Alexandra Watson
I open my eyes and find myself sleeping on a pillow and a blanket over me.
Wait.What?
I remember sitting upright and falling asleep with Zayn sleeping on my lap.
Where's Zayn?
Did he just leave me here all alone. What if he doesn't talk to me after what happen yesterday. What if he acts like nothing happen yesterday. What if he goes back to being an asshole.
"Oh God" I mumble.
"Morning" I almost scream when I turn to the voice.
"Zayn?" He was sitting on the other side of the bed with his laptop. How come I didn't see him next to me?
"No it's his evil twin brother, Rodger" he says in a duh tone. But I ignore it.
"Are you feeling okay now?" I get up Turing towards him.
"Yeah" he looks down.
"Okay" I say getting up walking towards the door. I don't want to ask him any more questions and angry him. I don't want him to start yelling at me again.
"Wait" he says getting up. I stop and turn towards him.
"Yes Zayn" I say.
"Uh um I enrolled you for your online classes. Uh you can use my laptop" he says without any expression.
"Wow thanks Zayn" I say smiling but he doesn't show any emotion.
"Listen" he says and I look at him.
"I'm sorry about yesterday night. I just went overboard. It's just t-that i-i-"
"It's alright Zayn. I hope you don't blame yourself anymore and I meant everything I said yesterday. You're letting me stay in your house, do you know how big of a favor is that? I would do anything to help you Zayn" I say and he looks at me and nods.
"Thank you so much angel" he says and I roll my eyes, I hate it when he calls me angel.
"Its Alex"
"Yeah I know Angel" he smirks. Wow the cocky attitude is back.
"You know what? Call me whatever you want I don't care cheekbones" I say smirking giving him a nickname.
"Excuse me? Did you just call me cheekbones" he looks at me in anger.
"As a matter of fact I did cheekbones, what you're gonna do about it?" I smirk again.
"Ugh. Bye" he says and he turns.
Ugh! I wanted him to fight with me.
"Wait so aren't you gonna say something to piss me off? You just gave up?" I follow him to his bed.
"What's you're problem? That I didn't piss you off?" He says narrowing his eyes.
"No I uh I don't know. It's just weird that you didn't yell at me after that" I say and he gets up and stand right in front of me looking into my eyes and he sincerely talks.
"Thanks for yesterday. I never cried after I got to know about her death. Yesterday was the first time I actually let it all out. It was because of you. So thank you, I feel a little better now" he says and I just look at him.
"You are something Angel" he whispers moving back.
"Uh your welcome" I say. "And don't blame yourself for that. It's not your fault."
"I'll try my best" he says and I smile.
"So are we friends?" I ask.
"Kinda" he looks down.
