You Want Me (Ziall) Discontinued

Chapter 5

"Zayn oh my gosh. Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" I said after the concert as I laid down in my dressing room.

"I wanted to surprise you." He said.

A flash connected with my eyes when I looked at Zayn. "Smile." He smirked.

"Zayn." I whined.

"What? I like taking pictures of beautiful things." He said snapping another picture of me.

I blushed lightly, not helping myself but to smile.

He walked over and sat on the couch next to me and shot a pick of us on his phone. "Are you gonna put that on Instagram?" I asked.

"Yep." He said putting emphasis on the 'p'.

"Zayn no." I whined.

"It'll be fine." He said. And soon the picture was posted on Instagram. "Niall c-can I ask you something."

"Anything." I sighed.

"Do you want to hang out tonight."

My eyes widened. "You-You mean like hang out."

"Yea like at my place." Zayn said biting his lip. And I have to say that it was the cutest thing ever.

"Y-Yea sure." I said breathlessly.

***

I held onto Zayns shoulders hiding my face in his neck as we watched the purge. "Don't let the goddamn guy in you idiot!" I yelled. "Are you trying to get yourself killed!"

Zayn laughed. "Niall you know they can't hear you right."

"Shut up Zayn I'm watching a movie."

Zayn laughed louder and I jumped into his lap when the criminals got there.

"You idiots."

"Niall they can't-

"Zayn I'm trying to talk to them." I said frustratedly.

"Okay." He mumbled.

The rest of the time it was quiet. Except for me yelling at the tv anytime they did something stupid. When it finished we fell asleep, with Zayns arms wrapped around me securely.

***

I groaned opening my eyes feeling the sun hit my face.

Zayns arms were still wrapped around me. Watching him, he looked peaceful. I pouted knowing that I'm gonna have to get up.

I slowly got out of his embrace trying as hard as I could to not wake him up, finally landing myself safely on the floor.

I walked over to the kitchen opening the fridge deciding to make something considering I'm really hungry.

Hunger has not time. I'm always hungry...........

"Niall." Zayn mumbled.

"Shit." I cursed under my breath.

Loud footsteps came from the living room and soon Zayn was walking up to me wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I thought you left."

"No."

"Sorry. I just.......I had a dream that's all." He blushed.

"It's okay. I'm here. Why don't after I make breakfast we could go out or something." I suggested.

"Yea. That'd be nice." He said running his hand through his hair walking out of the kitchen.

***

"So what was your dream about." I asked licking my ice cream Zayn had bought after I resisted.

"Ugh nothing."

"If it was nothing, you wouldn't have freaked out."

"I don't want you to think any different of me." I mumbled.

"Why would I?"

"I don't know."

"Zayn you know you can tell me anything."

"What happened to keeping everything simple?"

"Things change." I said smiling. "C'mon just tell me."

"Okay well ugh.......my father came back and well he kinda made a screw up of everything and I ended up losing you because of it."

"Great way to sum it up." I chuckled.

"Everything was different. But you left."

"Well would you be happy to know that I'm not leaving."

Zayns eyes widened. "Really."

"Zayn we've been over this before. Just don't hurt me." I said. "But I highly doubt you would do that. Right?"

"I won't. I promise."

"Great then we can cut that whole public thing between us." I said throwing away my empty ice cream.

"Wait what? What do you mean?"

"I'm saying, if we're going to try to become friends and make this work then what's the point of having the publicity crap."

"Oh."

"Yep." I said putting emphasis on the 'p'. "Now let's go." I said grabbing ahold of his hand. "Oh my gosh I think I'm starting to act like Selena." I laughed.