Chapter 14

I woke up late, being rushed to take a shower and ease so of the pain out of my lower half from last nights events.

I lazily threw my hair into a messy bun, and got dressed in some plain sweats, before heading back to Zayn’s room. I knocked lightly on the door and was surprised by him pulling me in.

"Hello, long time no see." he joked, kissing me tenderly. I giggled into it and held onto the sides of his shirt, hugging him as close as possible.

His hands slid down past my hips and I slapped them away, “Hey, no time for that, we have places to be." I smiled, leading him out into the hallway.

We walked hand in hand down to the lobby, meeting the four other boys along the way.

"I couldn’t sleep last night, could you, Avery?" Louis asked cheekily, making me blush and let go of Zayn’s hand.

"And I was limping this morning, were you?" Harry added, making me realize I really was limping.

"Shut up." I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest as we were ushered out to the car. Zayn sat down next to me, holding my close while I rested my head on his shoulder, keeping my line of vision toward the window.

We pulled up to the place the interview was being held and were lead to separate dressing rooms. I was handed my clothes and quickly changed into them, ready for hair and makeup.

Right as the stylist finished putting my hair into a neat bun, someones arms snaked around my waist, their lips connecting to my neck.

"Your makeup artist miss a spot." Zayn whispered, pointing to one of the love bites on my neck that the lady must have missed.

"Shit." I cursed under my breath, grabbing some consealer off of the counter and applying it to the dark purple bruise.

"I kind of liked seeing it there." he smirked, spinning me around and grabbing my lips in between his. He ran his hands down my back until he reached the hem of my pants, locking his fingers in the belt loops and pulling me tight against him.

"Hey! Come on! We’re on in fifteen minutes!" Liam yelled through the door, making us break apart.

"Hey, do you want to order take out and watch a movie tonight?" Zayn asked as we took water bottles from a man who was also putting our mics on our shirts. 

"I would love to." I smiled, sipping my water and meeting the rest of the guys on stage. Harry and Niall were laughing about some show they watched last night, while Louis and Liam were doing some awkward dance, “And they are your friends because…?" I joked, hugging him from the side.

"I honestly don’t know." he laughed, sitting us down on the large couch that was off centered on the stage.

That Night…

"I seriously can’t eat another bite." I giggled, moving my legs from Zayn’s lap so I could set the chinese food container on the coffee table.

"Wait, you have to!" he smiled, pulling two fortune cookies out of the bag and handing me one.

I cracked it open and read it out loud, "‘If you sneeze an orange, orange juice comes out- because that’s what’s inside’. What the hell?" I laughed, “Why oranges, what about all the other citrus fruits?"

"My turn! ‘Life is not a mystery to be solves, but a reality to be experienced’. Hmm." he nodded his head approvingly while popping the cookie in his mouth.

"See, yours made at some sense, mine just made me thirsty for juice."

"In a way, that could be sexual." he giggled, pulling me onto his lap.

"Or fruity." I smirked, pushing my lips onto his forcefully. He retreated and I rested my head on his chest, turning my attention back to the movie we were watching, ‘The Pursuit Of Happyness’.

It was the part where Chris and his son were kicked out of the motel and had to stay in the subway bathroom. 

"I don’t like this part." I whispered, cuddling deeper into Zayn’s chest.

"Me either." he sighed, hugging my shoulders with his right arm, while tracing my bare legs with the tips of his right hand fingers.

Goosebumps spread across my arms and legs, my breath hitching against his neck and making his shiver.

"I like having you around." he said softly, kissing my forehead gently as he went from tickling my shins to rubbing them.

"Well I like having you around." I replied, tracing the heart tattoo on his bare hip, “How are you feeling?"

"Better then I have in a while." he smiled and I looked up into his golden brown eyes, “You?"

"Same." I agreed, kissing him one last time before snuggling  back into him and enjoying the rest of the movie.