I let out a yawn as I open my eyes, casting a look around. I smile to myself as I realize where I am. In London. On summer vacation. With Zayn. I don’t know how I managed to persuade my parents about this but I was so thankful I could. I get out of bed and head downstairs, not bothering to change out of the sweatpants and tank top I had on.
“Bout time you’re up. I thought I slept late,” Zayn says over a bowl of cereal as I walk into the kitchen. I stick my tongue out at him and grab the cereal box, walking back into the living room. I flick on the TV, grabbing a game controller and turning on COD.
“So what’s the plans for today?” I ask as the game loaded. Zayn shrugs, walking into the room and settling down on the couch next to me.
“I thought we’d just hang out around here today.” He says.
“Awesome. More time to kick your butt at video games” I say with a smirk. He chuckles shaking his head.
“You like video games more than most of the guys I know” he says jokingly.
“And that’s why you love me” I say jokingly.
“Nahh” he says shaking his head. “I love you because you’re so flexible” he says jokingly, wriggling his eyebrows, a mischievous look in his eyes.
“Zayn” I shriek, laughing as he tackles me to the ground his face nuzzling my neck. I try to push him off me but as much I think of myself as tough, he’s still stronger.“Get off or I’ll mess up your hair,” I say jokingly. He stops and looks at me.
“You wouldn’t,” he says.
“Try me,” I say raising an eyebrow with a smirk. He immediately gets up and I scramble up with a laugh as he checks his hair in the nearest reflective surface. “I swear, you act more like a girl than I do,” I say jokingly as I sit on the couch grabbing the game controller again. He sticks his tongue out at me as he sits down on the couch also, pulling me onto his lap and grabbing another controller. “You’re so going down Malik” I say jokingly. He laughs shaking his head.
“I can still take you,” he says.
“Fine, lets make this interesting. If I win, you owe me one trip to the studio so I can hear your upcoming songs” I say with a grin. He nods his head.
“Deal” he says. When he doesn’t say what he wants if he wins, I look over at him.
“Well?” I ask.
“What?” he asks
“What do you want if you win?” I ask
“I don’t need anything. I’ve already got the most important thing” he says with a smile. I look at him in confusion.
“What?” I ask. I mean, I know he’s famous so he probably did have everything he’s ever wanted.
“You”
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One Shots
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