That morning I woke up with the feeling a heavy hand round my waist and hot breath on my neck. Zayn was sound asleep spooning me, I carefully rolled over to get a better look at my sleeping angel.
“Stop staring, its off putting.” He mumbled quietly, yet it still gave me a heart attack.
“I wasn't staring...” I mumbled.
“You were and we both know it.” He smirked and continued, “you're quite the morning starer, I feel like I'm having de ja vu!”
I just slap him lightly on the shoulder laughing, “oh would you shh?!”
“Neverrrrr!” He says defiantly, jumping up onto the bed and making a pose like a knight on a horse with a massive sword in his hands. I'm taken over by a fit of giggles. He hops back down and hovers over me.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Here's to forever babe...”
“Forever and always Zayn.”
