His Past // Zion Kuwonu

Ch. 5

TJ

The house felt different. I couldn't figure out why. It's 2:30am and I still haven't slept. I got up, wrapping my soft blanket around myself. I walked down the hallway and opened each of the boys doors and peeked in to see if everyone was okay. When I got to Zions room, I noticed he wasn't in there. Even in the dark, I would usually be able to point out a 6'2 guy sleeping. But I didn't this time.

I walked back to my room and pulled my phone of the charger. My fingers were quick and harsh against the screen as I dialed Z's number.

With every ring, I became a little more anxious. I let out a huff when he hit decline on the call.

"Fuck" I breathed. Z hates being out late. He told me. I hope he's not hurt. I jumped back into my bed when I heard the front door unlock, slowly and quietly. I listened to who was coming in. Their footsteps were quiet. Very quiet. My breathing became quicker, but somehow quieter when the sound of doors being opened scared me. I don't think this was Zion coming in.

I listened as the front door was opened again, and then shut, quietly.

I got up once again when I felt sure that no one was up or walking around my house. I noticed doors were opened. Closer doors.

"Shit..." I muttered once I realized that the gun we keep in a safe was gone. The safe was opened, nothing in it but ammo.

I ran back into my room when once again, the front door opened up downstairs. This time, I heard a heavy sigh and I knew that it was Zion this time. I know what huff anywhere.

I slowly, for the third time tonight, came out of my room just in time to see Zion going into his room. I made my way in there and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Get away from m-" he turned around "Oh shit, sorry TJ. I thought you were someone else" he breathed.

"Nope. Just me." I chuckled "are you okay? It's 3am..."

He sighed. "Yes, I'm okay..."

I watched as he crawled into his bed, pulling the covers over himself. I took this as my chance. I lifted the covers up and laid next to him. He's warm.

He seemed tense at first, but quickly softened once I got comfy.

"Are you sure you're okay, Z?" I questioned, looking up at him.

He was laying on his back with his hands behind his head. "I'm okay, I promise." He said, staring at the dark ceiling.

I nodded and reached my hand up to his dreads, playing with some of them. His eyes fluttered shut and he let out a small sigh.

I don't know if he even likes me. But I like him.
But what about Nick?
But I thought I was over Nick?
But why am I thinking about nick while laying with Zion?
What is wrong with me?

"Tj...way are we doing this" Zion questioned.

"I don't-I don't really know..." I spoke, feeling stupid.

"I like it...I like you..." He said.

"I like you too, Z" I spoke, amused that he was opening up about his feelings a little bit

He nodded.

I felt his arm pull me a little closer to him, and I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

The next morning

I woke up and realized I was still cuddling with Zion.

Shit, I hope none of the boys saw.