This isn't real {Zayn Malik}

Safety first

INTIMATE CHAPTER! DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO. THIS IS THE ONLY WARNING

I woke up the next day with a sore neck. My cheek was still slightly red, and it still stings. Zayns' legs were intertwined with mine, and his arm was wrapped around my body. His head rested on my stomach, so I couldn't get up. I didn't want to wake him, so I went on my phone until he woke up.

It was almost an hour before Zayn finally woke up. His brown hair was matted, and his voice raspy.

"How long have you been up?" He asked while wiping his eyes.

"Like 10 minutes"

"Oh okay. You coulda' moved me"

"I didn't wanna wake you"

Zayn got up, untangling himself from me, and without saying anything left the room. It took me a couple minutes to finally crawl out of bed. Zayn had gotten in the shower already, so I decided to make breakfast. Bacon and eggs, that never gets old. Within minutes the kitchen, and well, the whole house was filled with the scent of bacon. Within a couple of minutes Zayn emerged in sweats that fell low on his hips, and a black V-neck. He was toweling off his hair as he sat on the couch.

"I made breakfast."

"I'm know, I'm not blind."

"Okay. Are you gonna eat?"

"Nope not hungry"

"Are you sure. "

"I am 100% sure"

I ignored his attitude, maybe it was because it was early. I got myself a plate and put some eggs and a few pieces of bacon on it and made my way over to the couch. I sat by Zayn, but to my surprise he moved to the chair.

"Okay what is wrong?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask Liam!"

"What?"

"You know exactly what. You and Liam have been texting all week! Don't play stupid! I saw the messages. All the "you're so gorgeous Layla, anyone would be lucky to have you" How is that suppose to make me feel? My best mate and my girlfriend hitting it off? I don't like it! If you want Liam, go be with Liam!"

"Liam?! No! Okay, Zayn listen, Liam and I have known each other for a long time. We use to be neighbors and really close friends. We just started talking again after about 4 years. Nothing is going on! I don't want Liam, I want you"

"Well it sure doesn't seem like it Layla! And I guarantee this is more than a friendship to Liam. I bet you if we were to break up right now, he would crawl to your side like a cockroach!"

"So what!? What if he likes me!? I like you, no I love you! I don't love anyone else in the world as much as I love you! Are you too stupid to see that!?"

"Maybe I am. But I know one thing, I'm smart enough to notice something going behind my back."

And with that I got up, walked to the room, and started packing my stuff. I had almost got it all before I heard the door open.

"Layla don't leave. I just. I don't like the way all the guys talk to you like they can have you. You're mine and I want to keep it that way."

"Shut up"

"What?"

"You heard me. Shut up. As in don't speak, keep your mouth shut. Shut up"

"Okay"

"I'm leaving. And when you are ready to stop being a complete idiot, you call me. But until then, I'm not coming back."

"Don't leave. Were are you gonna go?"