I stepped out of the shower, drying my body, and wrapping my hair in the towel.
I got dressed into some pajama's, these lazy shorts that were black and hide a white stripes on the side.
I pulled a blue loose t-shirt and brushed my teeth, grabbing my hairbrush as I left the bathroom.
I walked into the area where the beds were, watching as Zayn looked through his luggage.
"You okay?" I asked, sitting on the chair.
"Yeah, just looking for clean clothes." He chuckled.
I nodded and played some music as Zayn walked into the bathroom.
A couple songs later, I was finally finished dealing with the tangles and was combing through my hair to make sure.
"She's a good girl, she's daddy's favorite, shes set for Harvard, their sure she'll make it. shes good at school."
"She can speak french. I think she's fluent." Zayn smirked walking into the room.
"Cuz everynight she studys hard in her room, at least thats what her parents assume." I winked.
"She sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend, here's what she told me, the time that I caught her." Zayn sung, smiling at me.
"She said to me, forget what you saw, cuz good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught! So just turn around, and forget what you saw, cuz good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught." We laughed.
"You like 5sos?" He smiled, putting his dirty clothes in a different compartment of his luggage.
"Yeah." I blushed.
"My friend Sara loves them, so I listen to them sometimes when I'm with her and our friends."
"That's cool. They are a good band, not to mention cute." I giggled.
"Hey!' Zayn pouted.
"Hush up." I laughed.
"Especially Luke and Ashton. Damn." I grinned, putting my brush down.
He laughed, putting his luggage in the corner of my room.
"I'm gonna take a smoke okay?" He blushed, taking his cigarettes and lighter out.
"Alright." I said, hopping onto the bed, laying on my stomach.
I scrolled through my phone, going through instagram, or vine, snapchat, and texted Lily and James.
After a while, Zayn came back in, laying next to me.
"Watcha doing?" He asked, watching me scroll through my phone.
"Mmm texting Lily, we haven't been able to talk much." I said.
He took my phone out of my hands, exiting out of the message app.
"What are you doing?" I said,
"Putting my number in your phone. U-unless you don't want me too. S-sorry. I just thoug--" He stuttered, blushing.
"Zayn, I want your number in there." I smiled.
He blushed, nodded and adding his contact in.
"Wait, let me see it before you save it." I said as I took the phone from him.
"What are you doing?" He asked me.
"I always add emojis to peoples contacts names. Makes it more unique." I said, adding a blue heart, a blushing smiling face, and the monkey face covering its eyes.
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Teacher's Aid (Zayn Malik Fanfic)
Fanfiction"We need to tell my family soon. I'm tired of hiding it from them." He looked up at the sky before looking back into my eyes. "I know." "They are going to freak out." "I know." He repeated. "I'll probably be under house arrest after." He broke into...
