Stay Real - z.m.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Four

Alex’s pov

I open my eyes, just to see if he is still there.

Yup, he is.

I lift his arm and crawl up to him, and look how cute he is when he sleeps.

He is literally the cutes person I’ve ever seen; the cutest, hottest, sweetest and so on. I could make lots of lists about what he is and what not, but that would take so much time, which I’d rather spend with him than making lists.

“Hm… Alex” he mumbles.

I place a kiss on his cheek, as I see his eyes slowly open.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty” I say while my fingers follow the outlines of one of his tattoos.

“Good morning” he says before giving me a small kiss.

“Slept well?”

“I always sleep great when I’m next to you”

“Ah, cutie” I say as I place a kiss on his lips, “I’m going to make some tea, would you like some?”

“I’d love to, yes”

We get up, and cause it’s quite cold I put on a big sweater Zayn once left here. We walk over to the kitchen as I make some tea, while Zayn plays a bit with his phone.

“Babe, we’re all over the internet” he says with a smile.

“What do you mean?”

“There are pictures of us walking into the restaurant, from last night. You look amazing” he says as he turns the phone to me.

“And what do the fans say? Like are they a bit nice, or not?”

“Uhm… let’s see… oh Harry said we looked good. And the fans… it’s quite mixed, some are okay, some are mad and some are extremely happy”

“Okay, I guess it’s good to know that not everybody is… mad?”

“Well I date who I want and there is no one who can tell me who to date, so if I want to date this cute girl, who happens to be amazing, I do that”

“You are such a rebel”

“I know, thank you”

I scroll through twitter and look at the pictures and comments. The pictures actually look cute, Zayn has this huge smile on his face, and his eyes sparkle. He is just so cute.

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We’re sitting on the couch, watching Up, as we are snuggled up to each other. We’re both into comfortable cloths, while there is a blanket covering us.

“Can I have another cup of tea, baby?” I ask looking at Zayn.

“Sure” he says as he pours in another glass of tea for me, “You know what?”

“What?”

“How about it, if I cook for you tonight?”

“Well that’s a big offer to take, let me think about it…” I say, “Yeah no problem, I’d love it if you cook for me”

“I promise it will be nice, and not the kind of things I usually make”

“But I like the usual stuff”

“That’s good, and I really appreciate that, but tonight will be something special”

“I’ll just let you surprise me”