Those Five Boys {EDITING ATM}

Chapter 55

Claire's POV

After a couple of minutes into the movie, I can feel my eyes grow heavy as my body limps to my right side.

"Sorry," I apologize to Zayn as I sit up.

I head him chuckle and say,"It's alright", before focusing back on the movie.

"I think I'm gonna head home and-um," I don't finish as my eyes close and fall asleep.

Zayn's POV

When the movie is finished, I hear light snoring coming from my side. Looking down, I see Claire sleeping, her head is tucked into her chest.

"She's asleep Liam," I tap his shoulder. He looks down at her and yawns.

"I'll take her upstairs," he stands and starts to reach for her but I stop him.

"I'll do it, you've been a great help to her and I want to be a part of it," I tell him.

He stands up straight and heads toward the kitchen, "I'm going to grab a drink", he says and disappears into the next room. I look down at her, she moved, now on her back, laying on the cushions.

"Claire in going to carry you now yeah?" I tell her as I stand and pick her up.

As I'm going up the stairs, she mumbles,"Can you carry me to Liam's room?"

"O-Okay," my voice stutters for some reason. Liam's room is already open as I step inside, and place her on his bed. As I pull the covers over her, I start to head out of the room.

"Zayn?" She calls out. I stop walking and then my body around, she's sitting up, her eyes are wide open. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure," I reply. She pats the spot next to her. I walk over to the bed and sit down, waiting for her to ask.

"This is going to sound weird but bare with me on this okay?" She moves her hands around a bit.

"Okay."

"H-Have you dated anyone before?" She asks. I can feel the air thicken in an instant. The only thing I can hear is our breathing.

"Yeah, I have." I tell her truthfully. It's true, I have dated girls in the past but it wasn't serious.

"So what does it feel like to feel love?" She asks.

"Well, I haven't really felt real love," I look into her eyes, which are staring back into mines. "I think it feels like endless happiness, like you're the only person in the world. It gives you a sense of security when you're with that person." There's a long pause before she speaks.

"How do you know that you're in love? Like true love?" Her gaze is pulled away and to her lap.

"The only thing you can think about is that person, you can't stop thinking about them even when you try. When you look at them, you can't find a single flaw in or on them, they're perfect to you. And when you lock eyes with them, the whole world stops, time freezes and it's just you and that other person. Every time you touch, it's like electricity shoots through you, a warmness in your body. You feel like you're life is enlightened by that person, you're ten times happier than before. You're just absolutely in love with that person. That's true love." We're back to staring at each other, she leans in to me. Is she going to kiss me? No, she's not, she's not.

Truth is, I've had feelings for her over the weeks we've gotten to know each other, she's the most beautiful girl I've ever met. The first time when she was cuddling with me, it felt right, like we were meant to be together. She has the most gorgeous smile that lights up my day. I don't know what I'm doing but I'm leaning in also, closing my eyes.

"Zayn are you hungry?" Liam shouts from the kitchen, making me shoot my eyes open and jump. Claire jumps also, silence filling the room right after.

"Yeah I'll be down in a sec," I shout and stand from the bed. "You can come join if you want to." I tell her. This is so f.ucking awkward.

"Yeah," she stands and walks beside me as we head downstairs.

"Oh, I didn't know that you were awake," Liam says as he hands us plates of spaghetti.

"Yeah I woke up, I hated that movie," Claire speaks, scrunching her face as she takes a bite of her food.

"Sorry, I know how you hate scary movies," he laughed and takes a bite. We continue to eat until we feel full, our plates are empty.

"I'll wash dishes," Claire stands up with her plate.

"No, I'll do it," I stand also, and head to the sink where she is. Liam walks out of the room, leaving me and her alone. F.uck.

Claire's POV

Liam left the room, leaving me with Zayn. I sarcastically thank him in my head while I turn if the faucet, putting the dish under the running water. I can feel Zayn's gaze burning on the side of my face as I wipe the dish and place it on the rack. Grabbing another plate and washing it, Zayn taps my shoulder but I ignore it, knowing that his eyes will be locked with mine.

What happened in Liam's bedroom was really intense. I wanted to know what love feels like and how and you tell. As he was talking, I took in his appearance.

His chiseled jawline, those beautiful brown eyes, the way his accent slips in when he talks, and his hair, perfectly messed in an upward motion from his hands running through them. It felt like all those symptoms of true love happened in that very room, with him.

When he was finished talking, I felt my body lean in, he was just so informative and deep when he talked, I felt my face inches from his. The warmness radiating off of his body, I could smell his cologne, which made me feel a sense of security.

I finally finish washing the dishes, my body never turned towards him, as I make my way towards the living room. Liam is sitting on the couch, watching Tv.

"Hey Liam," I sit next to him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Hey Claire," I can feel him smile before he focuses back on the show. The seat on the couch shifts and I know it's Zayn. The awkwardness in the room is killing me, my body feels hot but cold at the same time. A couple minutes into watching the--what it looks like--a documentary on animals, my phone vibrates. The screen reads 'Zayn' and I frown. Why is he texting me? I slide my phone across the screen to read it.

Zayn:

'Can we talk about what happened?' It reads. I don't know if I should reply or not. Another message shows up from him. 'We need to talk.' My thumbs hesitate but finally touch the screen.

Me:

'Liam's here, I don't want to text about this, talking is better but not now.' I hit 'send'. There's no reply from him as we continue to watch the documentary in silence.

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A/N

First of all, sorry for all the notes telling you to vote and comment. It's just that I like to see that people actually read my story.

And second of all, I'm not able to post chapters this week. It's because I don't have enough chapters to post right now. Sorry, it's going to be a busy week for me.

Please understand.

-smileforzayn