His Possession

Chapter 18

Isabella's p.o.v.

"Nemo!" 

"No, I want Fury!"

"That shit is so depressing, just put on Borat!"

"Guys! We'll let Bella pick, seen as though you nutcases can't even agree on a damn movie. And really Ashton, Nemo?" Zayn interrupts the bickering boys, handing me the remote to the TV.

"Hey! Nemo is both an action thrilling and emotion-pulling film, okay!" He defends as we all laugh at his response.

"Come on guys, why don't we reach a middle ground here" I say as I flick though the category of action movies. "Deadpool? it's got comedy, action and a smidge of emotional trauma just for Ashton." I laugh as he flips me the finger.

"Yeah, that sounds good" Callum agrees, pressing play as I chuck him the remote.

I grab a pillow from behind me and tuck it behind my head, we are all spread out across their big-ass sofa, it's big enough for us all of us not to have to squeeze together, and for that I'm thankful. 

"Pass me the popcorn please Bella?" Micheal points to the bowl placed in front of me.

"Shh" Ashton directs at Micheal "the movie is starting," I chuckle at his seriousness towards the opening credits and throw a few pieces of popcorn at him before I hand the bowl over to Micheal, laughing when he playfully glares at me.

"Here, do you want some of my blanket?" Zayn holds it up and I nod in response, it's damn cold in here.

I tuck some of the blanket underneath me and I can see the small smirk on Zayn's face when I start to tug at it, the bastard's hogging it all.

"Don't be mean" I laugh at him and can practically feel Ashtons glare from the back of my head,  I quickly turn to him and flash him an overly-enthusiastic smile as I give the blanket one final pull before I give up.

"You know, if you wanted to have more of the blanket, you'll just have to move closer" Zayn whispers, I give him one smug look as I stay firmly in my place and turn towards the TV.

After about an hour and a half of Callum's cackling and Ashton's constant 'shush's' Zayn picks the blanket off of him and stretches his legs as if he were leaving.

"Where are you going?" I pry as he lifts himself off of the sofa.

"Just to the kitchen, do you want to get you anything?" I shake my head to indicate 'no'.

I quickly give a side glance to the boys, and as I sweep across Aston, Callum and  Micheal they seem beyond engrossed in Ryan Reynolds tiny legs as Luke stares blankly at the screen like he's lost in thought. He turns his head and for a fraction of a second stares directly at me, I smile at him and begin to mouth something before he completely blanks me again and stares back at the screen. Why does he keep acting like a prick, all I want to do is talk.

Zayn comes back to the sofa with a new bowl of popcorn with chocolate pieces, lifting the blanket up and slipping inside, giving me a side glance before  whispering "last offer Bella, either budge up or freeze your little ass off". Just as I'm about to tell him to bore off I see Luke staring intensely at us, his face turning a weird kind of red colour, is he jealous? No way, he is not allowed to be jealous and then practically act like I'm dead, if he wants to play like this, then so be it.

"I knew you'd give in at some point," Zayn flashes a cheeky smile as I shuffle in his direction, making sure to still keep a small distance between us. 

My plan of personal place goes to shit as soon as Zayn notices the gap between us, hooking an arm around my waist and pulling me gently to his side, I see he still hasn't grasped this 'friend' thing.