Carissa's POV
My eyes open to the sun that shines in the bedroom, illuminating it. There's a bubbly feeling in my stomach that makes me leap out of bed, and to the bathroom. Leaning into the toilet, my mouth flies open as I empty my stomach, the horrible coughing and burning my throat.
"Carissa?" I hear Zayn groggily say from the bedroom. "Are you alright?"
I can't answer as I feel the same sensation hit me again, the gross taste of stomach acid in the mouth. Gagging and coughing echoes in the bathroom as more and more comes out. My throat starts to hurt and burn as I struggle to stand, and walk over to the sink.
Zayn appears in the doorway, his eyes squinting from the amount of light. His hair is tossed, and his jaw still has the slight stubble that makes his cheeks look more sharp. The boxers on his waist hang low, but that doesn't seem to phase him as he walks over to me.
"Carissa," he stands behind me and holds my hair as I pour water in my mouth and gurgle. Spitting out the water, I grab my toothbrush and toothpaste as Zayn lets go of my hair and places kisses on my neck.
I struggle to put the toothpaste on but manage when Zayn stops his movements.
"I'll clean the room up for you," he mumbles and leaves me to brush my teeth.
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I head back out to see the bedroom clean, and no Zayn in sight.
"Zayn?" I call out to him as I walk down the hall.
"In the kitchen babe." My heart flutters at his pet name for me. Walking over to the kitchen, I spot Zayn leaning against the counter as I hear the microwave.
"What're you heating up?" I ask, rubbing my eyes. He looks up from the floor and smiles at me.
"Hot pockets," he says, laughing. The microwave beeps, causing me to jump at the noise. Zayn walks over to it, and opens the door, grabbing our breakfast.
"You want to eat on the couch?" He suggests.
"Sure." I yawn, taking the plate from his hands and padding over to the couch.
Zayn's POV
I can't help but watch her as she takes bites out of her hot pocket. Her eyes are focused on the food as she takes another bite, chewing slowly. I finished my food faster than her, and now I'm gazing at someone that can take my breath away in a heartbeat.
"Do you want to go somewhere?" I ask abruptly, causing her to stop chewing and look at me.
"What?" She asks, food still in her mouth as she swallows.
"Uh." F.uck just say it Malik. "Do you want to like, go to the mall or something?" I ask, rubbing the back of my head.
"Um," she thinks for a bit, "sure. Sounds fun." I sigh in relief as I watch her turn back and finish her breakfast.
"So when do you want to go?" She shrugs and sits up.
"When do you want to go?" Carissa asks back.
I can't help but smile at her as I answer back, "When you want to go?"
"Zayn," she whines, sitting up.
"It's your choice." I tell her, folding my arms over my chest.
"Maybe in a hour?" I nod in agreement.
"Alright," we both stand up, "I'll be back here in an hour."
"Okay," she says and heads towards her bedroom. Walking to the front door, I head out and enter my flat, shutting the door loudly.
Groans erupt in my apartment and I shush them.
"Are all of you guys awake?" I ask, walking towards them.
"No," Niall says as he shifts on the couch. His eyes are still closed as I push him a bit, trying to get him to wake.
"C'mon get up," I groan, "me and Carissa are going to the mall."
A chuckle is heard from the side of me. Turning toward the laugh, I see Harry sitting up from the love seat.
"Finally taking her out on a date huh?" Harry stretches out his arms and legs.
"Well it's not really a date," I tell him, hesitation in my voice.
"Really Zayn?" Louis grunts as he hits up in the second love seat. "You're taking her to the mall and saying that it's not a date?"
"Um..." Is it a date? Does Carissa know if it's a date?
"Zayn," Harry snaps me out of my thoughts, "is it a date or not?"
"It's a date okay?" I sigh. "Now are you going to help me get ready or not?" They both exchange looks before nodding.
"First you need to get showered, then we'll talk," Louis laughs.
"Okay," I breath out and head toward my bedroom.
"Liam," I open my bedroom door.
"What?" He asks, slipping on his clothes.
"I need to get ready," I tell him. He nods and stands up before heading out of the room.
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