"Are you sure you can walk?"
"Yes I think--"
Zayn stood up and fell down back on the bed.
"You're the one that asked for a third round"
"I don't know what I was thinking"
Zayn stood up and I grabbed him.
"Fuck after sex limps"
Zayn limped outside the room. And I followed behind him worried that he will fall again.
"You're going to have to carry me down the stairs like a bride"
Zayn opened his arms and swooped him up.
"You look so intimidating carrying me"
"I can drop you and make sure you won't walk for weeks"
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ignite // ziam
Short Storythrough dark and light, thick and thin, better and worse.... (sequel to feel) © xhappilyalive 2014