Do you love me? (A 1D fanfic)

Ch. 22

Lexi's p.o.v.

Nightmares. Who invented nightmares? I don't like them. At all. Images of my friends burning in flames flashed into my head. "Make it stop," I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. "What's the matter?" Zayn asked, stroking my hair. "Nothing," I lied. "You're really sweaty. Are you sure you're okay?" Zayn was the most over protective boyfriend in the world. "I just had a nightmare." I shrugged. He kissed my forehead. "It's 1 AM. Lets try to sleep." I could see his white teeth in the darkness. I nodded, closing my eyes.

"Lexi," I heard somebody. My eyes opened slowly, blurry my vision for a few seconds. "Lex?" I saw Harry. "Oh, hey." I said groggily. "You were screaming," Victoria groaned. "Sorry," I flopped back down on the couch. "Ow," my leg stung like crazy. Whatever. Who cares? Not me. That's for sure. "Who wants doughnuts? I'm going to get some." Paul said, grabbing his jacket. "Me!" We all screamed at the same time. "Alright! Be back in a few," he smiled, heading out the door.

"Come on," Zayn was dragging me around, making me look at different cars. "Zayn," I tired speaking for the third time. "Do you like this one?" He smiled. "I need to sit down," I was loosing my temper. "Wait just-" he began. "No, okay? I have to go home. Sorry." I was fuming, but I really didn't want to upset him. He said nothing. I could tell I hurt his feelings. "Zayn...I-" His gaze was piercing. "Go. Leave." My gaze dropped to my feet. "Zayn...wait." I ran up to him, wrapping my arms around his muscular torso. "Hey!" He laughed. "Sorry, it's just I've been feeling...different lately." My shoulders started trembling. "Please don't be mad at me," he blinked, and kissed my forehead. "I love you," his voice was raspy.

2 days later:

"Christmas!" I heard Louis scream from the top of my staircase. I sipped my coffee. "Yup," I moaned sleepily. "Hey babe." Zayn kissed my cheek. "What's up?" Harry ran down the stairs, Niall and Liam following. Bella, Tessa and Victoria all were making pancakes. "I smell food!" Niall tried to tackle me, but I slid to the right. "Smooth," Louis snickered. I rolled my eyes. "Come on, it's Christmas. You know what that means." Harry wriggled his eyebrows. "Last minute shopping!" We all screamed, running out of the house.