I watched the screen and I felt Zayn put his hand on my knee. I turned to him and smiled but waited till the movie changed scenes. His hand moved its way up to my thigh.
"Okay." I said picking up his hand and putting it on his lap.
I pulled my skirt down a bit and checked the wifi because the movie start buffering. I felt Zayn's hand creep up my skirt and I slapped it away.
"What are you doing?" I asked him shocked.
"Netflix." He said biting his lip pointing to the screen. "And chill." He said looking at me before pushing his hand up my skirt again and leaning closer to me.