The Way We Made It Happen [UNDER PAINFULLY SLOW EDITING]

Chapter 7 - Times like these call for RomCom's.

-Hannah's POV-

"This is it" I said, pulling into my driveway. It struck me that he's the only guy I've ever gotten home. Evan's came to pick me up and drop me off but I never actually invited him inside. But there's always a first for everything. What happened 20 minutes ago was example enough.

"Babe, I need a shower, lemme just get my gym bag" Zayn said walking around me to the boot of his car. "You carry clothes around huh?" he looked over at me with a sheepish smile and said " I hit the gym at anytime, so I keep a bag handy in case I didn't bring one from home"

Dude. This guy. Exactly like me.

"Hi-fi Zayn! I do the same" he looked at me like I did the most adorable thing or something, I blushed. "No, babe, you're so cute you know that" he came around behind me and slung his arms around my neck and nuzzled his cheek onto mine.

"Lets go in, my parents are out anyways for a business trip for 2 weeks so the house is all mine. Yussss!!" I walked him up to my room on the top floor. He hadn't left my hand since we entered, and I'm coming to admire his affectionate side.

"You can have my bathroom, I shower in my parents' when they're not around anyways, so see you in 15?" i said while rummaging around for clothes in my cupboard,

I needed a bath. Like really bad.

"Hannah"

"Yeah?"

"Nothing" he gave me a crooked, but sexy smile. I pouted back and took off to my parents room. This guy was awesome I thought as the hot water hit my skin. He was so nice and all, I know its really soon to get so close, but there's this feeling of being complete with him.

We have the same habits, tastes, sense of humour and at the same time we're different, he's an early riser, I'm a late sleeper. I'm a socializer while he likes to keep it low. But I'm so attracted to him. Not in a superficial way, but for the way he talks to me, holds me, touches me. Its all amazing.

I'm gonna work my ass off in this relationship, I want him to be THE guy! I toweled off and put on my favourite Batman tshirt and shorts and plugged in the hair-dryer to semi-dry my hair. After around 5 minutes, I was back in my room.

Zayn was standing near my bookshelf in his gym clothes, a sexy body fit black tee and basketball shorts. This guy was hot beyond words. My heart did that cute little dance again. " A TFIOS fan, I assume?" he said holding out my copy of it. I nodded.

"You have an impressive collection, classics as well as contemporaries, that's nice, much like my own" he gave me that smile again.

"Don't you thinks its funny how people swoon about Augustus and Hazel but not about Isaac and Gus, I mean, Isaac said he'd rather remain blind then see a world without Gus. That's called love, you know what I mean?" I said, I never told anyone my thoughs on this book, they were too deep.

I looked away, feeling shy. "Hey,baby, its okay, to tell you the truth I felt the same when I read it" he said turning my chin up to face him. "Really?" all wide-eyed, I asked him. I never thought anyone could match up to my intellect.

"Yess, and by the way; Im loving you in these clothes." he winked while tugging at the hem of my shirt. "Well, I guess Il have to wear them more often, don't you think so?" I said plopping onto the bed, pulling him with me.

We snuggled under the sheets and I turned on the TV. We settled on a romantic comedy called You've Got Mail, which we both claimed to be wanting to watch since a long time. It felt right to be there in Zayn Maliks arms watching TV in my bed. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he wrapped his around my shoulder and placed my chin on his chest. A long way around is what we're gonna have.

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