Engaged [z.m.]

Chapter 11: Tea

C H A P T E R   E L E V E N

Perrie

The sun rays were streaming through my window when I woke up Monday morning. Cursing myself for not pulling down the curtains and the sun for being so bright and increasing my pounding head ache, I pushed off my sheets and blindly made my way to the bathroom, instantly jumping into the shower. After cleaning myself off, I wrapped a white robe around myself and made my way into my closet to find something half decent to wear. Deciding on a pair of sweatpants and plain blue t-shirt, I made my way out to rub some moisturizer.

As I walked out of my closet, I saw Zayn groaning slightly as he pulled the curtains down. Groaning some more when wouldn't part that easily. He turned around after he had parted them, looking tired as he made his way back into bed and pulled his covers over his head, trying to go back to sleep.

I glanced at the large digital clock on my bedside table, smiling. It was 08:32 am, I had a meeting at 10 but before that I was completely free. Rubbing my temples, I walked over to Zayn and tried to recall the time he had asked me to wake him up since he had to get to the studio. Finally, remembering him saying 10 or after, I walked out of the room; gently closing the door behind me.

The first thing I did when I got into the kitchen was boil some water to make some tea. Hopefully, that would make my head ache go away. My mind recalled memories of last night's party that Zayn had dragged me to. The pounding music was enough for me to develop a headache without even sipping a drink. I and Zayn both hadn't had any drinks last night though I think Zayn may have accepted a cocktail that the caterer offered him, just to be nice.

I waited on the breakfast bar as my water boiled. Finally, when it did; I added some Stevia and dipped in a cinnamon and honey teabag. I instantly felt soothed after the first sip but it didn't do much to my headache so I grabbed about ibuprofen. I sat around the kitchen for the next ten minutes before I heard the door to my bed room opening and then slamming shut.

"Morning" Zayn said, as he walked in. His back was towards me as he grabbed the kettle that had some spare hot water and poured it into a mug, he dipped a bitter melon teabag that I kept solely because he liked his tea bitter and walked over and sat down on the stool next to me.

"That party, it was enough to kill a person" he said, rubbing his temples. Smiling at how relatable our conditions was, I pushed the ibuprofen bottle over to him.

"Thank you" he yanked two pills out and popped them into his mouth and then sipped some tea to push them down.

"You had a headache too?" he gestured towards the bottle, his hands tightly gripping the mug.

"Yeah, a massive one in fact"

"Never are we going to Dave's parties ever again" he chuckled.

"Agreed though the poor thing invests too much on them".

Zayn laughed once again, before pulling the fridge open and retrieving an apple. He got one for me too and brought it back to the breakfast bar. He handed it to me and I quickly grabbed it from him. I finished up my tea and walked over to the sink to rinse it, my apple in my other hand.

"Why is your flat so clean all the time?" Zayn said, a smile tugging on his lips as he gestured towards the neat and clean kitchen.

"Well, I'm not messy and you know that and secondly, I have a cleaning lady that comes in every other day and you know that too!" I shrugged, laughing slightly.

"Thank you for all the reminders"

"Pleasure"

He walked over to me, handing his cup. I quickly rinsed that and put it back in the cabinet and cleaned my hands. Zayn's hands cascaded over to my waist, causing me to giggle as his lips connected with my neck.

"I love you" he mumbled against.

"I love you too" I replied, turning around so that my lips were now connected with his. He smiled against them as his tongue licked my lips causing my mouth to open, his tongue sneakily went in. His hands gripped my hips tightly and my hands went to hair, tugging at them. He pushed me on top of the kitchen counter so I was slightly above him. He kissed me harder, his hands planted firmly on my back and hands still in his hair. We pulled away a minute later, panting.

He smiled at me and pulled me off of the counter. He connected our hands and led me to the living room. I sat down next to him and turned on the TV. He leaned back and I rested my elbow on my thigh, switching from channel to channel.

"What are you doing on...on Saturday?" Zayn asked, his hands travelling to the back of his neck, rubbing it.

"I don't really have anything planned yet" I replied. Considering it was Wednesday, there was still four to go till Saturday so I didn't really have any plans made yet.

"Uhm...well, I want to...to take you out to dinner, that's fine right?" he asked, his eyes not meeting mine.

"Yes, that sounds great" I laughed at his odd nervous gestures. He looked up and smiled, looking slightly relieved.

"Fine then, I'll let you when, yeah?"

"Sure"

Hm, Saturday. That sounded good.

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