One Direction Imagines

And the Crowd Goes Wild (Zayn Imagine)

Here's a Zayn fic for you, Missinsecureboutall! 

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It was a Sunday morning and you had just barely opened your eyes. Light was streaming in through the window as you sighed and turned your head towards Zayn. He was still sleeping peacefully, still worn out from the late night at the club the night before with the lads and their girlfriends.

You rolled over and placed an arm on Zayn's stomach and laid your head on his chest. You closed your eyes, hoping to get a few more hours of sleep before you had to get up. It was no use though. After laying there for twenty minutes you realized you weren't going to go back to sleep.

"Zayn...are you asleep?" You asked softly.

You were met by a soft snore escaping his lips. Your lips curved into a smirk as an idea popped into your head. You reached over and grabbed the blanket that was covering him, and pulled it off him.

"Baaabbeee." He groane.

"Yes?"

"Give 'em back." He grumbled as he reached for the blankets.

"Get up." You said.

"Go back to sleep." He mumbled.

You leaned in and placed a kiss to his cheek. You then moved down to his neck and began placing a trail of kisses down his neck towards his chest.

"Five more minutes." He mumbled.

"Fine, but only five more minutes." You sighed before snuggling up to him and wrapping your arms around him.

Ten minutes later you reached up and placed a kiss to his cheek once again.

"Zayn, are you asleep?" You asked.

"Yes." He mumbled.

"Babe, wake up." You said.

"No." He said sleepily.

You sighed and decided to let him sleep. You sat up on the edge of the bed and stretched before standing up.

You pulled on Zayn's t-shirt that was laying on the floor and a pair of lace panties from the dresser. You then made your way down the hallway and to the kitchen. You reached into the cupboard and pulled out your favorite coffee cup before grabbing your favorite flavor of K-Cup and popping it into the Keurig on the counter.

You sat down at the table and sipped on your coffee as you scrolled through Twitter and Instagram. You had just finished looking at Instagram when a small growl came from your stomach.

You decided to make yourself some breakfast. You turned the stove on and placed the pan on it before walking to the fridge and getting the carton of eggs out. You cracked the eggs and then poured them into the pan.

You opened Spotify on your phone and put your music on shuffle. You started to sway your hips back and forth as you danced along to the music.

Your lips curved into a smile when you heard the first few notes of Girl Almighty start to play.

"Her light is as loud as as many ambulances as it takes to save a savior, whoah whoah whoah. She floats through the room on a big balloon some say 'she's such a fake' that her love is made up, no, no no no." You belted out as you danced around the kitchen singing into the wooden spoon you had in your hands.

You froze however, when you heard a chuckle from behind you. You turned around to see Zayn leaning against the wall with a smile on his face.

"And the crowd goes wild! Let's hear it for Y/n, the sexiest breakfast making girlfriend in the world!" He cheered as you felt the blush creep to your cheeks.

He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you and leaned in for a kiss.

"I didn't even hear you there." You said.

"That was the point. If you knew I was there I wouldn't have gotten a show." He said.

"It's so embarrassing." You said as you tried to hide the blush on your cheeks.

"Babe you dancing and singing to one of our songs is not embarrassing. It's kinda cute." He said before he leaned in and pressed his lips to your cheek.