Nightmare (4th Book in Messages Series and Zayn x Reader)

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We walked down the street our arms looped together as we walked. I smiled to myself as I saw us in a window we passed. "I like this." I looked over at Zayn at the sound of his voice. I smiled again. "I like this too, Zayn." "It's like old times." I nodded and looked back ahead. It was like old times. "Zayn. I miss us." It was true. I missed him. I missed us together. The dates. The kissing. The time together. The times I snuck out to see him. I looked over to him. "I miss us too. Do you think we'll ever be together again?" Damn just ask me out Malik. "Yes I do." Zayn's gaze shifted to me. "Really?" I nodded. "What about like now? Right at this moment?" I smiled and nodded once again. "Will you be my girlfriend again (Y/N)?" I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Of course." I pressed my lips to his and I felt him kiss back. I loved this. He was my favorite feeling. Was there such a feeling as Zayn Malik? I did know the feeling I felt at this moment was love.

"Zayn where is my underwear?" I looked around the room with my underwear drawer open and nothing inside. I was a bit pissed off. I opened my other drawers to only have socks and pants inside. I opened my closet door to see my hanger with all my bras missing too. I clutched my towel to my body as I looked around my dorm room. Zayn laid on his bed scrolling through his phone. "Malik." He moved his phone down and stared at me. "Come to give me a show baby?" He smirked as I scowled at him. "Shut up. Where's my clothes?" "Oh baby that's not how you should talk standing in a towel." He stood up from his bed and walked over to me. I looked over at him and dropped my towel. "Can I have my clothes now? I have class and it's getting cold." Zayn blinked rapidly and pointed over to his closet. "It's actually quite s-steamy in here baby..." I rolled my eyes and opened his closet. My clothes were inside. My underwear folded on the top shelf like they were in my drawer and my bra hanger hanging up. I grabbed out a pair of underwear and a bra. I put them on as I watched Zayn grab a towel and walk towards the bathroom. I stood in front of the door and crossed my arms. "Where are you going? You have class in twenty minutes." Zayn gulped and opened the door sliding past me into the bathroom and locking the door. "HEY!" I grumbled as I rolled my eyes at his childlike move. "Sorry babe! Gotta take a cold shower!" Huh? OH. I blushed and went to put the rest of my clothes on. My boyfriend is so weird. I love him for that though.