You And I (A Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Chapter 21.

Zara's POV.

"Zara? Wake up baby!"

I woke up to a faint familiar sound, and felt someone shaking me gently. I shifted in my bed and squinted my eyes to find out who it was.

Zayn.

My eyes went wide with surprise, and then quickly returned back to normal, taking in what was happening.

Zayn sat beside me on the bed, his one hand on my shoulder, and the other on my forehead, gently caressing it.

"Hey! You're here so early?", I asked him in my sleepy voice.

"Yup! But it's not so early!", he winked.

Not so early?

I frowned, " What time is it?"

"It's almost eleven!", he replied, biting his lip, trying to suppress his laugh.

"What??", I jumped with surprise.

I picked up my phone and checked the time. 10:55am.

"Oh my God! I missed two lectures! Shit Shit Shit!", I started getting out of my bed, pushing away the blanket.

I was about to stand up when Zayn held my arm gently, stopping me from standing up.

I turned to look at him, with a slight frown.

He was staring with his caramel eyes, holding a grin on his face.

A smile went up my face, " What happened? I need to shower and go for the remaining of the classes,", I said to him.

"Well we have about 2 hours with us, you'll obviously not be able to attend the 11am class, and then there's lunch, and the last class is at one. So? Just relax okay? It's no big deal.", he gave me an assuring smile.

"But-"

"Zara! Come on chill..and by the way.. won't you like to spend some time with me?", he winked.

The way he said the last part, melted my heart. He looked at me, with longing and love.

"Okay!", I giggled.

He grinned and gestured me to sit on his lap.

I shifted and sat on his lap. As usual, chills went down my spine at his touch.

He rested his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around me, with my back touching his chest.

I felt his rhythmic breathing against my bare shoulder and I shivered.

For a second, George's face flashed in front of my eyes, but I quickly pushed it to the back of my mind. Not this time. I won't let him into my mind from now.

"You okay?", Zayn whispered into my ear, lifting his head.

"Yup! I'm very good infact!", I chirped.

Being held in Zayn's arms like that, I felt safe. I felt secured. A feeling that came to me only with my parents. 

A short silence existed between us. Zayn rested his head on my shoulder, and I was playing with his fingers wrapped around mine.

We were completely lost in each other, cherishing each and every moment.

"Zara?", Zayn whispered, with his head still resting on my shoulder.

"Yeah?", I asked, turning my head slightly to have a look at him.

"What's your favourite colour?"

"What?'', I chuckled.

"Yeah.. We don't know each other that well do we? I mean things like favourite colour, our hobbies. Things like that you know?"