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Jessica Wilson


I awoken up by the sunshine peeking through the curtain of my window. I rubbed my eyes, feeling the pounding headache. I also felt a weight in my waist. My eyes are suddenly open, seeing that someone's arm is draping over my stomach. I suddenly remember the last night's events. Some are blurry. But I sighed in relief knowing that it's Zayn and my family isn't here. I turn around, making face to face with Zayn. I absorbed all of his beautiful features, his perfect jawline, his cheekbones, his eyes.....


His eyes suddenly are fluttering open. My eyes are now wide open and I feel my face reddened. He loosened his grip on my waist and I sit up.


"good morning!", I said stretching my limbs. I glance back at him and he's already sitting up.


"Good morning! How's your head?", he asked massaging my head.


"The worst headache! ugh!", I responded, rubbing my temples. He stood up stretching and then walking to the nightstand.


"I'm going to get you some water and advil. Do you need anything? Food?", he smiled at me before reaching for his phone and then walked towards the door.


"Um no, i don't want anything", he nods and then leave the room.


Minutes later, he came back with two pink pills and a tall glass of water.


"Here.", he sit at the edge of the bed and gave me them. I drink it.


"Thank you Zayn", I said giving him a hug.


"It's okay", he released the hug and smile back at me. He looked away from me and I noticed something in his eyes; like confusion or sadness.


"Zayn, is there something wrong?", I asked then cupping his face with my hands.



Zayn Malik


I sat there in front of her looking everywhere but her eyes. I'm still a little bit confused about what she said last night before i drifted off to sleep.

I don't know if it's because she's really drunk or whatever. Or maybe..ugh nothing...forget it.


"Ey, look at me", she demanded, dropping her hands from my face and then held my hands.


I looked straight in her brown eyes and observe it.


"What's wrong? Did I do something bad?", she asked with a worry in her voice.

I squeezed her hands before dropping it. I now cupped her face and searching for her eyes.


"It's really nothing. its just I'm really worried about you last night. You're really so wasted. And no, you didn't do anything, okay? don't worry", I said in a soft voice. I smiled at her and lightly tap her head before sitting beside her.

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