairs into the bathroom and locked the door, holding my breath so he couldn't hear me, I sat on the counter next to the sink, a few seconds later I heard the door handle jiggle and held back a laugh a soft knock on the door signalled he was coming in and I was about to squeal when I heard my fathers voice.
"Hurry up Blue, I need to pee," I quickly got off the counter and unlocked the door, seeing my dad with squinted, bloodshot eyes and a black dressing gown on, he moved his hand telling me to get out, I quickly squished past him and I started to head to my room, just as I was going to open the door it opened and a hand pulled me in.
"Found you." he whispered and hugged me tightly, I was confused at the affection and hugged back, I then felt him press his mouth to the crook of my mouth and blow a raspberry on the the skin of my neck, I squeal and push him away.
"Do you want to be found in my room by my dad? Don't make me squeal."
"Baby, I could make you scream," Zayn says, making me frown with wide, shock-filled eyes, Zayn winks before laughing quietly, trying to contain a loud one, I laugh with him.
"Where are you going after this Z?" I ask getting the feeling he has nowhere to be, I look at him with soft eyes, he looks up to me and smiles weakly, he shrugs looking down shamefully, I feel my eyes sting for my poor brown eyed boy, he deserves nothing but love.
"You can stay here, you just have to be out before my dad wakes up, so before four in the afternoon," I explain rolling my eyes at my dads life decisions, Zayn chuckles quietly, I look to his eyes through the dark and smile widely at him looking happy again.
"Are you sure? I could go stay at Louis or Nialls-"
"I'm not letting you stay at a crack house."
"It's not a crack house-"
"Yes it is."
"Go to bed Blue," Zayn retorts playfully, I giggle and pull him towards the drawers, I squat down to the bottom draw and grab a pair of his sweats he left here last time he stayed, I pull them out and my oversized AC/DC shirt, I hand them to him and push him to the bathroom, while he gets changed in the bathroom I quickly change into my black pyjama shorts and black v neck, climbing into bed.
Just as I'm comfy I hear the bathroom door open and Zayn comes out in the sweats and shirt, he puts his clothes next to his side of the bed, I lift the covers for him to get in, once he's in and comfy, I look to see his eyes wide open, I reach my hand out to his face and stroke his cheek with my thumb, I feel a tear fall on my thumb and I hear him sniffle quietly.
He's always been terrible with falling asleep, he's afraid he have a nightmare about that awful night again, I move closer him and wrap my arms around him, he puts his head to my chest and cries quietly, I rub his back with one hand and run my fingers through his beautifully soft hair.
"It's okay Zayn, it's not your fault, it's never been and never will be your fault, they love you so much, I just know it." I soothe him quietly, his crying settles and his sniffles get smaller each time he does it.
"Good night Z, I love you." I tell him truthfully, love for me was willing to put someone else's needs before my own, and that's what I did with Zayn, he deserves for someone to love him, and I don't mind being that person.
"Goodnight Blue, sweet dreams, I love you too, so much sweetheart."
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imagine Zayn being that way w you like awH bby
i love him sm
-beck.
