The feisty, the cocky, and the vain (Harry Styles)

Chapter 16.

I woke up hours later to something soft and warm on me.

I felt my fingers tighten around fabric and I pulled it closer to me as I shivered slightly. I was cold again. I moaned a bit and dug my face into my blanket that I kept pulling closer to me.

I heard a soft moan and I froze. Who was that?

I ignored the sound and tried going back to sleep. I dug the side of my head into the blanket and sighed happily breathing in a wonderful scent.

My bed did not smell like that…what is going on? Where am I?

I rolled over onto my back and faced the wall that held my window that led to the fire escape. I sighed, thinking of nothing as I slowly went off into a deep sleep.

I was awoken a few seconds later from hands wrapping around my waist. I froze for the second time tonight when I was slowly pulled to something. I had a sudden urge to scream my head off. But just then I smelled a familiar smell.

It was Zayn’s smell.

I heard him sigh in content by my ear when I was pressed up against his chest. He was definitely warm so I’m not complaining. I, to get comfortable again, turn to face him. I laid my head against his chest and put my hand on his waist loosely as his fingers traced the hem of my shirt.

That sent shivers up my spine. I literally shivered outside. Zayn –in his sleepy state- felt this and tugged me closer rubbing my back. I sighed happily and I wasn’t the only one awake.

“Caroline?” a faint whisper caressed my skin.

“Hmm?” I asked keeping my eyes closed, body pressed up against his and I kept the small smile on my face.

“Are you awake?” he whispered.

“Hmm.” I answered.

“Can we talk?” he asked me loosening his grip ever so slightly.

“Hmm.” I answered again. I was so exhausted. I heard him chuckle causing his tanned bare chest to move a bit. I hadn’t realized he was shirtless until just now. And damn let me tell you I was embarrassed. I’m so glad I was awake before him or else I would freak out.

“This conversation will need real words aside from ‘hmm’.” He says. I can hear a smile in his voice.

“Okay” I say opening my green eyes to find them being pierced by his brown caramel ones. “What?” I ask.

“What do we have between us?” he asks.

“Um” I think about it. We kissed once and that was when we were half asleep so it doesn’t count…right? “I don’t know. You tell me.”

“Well” he starts and I see him go uneasy. “I just wanted to say sorry about yesterday morning. When I went out then came back drunk. I…I’m so embarrassed about it you have no idea. That never happens ever. I was just mad about the fight we had and well I don’t want to be mad at you…truth is…” Oh Lord Zayn do not say it. PLEASE!!! Harry yesterday already professed his love for me; I really don’t need the other guy I like to tell me he likes me too. Please I won’t go on if you say it!! Just say something else about food or mirrors or even that you like another girl and want advice! Please Zayn don’t say- “I really like you Caroline.”

I stare at him shock keeping my mouth shut. I just stare intently at him. Was this some kind of sick joke? Were they planning this?!

“Um well…” what do I say to that…? “Zayn I’m half asleep can we talk in the morning?” I ask.

“No! I need to know now do you like me in anyway?!” he asks hurriedly.

“Well yeah I like you! You run in my mind all the time!” I say before I can stop myself. His eyes widen from my response and he smiles.