Scandals on Styles Street

Sing me to Sleep

                                                                Alex's P.O.V.

As Liam and Morgan, Olive and Niall, and Madi and Lou went off upstairs, Zayn, Harry and I stayed sitting on the couch. Harry reached for the television remote, and immediately started flipping through channels. "Is there anything good on TV in America?" he questioned. 

"Nah, not really," I said grabbing the clicker from his hands.

I probably went through hundreds of channels when we settled on Friends, something we all approved on. Then I asked Zayn, "How is being famous for you and the guys? I mean, having crowds and crowds of chasing girls seems like a lot of fun but how do you manage it?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean. It's not all the fun and games it seems like." He looked me in the eyes, "The worst part is we can barely ever meet girls, and ever start a real relationship."

"Oh..."

It was about 11 o'clock now, and I started getting really cold. Zayn noticed my shivering, and went to grab a blanket. We shared the zebra printed snuggie Morgan had gotten me as a birthday present. He put his arms around me, stroking my head, playing with the curls in my long dark brown hair. For once, it felt like paradise. Sure, I had been in a couple of relationships before, but not one of them compared to how I felt this could turn out. Zayn and I weren't a couple or anything yet, but I was really hoping something would happen.

I started drifting of to sleep, and struggled to keep my eyes open. Of course, with the great luck I have, this would be the night I fall asleep early. Eventually I couldn't fight it, and I drifted off to sleep. But I soon woke up to the sound of a door closing. The clock said 12:45 p.m. now. What happened to Harry? Haha poor guy, I thought, we gotta find him a girl. I looked at my surroundings, and noticed Zayn had carried me up to my room. I sat up, and Zayn said, "I’m sorry babe, did I wake you up?"

"No, no, I'm fine," I giggled.

He started laughing.

"What?"

"It's... You're just... Go look in the mirror."

Uh oh. What was wrong? Did I have makeup all over my face? Was my shirt half off? Oh god. I looked in the mirror, and at my reflection and started laughing too. My hair was a huge mess, and standing up in all different directions. I climbed back under the covers, and tried to fix my hair. "Don't judge," I said making a face at him.

He smiled. "Even when your hair is crazy, you're still the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

I felt my face blushing, as I smiled. After all, I'm a model. Loads of guys call me and my friends hot, sexy, gorgeous, and way more. But not one guy has called me beautiful.

He planted his soft lips against mine. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered. But then I pulled away. "I'm getting sort of tired."

Zayn sighed. "Okay, goodnight," he said in his adorable, charming accent.

I put my head to the pillow, and he curled up beside me. "Will you," I started.

"What is it, Alex?" My heart pounded at the way he said my name.

"Oh never mind. Haha it's stupid."

"No, please tell me!"

He tickled me. And I started laughing and finally surrendered, "Ok! Fine!"

"I'm waiting..."

"Will you sing me to sleep?"

He laughed, "My pleasure."

He sat up and started singing One Thing, in his own A-Cappella version. Oh my god. I didn't know someone's voice could be so different. Obviously, I had heard their album. Who hadn't? It was on the radio 24/7 anyways. But his voice, in person, made my heart melt. It was so perfect. He sang kinda high for a guy though, but it was cute. And before I knew it, the most perfect day had ended, and sooner or later, I had wandered off to sleep. 

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