Alexandra Watson
I woke up finding myself on top of Zayn and on top of Zayn I mean literally on Zayn's body. My head was resting on his bare chest which looked really hot by the way. My legs were entangled with his legs and my arms were around him, just like his arms around me.
He was fast asleep so I moved from him very quietly so that he does not wake up. The minute I sat up straight, my head felt like someone hit me with a hammer, my head was pounding with pain. I looked at Zayn again who was fast asleep.
"What the fuck even happened here? Did we? No we didn't. Zayn wouldn't do that to me" I looked at him.
Then I remember I was in the art room and I got drunk. I don't even remember what I drank, now I realize why am I having this headache. But the worst part is I don't remember even a single thing after that. What the fuck even happened?
I stare at his body trying my best not to freak out right now and have weird thoughts in my head. When I notice something on his wrist.
A tattoo!
The same place where I got the ANGEL one, I looked closely and I found the word DEVIL tattooed there. When did he even get that tattoo? It looks so much similar to mine. The devil and the angel, me and him. But they aren't meant to be together right?...right?
I don't remember what the fuck even happened and now I'm confused about the tattoo, which is making me even more confused. I don't even know what I'm trying to say, wait I know. I'm basically fucked right now. Not literally I know that for sure, I trust Zayn plus I'm wearing clothes.
"Zayn?" I wake him up moving his body. Surprisingly he opens his eyes the minute I shake his body.
"Hey! How uh?" He rubs his eyes making it hard to concentrate. Plus that morning voice. Fuck!
"Uh. Did anything happen last night?" I ask and his eyes widen. Shit! That isn't a good sign right?
"You don't remember?" He sits up facing me.
"N-no" I sutter with nervousness.
"Oh. What do you remember?" He raises his eyebrows.
"The last thing I remember is drinking some shit and getting high. That's it after that I'm blank." I speak.
"Ah! So you don't remember anything after that?" He asks and I shake my head thinking about what could have happened.
"Did we? You know. Did w-" he cuts me off.
"No nothing happen" he says and I let out my breath. Thank God nothing happen. I wouldn't want to loose my virginity on a drunken night.
"Thank God" I say and he looks down.
"What excalty happened after I got drunk?" I ask him but he doesn't say anything.
"Zayn?" I call his name and he looks up.
"Uh yeah?" He raises his eyebrows.
"What happen yesterday?" I ask again.
"Nothing actually. You got drunk and obviously didn't know what happen" he says in a sarcastic way. "I just put you to sleep and you didn't want to be left alone so I slept next to you. That's it" he says, some part of me feels like he's lying cause he isn't keeping eye contact with me.
"That's it?" I raise my eyebrow.
"Why was there something else you expected?" He looks at me this time, for some reason I feel he looks at me with hope.
"No nothing." I shake my head and smile. "Thanks for being there for me Zayn" I speak and he shrugs.
"I'll go get freshened up" he gets up and walks out of my room, slamming the door.
