licentious | z.m.

weird.

Rolling onto my side, I searched for my bra and panties. I kept stretching towards the paint cans but Zayn held onto my waist.

"Noo,"his voice moaned into my skin. Finding my bra, I hooked it and sat up.

"I'm trying to sleep." Zayn rested his chin on my thigh.

"You can sleep on the pillow," I started to ease him off me.

"Don't need to, I have you." He tightened his grip.

I nudged him off, "Zayyyyyyn."

Zayn groaned and slouched onto his pillow. With a free lap, I got up and walked past the paints. I tried to peek at the canvas but it was cloaked, I needed to see what he painted.

Hearing the mattress squeak, I turned around. Still tossed on the pillow, Zayn was staring back at me.

His voice was groggy, "Jo, wait until the show."

He watched as I searched around the paints for my thong, "Fine," I mumbled, I then found my dress and slipped it on.

Walking out into the studio, I grabbed my phone and headed towards the kitchen. I turned on the coffeemaker when my phone vibrated.

Liam's number lighted the screen.

L: Jo, what's going on?

J: What did you mean?

L:Zayn

J: Okay?? 

L: He's acting weird.

J: And....

L: You know why Jo 

J:.......

L: HE'S SEEING SOMEONE!!!

J:No need to yell, Liam 

L: -__- So he didn't tell you? 

J:Nope 

L: He is and not a random fuck either. It seems more than that. 

J: Really? 

I hate that I had to lie to Liam but he would lecture us on how what we were doing was wrong and would ruin our friendship. 

L:he's acting all happy and shit. Smiling every time he gets a text from her. Talking about her every chance he gets.

J: You sound a bit jealous, babe. Is there something you need to tell me? 

L: Fuck you Jo. 

J: I'm serious, you're acting a bit disgruntled now

L: Disgruntled, really?

Look, he's just different because of her.

J: If you say so