Embarrassment!

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"Aunt...what are you..doing in my bed..?" I yawn...

"Fuck.." I half-scream the moment I open my eyes...Zayn's sleeping on the edge of my small bed..crooked..

I'm so glad he didn't wake up when I screamed..I get out of my bed and try to make this tiny bed of mine comfortable for Zayn..I place a chair with a pillow on it beside the bed and put Zayn's legs on it..Better..

Zayn.Innocent.Malik...He looks so beautiful..Beautiful?Sorry,handsome..I've never seen anyone handsome-r than him...He looks as innocent as a new born baby...His lips are looking so kissable..I can probably stare at him for my entire life..

By the way..I remember last night I went to club with him..We danced..but I don't remember returning home..and why is Zayn in my room?

I tiptoe downstairs..Aunt is reading newspaper..

"Morning.." I smile and sit on the table..

" Good morning Blaire..Did you see the time?" She sweetly taunts me..

"What's the time?" I look at the clock..

"Fuck.." I scream and run to my room..It's 7:50 already..ten minutes left before my class starts..

" Zayn!Wake up!" I scream as I pull out a red hoody and a pair of blue jeans..

"What happened?" He asks me as he rubs his eyes..his voice is extremely raspy.

" Did you see the time?It's 7:50.." I say as I take off my top..

FUCK! I TOOK OFF MY TOP IN FRONT OF ZAYN...

I quickly put on my hoody..Glad I was a wearing small tank top underneath..But that doesn't make the situation any better..I'm embarrassed as hell..

"I didn't see anything.." Zayn's face is red..

"Ugh..." I half-ran out of the room..I wash my face which is red as a tomato..and wear my jeans..the day couldn't get any better..Ugh..

When I return to my room Zayn's standing,looking at himself in my full length mirror..

"Uhm..Breakfast's ready..The washroom is there..Freshen up and..Come downstairs.." I dont even wait for his reply and leave the room..I'm extremely abashed.."Make it fast.." I scream from the stairs..

I grab my sandwich and wear my shoes..

"Where's your bag?" Aunt questions..

"Bag? Yeah.." I run upstairs and whoop! I crash into Zayn..

He's laughing..

"What's so funny?" I push him away and get into my room to take my bag..I look at my reflection...Messy hair..Smudged mascara..and two different types of shoes..One converse and another one is tom..I take my bag..Glad I packed everything I needed before..and again run downstairs..

"Slow down Blaire.." Zayn tells me..He's comfortably eating breakfast..

"Seriously Zayn? Five minutes left till our class start.." I change my shoe..And pull the hood over my messy hair..

"Bye aunt.." I scream and head out of the house..

" I need an explanation when you return.." She screams...yeah..explanation..I need to explain her why Zayn was here..But do I myself know why he was in my room?And how did I return from the club? Don't have time to think about it..I start walking towards my college..

"Hey wait.." Zayn runs towards me..He has his bag..Donno how..

"What happened last night ?" I ask him..

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