Voices Numb: Zayn Malik

Chapter 8.

COLE'S POV-

"Do you guys reckon she's up yet?"

My eyes felt heavy but I was slowly able to open them. The sun was streaming into the window that I must have forgotten to close last night. I looked to my left where Austin was still fast asleep snoring lightly. 

The bed moved underneath my wait and I snuck out of the spare room quietly. 

"Harry! What's wrong with you?" I shout-whispered and hit his arm.

"Errmm Cole.. You're up?" He smiled sheepishly at the ground and rubbed his neck. 

"How could I sleep with all the noise you guys were making down here?"

"Is, your friend still asleep?"

"Maybe..."

Louis slapped my bum as he walked into the lounge room and slung his arm around Harry.

"Well we didn't want to talk about it in front of him, but did you guys have sex?"

His abruptness startled me and I hesitated, which in the apartment is a bad idea to start with.

"A HA! You did. Austin visited more then one kitchen last night" He added a wink at the end.

"Lou, what does that even mean?"

"Oh Harry you're just so innocent." I laughed at the last statement and finally after many many questions from the boys I quietly slipped back into my room.

"Morning, Cole."

"Austin." I smiled at the half naked boy in my bed. 

He realised that he was sitting half naked on my bed and a bright red tinge began to spread across his cheeks. I felt merciful this morning and moved to pick up his clothes of the floor. 

"You know, with a body like that you really shouldn't be embarrassed."

"You can talk. Are you some sort of gymnist or something?"

"Dancer."

"I was going to say, with a body like yours."

It was my turn to blush now and I realised that Austin still hadn't put on his shirt. We both moved closer together and I felt myself leaning in towards his lips right as the door slammed open.

"Cole, do you wanna--" Zayn looked up from his bagel that he was chewing and stopped dead in his tracks. 

I took a minute to see how this must have looked to Zayn, both myself and a random guy sitting half naked almost on top of each other in the spare room of the apartment I had been invited to stay in for a holiday. 

Things definatly weren't looking good for me this morning. 

His face went blank for a second and then I saw an emotion that I couldn't quite place. That was soon enough gone and replaced with anger and a flush of red. 

"Cole, Can I speak with you outside?" He was speaking to me through gritted teeth and I found myself getting more worked up than I would like. 

I sighed making sure Zayn knew that I wasn't happy to be interrupted. "Austin, stay here I will be right back." 

I placed a light kiss on his lips and headed outside to meet Zayn.

"Cole. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" 

"Woah, Woah, Why are you yelling?"

He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the laundry and he turned on the dryer to mask our yelling at each other. 

"ZAYN, I'M 18 I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!"