Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)

Chapter 27 Awkward

Rosalie's Pov

The next day when I wake up I feel like I've been hit with a ton of bricks. My whole body is sore. Working two shifts yesterday did take a toll on me. I look at myself in the mirror and grimace. I should of at least wiped off my make up last night. The eyeliner and mascara is  smeared all over my eyes. I wiped the make up off my face. I popped a squat on the toilet. I didn't even bother to close  the bathroom door, I mean I live alone.

"Hey Rose are you awake?" I almost fall inside of the toilet. I quickly use my hands and my shirt to cover myself while I'm still sitting on the toilet. Zayn walks in wearing the same clothes he had on last night. He slightly smirk when he sees me. I feel myself blush.

"Jesus Christ Zayn where did you come from? You scared me." I groan.

He just laughs. Good to know he's in a better mood.

"I slept on your couch. You know since you kind of kicked in your door you kind of broke the lock." He places his hands in his jean pockets and leans against the door frame.

"Oh." I should of thought that one through. The landlady is going to have my head.

"Yeah so I didn't feel comfortable leaving you here alone with a lock that doesn't work." He looks down at the floor. The thoughtful gesture makes my heart flutter.

"Thanks Zayn. But can you um you know leave so I can finish here." I try to suppress a smile. This is awkward. He lightly chuckles and leaves. I wipe myself clean and flush the toilet. I turn on my shower. Daily morning showers are important to me. It's basically like my religion. I take off my shirt and bra. I look down at the floor and I spot a huge spider. I shriek and run out. My hands are covering my breast as I run. My hands are not very good covering my c cups  so it leaves  little to the imagination.

Zayn comes running in. "What happened." His eyes graze over to my bare torso. He arches his eyebrow as he stares at my breasts.

"There's a huge spider in the loo." I'm not a big fan of insects let alone a spider. I truly despise spiders. Zayn doesn't break his stare from my chest. "Zayn." His eyes finally shoot up from my chest to my eyes. He has a playful glint in his eyes.

"Can you point to where it is?" He smirks. I just roll my eyes. There is no way I am taking my hands away from my chest.

"Not gonna happen. Please just get it out of  there." I whine. He let's out a chuckle.

"Fine." He groans. He enters the loo and a few seconds later he comes out with his hands cupped together. There's a evil glint in his eyes.

"Zayn."

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing?" I slowly back away. But each step I take he comes closer to me. He has a playful smirk on his face.

"I made a new friend. I want you to meet him." I shake my head.

"No I swear you come closer with that bloody awful thing then I am going to break up with you." I warn.

"Really?" He mocks. "Come one the little bugger is cute."

I am vulnerable here. I can't fight him off half naked. I cant even try to push him away without exposing my cleavage. Bloody start to my day.

"My shower is going to run cold. I need to hurry."

"I'll join you." He quickly replies.

"Not if you have that thing in your hands. And you don't even have extra clothes."

He release his hands and they are empty. Oh thank God. "I think I left a luggage bag here I'm sure I'll find something." My eyes flicker to the black bag in my closet. He is right, he does have clothes here. But I'm not sure about the whole showering together ordeal.