Touch (Z.S) (Rewriting)

Chapter 12.

this chapter is dedicated to: paynefullife !

I wake up and it almost feels as if I'm in a disney movie. Birds singing, sunlight shining through the windows, being help in the arms of someone you love... Wait, love? I stretch my arms out and slowly start to open my eyes. When I focus my vision, I see a confused Niall standing there and staring at us. I let out a shriek, my cheeks turning red. I bring the blanket closer to my chest even though my body wasn't being exposed.

"I couldn't sleep and I invited him over and all we did was cuddle!" I explain quickly.

"Oh" Niall sounds... disappointed? He pushes a smile. "Sorry for scaring your bro. Hey uh, Ashton's over too actually. You hungry? 'Bout to make breakfast. Lunch-fast?.. No no whats the word..." He intensely stares at the floor, trying to figure out the word brunch. Should I tell him? In a little bit.

After a minute of Niall struggling to find the word, I decide to tell him. "Bro, I think you mean brunch." I giggle. Niall and I burst into laughter but my laugh gets awkward when I feel Zayn's hands travel a bit below my hips. I kick my leg back at him, subtly trying to get him to stop or move his hands. "Be quiet babe." Zayn groans. Now I start to panic.

"Shit, erm, I think Zayn's having one of them dreams, y'know? Go down and make breakfast, I'll deal with this." I make up quickly. Niall simply nods and walks out. When Niall closes the door, I wait a minute before trying to squirm my way out of Zayn's grip. "Zayn, you could of gotten us caught!" I whine, smacking his hand gently.

"He didn't say anything about it." he mumbles tiredly.

"Yeah because I made some excuse and he didn't know we're naked!" I finally escape his arms.

I push myself off of the bed causing Zayn to groan and pout. I smirk as I snatch my boxer briefs from last night and put them on. I didn't wear them for even an hour so I figured that they wouldn't be dirty. "Get back in bed, we still got time left" Zayn mumbles into the pillow. I roll my eyes, walking back towards the bed. "You're really annoying, you know that right?" I tease him, chuckling as I get in bed.

Zayn instantly pulls me close to him again, slamming his lips onto mine. I ease in right away, kissing him back. I was fine with the kiss but I try pulling away when I feel the kiss become rougher. Is he crazy? We could get caught if we do this too long with Niall AND Ashton in the apartment! "Z-Zayn, stop" I moan out. Zayn bites down on my bottom lip, his hands holding my hips in place. He starts grinding against me, moans escaping both of our lips.

"I-it's Sunday morning, Zayn, jesus christ is watching" I say quietly

Zayn instantly pulls away, giving me the most confused look ever. I burst into a fit of giggles right away. That might of completely ruined the mood. I smile at him, trying to look as innocent as possible. "Wow Harry, really?? I was hard too..." Zayn rolls his eyes.

"Maybe I can fix that for you." I wiggle my eyebrows at him, suddenly in a better mood than before.

"Jesus christ is watching" He mocks me

I stick my tongue out at him and we both laugh. "Now put on your boxers and sweatpants so they won't think anything fishy is going on" I kiss his cheek then I get out of bed once again. Zayn gets out of bed this time too. I look at his body one more time before he puts on his boxers and sweatpants. I let out a sigh of disappointment when he's covered up. His body was just so beautiful to me.

He walks up to me, holding his t-shirt in his hand. "Put it on." he simply says, giving it to me. "I'm fine, I like being shirtless anywa-" I start but he cuts me off. "That's an order, princess." he smirks. Princess?? Are you kidding me? I obey him anyways, sliding the shirt over my head. The shirt fit me a bit loose. "I'm not a princess by the way, I'm a brave almighty king!" I huff, crossing my arms.