texting

1) mad

WAIT THIS IS PRETTY IMPORTANT!!!!
so athira and the boys will text a lot, it will look like this:

a: hey zaynn
z: yoo

like that^ yea. so here's how everyone looks like when there chatting/texting;

athira: a
zayn: z
harry: h
grayson: g
ethan: e
justin: j
blake: b

okay aandd i will also write in pov.
this story is gonna be so weird magawd.

xoxo
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athira's pov

"zaayynnn!" i whine, pulling him closer. we're laying in his king-sized bed. "you're stealing all the blankets." i groan, only receiving a chuckle from zayn. "i'm cold." i pout, making zayn wrap his arms around me, hugging me tight.

i relax against his body and i rest my cheek against his toned chest. zayn is definitely my best friend. we're pretty close.

after a while, i hear soft snores. i look a little up, seeing zayn sleeping, his mouth parted slightly. i smile. he looks really cute.

i reach out, grabbing my phone. i unlock it, opening whatsapp. i soon click on the group:
squadd🔥🐍
i giggle softly because of the emoji's, recently changed by zayn.

*texting*

a: hey guys!
h: hello bestfrieendd
a: hi hazza, how ya doing?
h: i'm fine, what about u?
a: fine
g: heey guys!
a: hey gray
e: helloww
a: hiii
g: we just recorded a video lmao😂
a: ooh about what
e: secret....
a: pleaaasee
g: sorry, you'll see it tonight though. we did mention you...
a: oeh exciting
a: zayn is such a sleepyhead. he still isn't awake😴
h: wake him up then
a: thas mean! i ain't doing that
h: if you say so..

i scream, tossing my phone away as i feel two strong arms holding me. "who is a sleepyhead?" zayn growls. "oh god. noo!" i scream as zayn starts to tickle me. "thought i didn't saw that, did you." zayn chuckles darkly, tickling me bad. "please, zayn." i gasp for breath. "you're... the best." i choke out. zayn immediately lets go of me. "better be." he smirks. i breath heavily. goddamn zayn!

zayn turns his back to me, laying on his side. i don't hesitate before jumping on him. "aw! athira, what the fuck?" zayn groans, making me laugh devilish. "yeah, bitch, that's right!" i say, rolling of him. "that actually hurts, athira! it's not funny." zayn snaps, standing up roughly. i snort. "well, that actually tickled a lot!" i shoot back. zayn can just become angry for nothing.

magawd, my phone!! i think, grabbing the poor thing from the ground. luckily, not broken. i have a whole wave of messages, all from the groupschat. i open them

g: heellloow athira?
e: where tf are u
h: thira?
j: hello, folks
h: hey jb
j: where's athira? i read all of this
h: you we don't know. she's with zayn though
j: ha i guess he read that he's a sleepyhead.
e: must be it
a: hey guys
j: athira, babe!
a: hey
j: how is my doll doing?
z: she's not your doll, weirdo
j: ahaha says the friendzoned friend
a: guys... ugh
z: what ugh
h: be nice, zayn
z: k
a: ok..

why is zayn so mad? i just jumped on his back, that's all. we've done crazier things before..

"zayn?" i call out. i sigh immediately. his house is so big, i can seek until i drop.

i go back to his bedroom, practically diving in his bed. we'll talk about it later...

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omg that was the first chapter, already a fight😂😩
well, you'll find all about why zayn is so mad later..
bye babess
xoxo

ps: hey you guys chapter two is already done go check it out!!
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