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"(y/n), why are you reading that junk?" Zayn asks.
You were sitting on the hood of his car reading the second book in The Vampire Diaries series. He had his hands on the hood of his car as he waited for your answer.
"It's not junk, Zayn," you say as you continue to read.
"What's so interesting about it?"
You fold down the corner of the page you're on and close the book.
"It expands my imagination, Zayn. Why are you all of a sudden concerned with what I'm reading? You've never cared before."
He looks down at his hands; keeping his gaze away from you.
"Let's hypothetically say that vampires and werewolves existed..." Zayn begins.
"Yeah?"
You scoot down the hood so that your body is inbetween his arms, making his hands being on either side of you. He slowly looks up.
"What would you do, (y/n)? Would you be afraid?"
You shake your head no.
"What if someone you knew was a vampire...and they never told you...would you still be their friend?"
"We're still speaking hypothetically, right, Zayn?"
He nods.
"Honestly, I wouldn't care..."
"But what if someone close to you...someone such as me...was like that...would you stay with me?"
Your eyes widen. Why was he asking you all this?
"Zayn...I don't understand why you're asking me these questions," you say when he looks away from you.
"I'm asking you, would you leave me if I was one of them."
"Stop being daft, Zayn. I know vampires don't exist."
"(y/n), answer my question!"
He pounds his fists into his hood and when he removes his hands, you see the dents that were made.
"Would you leave me if I was one of them?"
He stares into your eyes and his eyes are darker than usual.
"We're not speaking hypothetically anymore...are we?"
He shakes his head no.
"I know you won't hurt me..." you softly say.
"How can you be so sure, (y/n)?"
"You've gone two years without hurting me. You must have a lot of restraint, Zayn...I trust you."
"You still haven't answered my question..."
Would you leave him? No.
"No Zayn...I won't leave you."
His eyes slowly fade back to their original color; hazel.
"Really?"
He smiles when you nod. You lift your hands to his face and scoot closer to him. You lightly trace circles on his cheeks with your fingers. He looks at your lips then back into your eyes. Your hands drop from his face and grab onto his shirt. You pull him in to kiss you.
"Zayn..." you say against his lips.
"Yeah, (y/n)?"
"Is that your daylight ring?"
He pulls away from you when you point to the ring on his hand.
"You're comparing me to a fictional vampire?" he laughs.
He slides the ring off and nothing happens.
"It's just a ring, (y/n)."
He kisses you again and smiles.
"Have any other questions for me?"
You did; you had a lot. The rest of the afternoon, Zayn answers all your questions and you felt closer to him than any other time before.
