the drum line of a headache had awoken young s from her slumber. she peeled an eye open and her heart hurt a bit because her neighbor was a stunning human being.
he was whistling air between his breath, sleeping at the foot of his huge bed, peacefully.
"Wow," she whispered, then clutched her head because the hangover was real.
he stirred a bit in his sleep, stretched, turned.
the sunlight was dusting the room in an orangey-golden haze, the natural light setting his olive skin ablaze.
she snuggled up, watched him sleep, amazed.
It was approximately an hour later when zayn opened his eyes. his sheets smelt like solana but she was absent.
on his dresser lay a note in feminine bubbly penmanship 'thanks' with the doodle of a heart.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
supermodel | sza & z.m
Fiksi PenggemarSZAYN "ooo, just get a load of them, they got chemistry.." short drabbles of zayn and sza, written with poetic, rhythmic sentence structure and extensively drawn out metaphors 🤕 a zayn x sza fan fic because they would be a cute lil ting 🤔😍
