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Chapter 18

Nezbit's POV

I woke up and there was a golden glow shining through the binds. I looked to my side to see Luke's back to me. He was quietly snoring, so he was obviously sleeping

I rubbed my eye and blinked a few times, and then I was fully wake.

I sighed not knowing what to do, so I sat there for a moment. After about a good two minute sit, I decided I wanted to get out of bed. Quietly exited the room and walked down the hallway.

I never found Zayn, so I was the only one up.

I was thirsty, I craved coffee the moment I saw the coffee machine, but I didn't want to touch any of Zayns stuff, let alone go through it to find everything I needed. I turned on the faucet and drank directly from it.

I felt awkward even though no one was there to make me feel that way. I guess I wasn't used to the feeling of being alone. My feet patted against the hard wood floor, all the way to living room couch. I grabbed the remote on the table, and turned on the TV.

It felt weird that most of the stations you'd turn on, would be British people, but I was in the United Kingdom after all.

Most things I saw we're boring, but after a while of flipping through the channels, I was too lazy to go through anymore and started to watch a movie about a young boy who lost his bike. I watched the same station for about an hour and a half, and I then heard footsteps behind me.

I looked back to see Zayn in boxers and a black T-shirt. He looked... groggy.

"Good morning." I said.

He let out a sleepy grunt, scratching his back and walking.to the kitchen.

"Okay then." I said quietly to myself.

When he came out of the kitchen a few minutes later with a coffee mug in his hand.

"Would you like me to wake up Luke for you?" He asked. His voice was slow, and deep.

Holy shit it was Zayn morning voice!

"I understand that the two of you aren't on good terms." He finished.

"We talked lastnight after you went to bed." I explained.

He furrowed his eyebrows, "I checked on you before I went to bed. You were asleep."

"He woke me up."

Zayn nodded. "So I assume you're staying with him?"

"I am."

"Dont take to heart everything he says, he's still a kid too you know."

I suppose Zayn was right. Luke and I both were still kids, and sometes kids say things the don't mean.

"Well go wake up Luke. I want you out of my house, you're too damn happy in the morning."

His tone was joking as he walked away, although, something told me he was being serious, so I didn't hesitate to listen.

When I entered the room, Luke was laying his stomach with his head facing the other direction, his hair was mesily upon his head, the huge cover was only covering the bottom half of his body, leaving his back exposed.

When I walked closer to the bed, I could hear his quiet breaths.

I sighed before putting my hand on his back, "Luke."

There was a deep breath before he let out a long sleepy groan, an lifted his head. "Yes, Nezbit?" He said in a tired voice.

"Zayn said to get up, and get ready." I replied quietly.