Chapter 16

I woke up to someone rubbing small, soothing circles into my bare lower back, their warm breath tickling my neck. I rolled over and met Zayn’s naked figure, his fingers absentmindedly rotating on my skin, his eyes closed in peaceful bliss.

I kissed his neck, making his arms tighten around me, and a small grunt to vibrate through his throat, tickling my lips.

"It’s our last day here." he whispered, gazing down at me with his perfect brown eyes, perfect sex hair, perfect everything.

"I know." I sighed with a frown, his lips instantly connected to my forehead, “Let’s just stay right here. In this bed with each other and no one el-"

"Ahh!" Louis screamed, covering his eyes as I reached for the sheet to cover myself, Zayn crawling on top of me to help, “Hey boys! Zayn got some!"

"Louis! Out!" he yelled, his ass sticking up in the air, making all the boys laugh, “Get the fuck out! All of you!"

"Fine, fine…" Niall laughed, walking out the door, followed by a giggling Liam, a smiling Lou, and a disappointed looking Harry.

"Oh my god." I smiled, hugging Zayn before he rolled off of me.

"Hey, I want to take you out tonight for one last special night before we have to leave tomorrow." he stated, brushing some hair from my eyes and nuzzling his face into my neck, biting it playfully.

"Like where?" I giggled, pushing his head up so that he would stop marking me.

"I don’t know, I will make it a surprise." he smiled, jumping up and throwing on his boxers, handing me my undergarments and a t-shirt of his. I watched as he slipped on fresh clothes, admiring the fact the he was mine, I was his, we were each others.

"How are we going to do it?" I blurted out, the thought I’m sure both of us were thinking.

"Do what exactly? Long distance?" I nodded, tears filling my eyes as he climbed back on the bed, both of us laying on our stomaches and facing each other.

"I… don’t know exactly. I think… maybe you could to to Kaylee, Niall’s girlfriend, and I could talk to Niall. They are on opposite sides of the world, but still have one of the strongest relationships I have ever seen."

"Like, skype her?"

"Yea, maybe she could help." he smiled softly, kissing the tip of my nose, “I love you so much."

"I love you too." I giggled, giving him a real kiss as I slipped on the clothing he provided me with.

"I really like you in my clothes." Zayn whispered as I stood up, wrapping me into him once again. We walked down the hall to my room and I changed into actual clothes before throwing my hair into a ponytail and heading down to the lobby like every morning.

I joined Niall on the couch, avoiding Harry’s dirty look, “Hey." I smiled, earning a big grin from the ‘Irish Snowflake’.

"Hey! What’s up?"

"Um, do you think I could get Kaylee’s skype?" I asked, making his head snap up.

"Uh, yea! Sure! Why exactly?" I felt like everyones eyes on me as they awaited my answer.

"Me and Zayn are going to try and keep together, like, long distance, and since you and Kaylee are in such a good spot…" I drifted off, watching as Harry sighed and rolled his eyes, “Okay, what the fuck is your problem?!" I screamed, standing up and making my way over to him.

"What makes you think I have a problem." he spat, not even bothering to look at me.

"Every time I mention Zayn and I or talk about anything you roll your eyes or look at me all disappointed like! What is up with you?"

"You are a bad influence on Zayn." he stated, turning to me with crossed arms. My jaw dropped and I turned to look at Zayn, confused.

"That’s a first…" he whispered, stepping up behind me, “What are you talking about?"

"You already smoke. You are already stressed and shit, we don’t need her getting you addicted to those little drugs she takes. And, you don’t need someone playing with  your emotions and only using you for sex."

"Holy fuck." I whispered, tears flooding my eyes as his words sunk in.

"Mate, calm down, don’t be so harsh. We get you’re upset, but that doesn’t give you the right to bag my girlfriend." Zayn held me to his side and I blinked away tears.

"I have epilepsy." I whispered, looking up into Harry softening eyes. The entire room fell silent, “I don’t do drugs, at least not illegally. Grow up, Harry." I stated,turning back to Niall, “Anyways, can I please have Kaylee’s number and skype?"

"Uh, yea…" he stuttered awkwardly, scribbling down the info and handing it to me.

"Thank you, have a lovely day." I muttered, turning on my heel to head for the entrance.

"Avery!" Harry called after me, reaching to stop me.

"What? I’m sorry, I have to go meet my drug dealer." I said sarcastically, walking a little faster.