Cold Comfort »Z.M.« ✔️

44. "..Uhm, this is embarrassing.."

   We all go to the kitchen. Rodger's eyes fall on me, but when he sees me looking at him, he looks down. I wonder why. I sit accross from him and Liam sits beside me.

"Okay, Rodger, what did you do again?" Liam mumbles. Rodger looks up at him. His eyes meet mine, but just as expected he looks away again.

"I..." Rodger can't find the words to say what he did. Zayn groans as he sits down next to Rodger.

"He kissed her and I told her that she was a cheater and all, it's fine, Liam, seriously." Zayn saves him again. Liam slowly nods. Rodger seems confused, but Liam doesn't seem to notice.

"Kay, we should get going, my mom wants to meet you for some reason." Liam says. I smile and nod. I stand up and go to Zayn. He turns to me and pulls me in a tight hug.

"See you later." he mumbles. I place a kiss on his lips and then let him go. He turns around. I look at Rodger.

"Bye, you both." I quietly say and mess up Rodger's hair. Liam stands up and we both go out of the kitchen.

*Zayn's POV*

   After they leave I get up and place my empty cup in the sink.

"I can't believe that you used her..." I mumble as I turn around to face him. He looks down and his smile disappears. "I mean, she's not angry or anything, but she's hurt. You better apologise to her." I mumble and sat back next to him.

"I don't understand... Why don't you throw me out of your house, beat me up?" he quietly asks while he plays with his fingers. I look at him confused.

"Because you're my brother." I answer. He looks up at me and mumbles 'exactly'.

"I'm your brother. And I slept with your girlfriend while she thought I was you. It's not okay." he shakes his head. A tear rolls down his face. I sigh.

"Not you too... Stop, don't cry!" I groan and pull him in a hug. He hugs me back.

"I'm so sorry, I couldn't stop coming back." he whispers, "I was shocked, because I never thought you would marry her. And I thought I could get her to myself after you're done with her." he quietly says. I chuckle as I let him go.

"Unlucky you." I mumble. He cracks a smile so I smile back at him.

"Thank you." he bites his lower lip. I shake my head. "I can't promise that I won't have cute moments with her though." he whispers. I chuckle playfuly hitting his chest.

"No kissing and no sex. She stressed out when I told her that you acted me sometimes." I calmly say. He innocently smiles.

"The moments won't be cute without kisses." he says looking at me with puppy eyes. I frown. Maybe... NO! Maybe let him? No, you'll regret that! But if he do- I SAID NO!

"Ok, I know I'll regret this later, but fine, kisses it is. BUT! None on the lips and no sex or else you won't see her ever again." I threaten. Immediately he pulls me in his hug.

"Thank you, Zee! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he cheers. I groan while he lets me go and does the cheer dance.

"Don't make me change my mind." I say what makes him freeze and look at me scared. I chuckle.

"Nevermind." he smiles, "Thank you anyway." he quietly thanks. I turn around to take my coffee. When I turn back to him I se him quietly dancing his cheer dance anyway. He gets so distracted that he forgets I am still here so I just takr my phone and make a video of him. I post it in my instagram's story and tag him. Write 'do the cheer, but please don't do my girl'. His phone vibrates. I look at him. Seems like he finally woke up. He innocently smiles and takes his phone. His smile drops meanwhile my smirk grows.

"You're embarrassing me!" he whines. I roll my eyes. "Don't roll your eyes, young boy!" he growls. I chuckle.

"Whatcha gonna do? I'm older than you anyway, I was born first." I laugh. He frowns.

"No, I was first!" he argues. I raise one eyebrow at him. "Let's ask mom. Right now!" he mumbles opening her contact and immediately pressing the green 'call' button. After a few seconds she picks up.

"Hey, son!" she greets, "What are you doing, love?" she asks. He smiles.

"Just talking to you. I have a question here... Who was born first? Me or Zayn?" he asks. Mum just laughs, knowing well why he's asking.

"Don't tell me you both are arguing who was born first." she giggles, "Zayn was, sunshine." she answers. Rodger's face drops as he watches his phone in disbelief. I chuckle.

"Told you, Rodgy." I say while laughing. He looks at me angrily.

"So that means mum loves me more." he smile wider than he did before.

"Hey, Rodger Malik! I love you both equally, don't even try to say I love one of you more than the other." mum interrupts the argument. I smirk at him.

"See? Clearly you're not the favourite one here." I cheer. Mom laughs.

"Why don't you both stop arguing and go entertain Kayla? She's probably bored by now." she tells us.

"She's not home, mum." I say exactly when she comes back in the kitchen, "Or maybe she is." I chuckle. Rodger looks at me as if he wants to ask me something. And I know exactly what. I nod and take his phone.

"Bye then? Love you." I say

"Bye, bye. Love you too, Rodger." she answers and hangs up. I look up to see Rodger hugging her.

*Rodger's POV*

   It feels like I finally am complete. In her arms, it feels like I'm hugging an angel. She lets me go after a few seconds.

"Zee, have a moment, please?" she asks as she takes my hand and already pulls me away. The last thing I see is Zayn frowning, but he lets me come with her. We get in the living room.

"What's up?" I ask, taking her hand and looking at the beautiful ring on her finger. God, it's so beautiful.

"Uhm, this is embarrassing, but... I... Uhm, I..." she starts as she looks away and blushes like a tomato.

"What?" I ask lovingly. Feels like I lost control over my body, I place my hand on her cheek to feel the warmth.

"I am on my period and I'm really horny, you gotta help me." she quietly mumbles. I smile. Look back. Of course, Zayn is eavesdropping. He has a smirk on his face. I look back at Kayla. She's now blushing hard. "Rodger wasn't supposed to hear this." she whines while hiding her face in my shirt.

"But you basically told that to Rodger, babe." Zayn laughs. She fastly pulls away from me and I feel so cold. She looks at Zayn.

"Oh no, you both mixed up again, didn't you?" she asks blushing even more if that's even possible. He nods. She hugs him and hides her face from everyone. "This is even more embarrassing than before." she whines. And it's so cute.