blurbs by zaria.

♡ zayn ♡

i really just want to sit with zayn on the couch at like midnight while a movie plays and poke his face, watching him roll his eyes at how stupid and childish i'm being, and he would grab my hand and push it away, leaning back onto the couch and trying to get comfy again and i would just go back at it, poking and pinching at his cheeks and he would seize my hand again, bringing it to his mouth and trying to bite my fingers, him being his little cheeky self and i would cry for him to let go, laughing in the process and he would pull me to his chest and smush my cheeks together whispering for me to quit it. fUCK