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

Chapter 29 Trust Issues I

Rosalie's Pov

I have a slight headache when I wake up. It's painful but bearable. I look next to me and Zayn isn't there. I would assume he would still be passed out considering all the drinking he did last night. I walk to the bathroom and I see Zayn on the floor lightly snoring. I cover my mouth trying to keep my laughter from waking him up. Zayn must rolled off the bed.

I walk into the loo. I turn on the shower. Meanwhile I wait for the water to warm up I brush my teeth. I strip from my clothes and enter the shower. I notice there's female shampoos. It's the fragrance of mixed berries. I sniff the bottle, it smells really sweet and surprisingly good. I lather and rinse my hair. I look over and spot a light pinkish bottle. Cherry Blossoms. Ooh. The fragrance is sweet and not to strong. I quickly soap up my body and wash away the suds.

I step out of the shower and realize there are no towels. Great. And I realized I never brought up my luggage from downstairs. Oh my god what am I going to do? I am naked and cold and Zayn is on the other side of the room sleeping. I can't stay in here forever. Okay. I can either quickly run out and get my clothes and hope none of the boys see me or I can quickly rummage through Zayn's clothes while he's stilling sleeping. I have to do one of the other, but sadly both involve me being naked. I groan.

I'm practically freezing my nips off. Okay rummaging through Zayn's clothes it is. Not like I got any other choice anyway. I open the door slowly hoping Zayn is still asleep on the floor. Phew he still is. I tip toe past him. My heart is beating against my chest. I'm praying he doesn't wake up any time soon. I swiftly put on his boxer briefs. Okay I'm only half naked now, but still cold. I walk over to his closet hoping to find a big thick sweater. I find a grey one and put it on. I walk over to his large dresser and I pull out a pair of black skinny jeans. I struggle to get in them. I barely get them past my thighs and from there they won't go up any further. It's not like i have a big bum, it's just Zayn's jeans are to tight. I try squirming into them but no avail.

The only good thing is that the sweater reaches mid thigh and covers my exposed bum. I exit his room and walk down the stairs. I spot my luggage and take out my own pair of jeans and a bra. I walk awkwardly up the stairs. Zayn hasn't moved from his spot on the floor. I pull down the jeans and put on my own. I quickly put only my bra. What a morning. I look over to the nightstand and spot Zayn's phone with some earphones plugged in. I don't even know where my phone is at, so might as well use his to listen to music. I'm not going to be nosy and go through his messages or pictures, I just want to listen to music. I scroll through his play list and decide listening to their music. Why not?

I walk back downstairs to the kitchen. I feel so dehydrated. As I walk in I see a young women cleaning up. She has dirty blonde hair that is tide into a pony tail. She has a light blue long sleeve that is rolled up to her elbows. She swipes the counter with a rag. Her head snaps ups and she glares at me with her green eyes.

"Hi." I shyly say to her.

"Hey." She simply replies and goes back to cleaning the counter.

"I, umm who are you?" I ask her. She stops what she's doing once more and stares at me.

I'm Lola, I'm the maid here." She finally replies to me after a few minutes of silence. She seems so rude.

"Oh." I reply.

"You should be leaving soon Zayn doesn't like it when his one night stands stick around for too long." She says. What? One night stands? I let out a laugh and she looks confused. She furrows her eyer brows together and crosses her arms. "I'm sorry did I say something amusing to you."

"You think I'm one of Zayn's one night stands? Honey I'm Zayn's girlfriend. I have been for almost four months now." Lola just glares at me when I finish speaking.