His arms were so warm and strong. I felt safe while bundled up in his warm caress.
"I think I'm going to go to my room, babe." I felt as if he was leaving me there to die, but I knew that he should go. The last thing we needed was to stay together too long, cause there would be a fight. That's just how it works.
I looked at him trying to tell him every emotion I've ever felt towards him since the day we met with my eyes, just to show him once more how much I love him. "Okay," I replied with a smile. "You know I would stay with you if I thought I could handle myself, right?" he said with a sinister smile and a wink. "I looked at him, wanting, wishing, that he would stay and not handle himself all night with me… I mean… what?
"You little tease!" he laughed that adorable little laugh again, "You're mean!" I said with a sigh. "I know, I'm pretty malicious, right? I am quite the rebel." He said with a sly grin. "You are the biggest nerd! Go to bed, dork!" I said with a laugh. "No! Let's talk about my rebellious ways before I go!" He said, filling the room with adorableness. I threw a pillow at him, "Geez! You are the mean one in this situation! Attacking me with pillows…" we both sat there and laughed for a minute or two, then he leaned down and gave me a kiss, and said goodnight.
I sat there smiling at him as he crept out the door. I didn't think I could ever be any happier. Nothing could go wrong in the world now. Everything was going perfect, and, in my eyes, it could only get better.
*Zayn's POV*
I left her room. I ran down to Harry's room as fast as I could. Every little thing that happened tonight ran through my head. I couldn't help but be somewhat happy, I mean, I was in love with her, and she was in love with me, as well. It was all a little confusing to me, how she could be in love with me, she was beautiful. Oh well, I have to focus on Harry.
I knocked on his door. No answer. I knocked harder, hoping that he was just asleep. No answer. I turned the door knob, it was locked.
Don't do this to me Harry. Please.
