Nobody Compares [l. tomlinson]

c h a p t e r t w e n t y s e v e n

"Well, what more do you want to know? I told you everything already.", Zayn frustratedly states as he tugs on his hair, clenching his teeth together.

Florence was taken aback by that sudden movement of his. She quickly shakes her head no and mutters, "Nothing". She doesn't want to push him no more, she had heard enough already for today.

"Good", Zayn curtly nods. "Look here, babe. Melissa was long back ago, I regret all the things I shouldn't have done to her and moved on. You are my present now, and I'm only focusing on you. You're my whole world now", he smiles, as he starts loosening up.

"Sorry, I was just... curious too much about you and her back then", she states as she looks down.

"It's fine", Zayn sighs before tilting Florence's chin back up with his thumb so she can face him. He strokes her cheek gently before giving a small kiss on her forehead.

"Now, why don't I get out of bed so I could make breakfast for us?", Florence states as she gets up, trying to change the mood inside the room. She goes over to the large closet and takes out a white long-sleeved shirt before stripping down on her own shirt and putting it on. Zayn's eyes rakes her body up and down, trying to feast his own eyes by the view. She runs her hand on her long brown wavy hair before looking to Zayn.

"I just felt like it", she smiles and Zayn snakes his tongue to lick his lips. "So, are you going down with me or are you staying up here?", Florence asks and Zayn gets up. He holds out a hand and she gladly takes it, intertwining their fingers together. "You look sexy on my clothes", Zayn whispers at her ear as they both make their way down. She giggles and tightens her grip on Zayn's hand making him do the same. They look at each other before grinning.

Florence makes her way to the kitchen while Zayn sat by the living room, trying to find a good TV channel to watch to. But unfortunately, he finds none so he sneaks to the kitchen to just watch Florence as she cooks without her knowing he is there. He takes stolen shots of her, as he is too captivated by her beauty without all the make-up. Just the effortless beauty of Florence is enough to take Zayn's breath away. Florence hums along to a random Lana Del Rey song and Zayn can't help but fall in love even more every second passing. For him, she was like a drug and no rehab is able to fix it.

Zayn stands up and hugs her by the waist from behind, catching her by surprise. She squeaks and playfully slaps Zayn's arm. He just tightens it more as he buries his head by her shoulder, smelling the sweet scent of her hair. Florence sheepishly smiles as she puts the omelette by the plate, with some butter toasts and finished it with a basil on top. Zayn lets go of her as they both make their way to the dining room. They both finished their food together in laughter as they both exchange funny jokes and remarks.

"I'll load the dishwasher since you got to the cooking", he states and she nods. She gives a small peck on his cheek making him blush a little before making her way to the living room. She looks around before taking out her phone, texting Louis.

"To Louis : Just a few more days, and he'll feel what I felt back then. I love you babe :) xx"

[A/N : Omg! Exam is over already and I can breathe now and finally, I got to update ;) Anyways, how are you guys lately? I'm sorry I don't always reach out to you guys :( School is really getting on my way pretty bad.

Anyways, I came back here to see that this got thousand reads already! How cool is that? Woah haha you guys are truly amazing and I couldn't tell you how truly grateful I am for this guys. Y'all are awesome possum.

And I've got an exciting news for you guys in a few days. So better stay tuned ;) xoxo]