"Hey, Niall!" Liam called out the next morning.
I snapped awake. I'd had the most pleasant dream last night. Zayn and I had been watching a movie and fallen asleep in each other's arms. Suddenly I felt someone move behind me. "Oh!" I yelped, realizing that my dream had been what actually happened.
Liam strode into living room and blushed when he saw us. "Sorry guys. I didn't realize you were here."
"What?" Zayn grumbled.
"Zayn," I hissed, "wake up."
"But I'm so comfortable," he mumbled. His arms tightened their hold around my waist.
I rolled over so I was facing him. "Zayn, wake up!" I said loudly.
His eyes blinked open and then widened. He instantly released his grip around my body and sat up. "Sorry, Gemma! I didn't mean to... I would never... I mean would... I mean if that's what you wanted... I mean sorry," he finished lamely.
I laughed and sat up beside him. "Calm down, Zayn. It's not like we did anything bad. We just fell asleep watching the movie. And even if we had done more than that, we're both adults here."
"What's going on," Niall asked, padding out of his room, yawning. "Gemma you're here awfully early."
"Well actually I spent the night," I said into my shoes.
Niall gave Zayn a smug look, and Zayn stuck his tongue out in response. "How are you feeling, Niall?" He asked.
"I feel just fine," Niall said cheerfully. "Not a trace of a hangover."
"Had a bit too much fun last night?" Liam asked, laughing.
"I'd be asking Zayn about too much fun. He's the one who woke up with a pretty girl in his arms," Niall shot back.
"A pretty girl who had to spend the night because some of us were too drunk to put ourselves to bed," Zayn retorted.
"You were too drunk to put yourself to bed?" Louis asked, entering the flat.
"No! Niall was!"
"Gemma, you're still here?" Louis asked, raising an eyebrow. K-I-S-S-I-N-G, he mouthed.
"Talk to Harry about kissing," I said.
"Yes, speaking of Harry, I was sent to tell you all that breakfast is ready at our place," Louis said.
"YES!" Niall said triumphantly.
"We've got to eat quickly though. The car will be here in half an hour to take us to rehearsal," Liam said seriously.
"Go ahead boys," Zayn said, helping me to my feet. "I have to grab something from Niall's room."
"Ok!" Louis and Niall shrugged and took off.
"You coming, Gemma?" Liam asked, waiting for me at the door.
"I'll wait for Zayn," I answered. "Be there in a minute!"
I followed him into Niall's room where he appeared to be digging for something under the bed.
"Need help?" I asked. He attempted to sit up, but wound up crashing into me instead. We both went flailing to the ground.
"Sorry," he said.
"You're apologizing an awful lot this morning, Zayn," I commented.
"You seem to be winding up in my arms a lot this morning, Gemma," he said.
"Has it occurred to you that maybe in your arms is exactly where I want to be?" I asked, surprised by my own boldness.
"Why would you want to be there?" He asked.
"Well I like the tattoos," I said, lightly running my fingers over the microphone on his forearm.
"You know, I have two on my chest. I bet you'd like those ones too," he joked back.
"Maybe later," I laughed.
"We should go get food," he said, pulling me to my feet. "But first." He pulled me close to his body, wrapping his arms around me as he spoke, "I want you in my arms one more time." Before I could respond his lips came crashing down on mine.
Being trapped in his embrace was like being in heaven. I felt secure and his lips molded perfectly to mine. I answered the question his tongue was presenting by opening my own lips. Just as our embrace was strengthening Louis popped his head in.
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" He taunted.
"Louis!" I screeched. I'm going to get you for that!" With our fingers intertwined, Zayn and I chased him out of the room.
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Free Falling (Zayn Malik fan fic)Fanfiction
Gemma Carlisle was 18 when her parents died in a car crash and she moved out to L.A. with her little sister. Now, two years later, she has scored the ultimate job: she's the new head of wardrobe for One Direction on their upcoming tour. As soon as s...