STOLEN (Lawson)

Momma Zara

“While you were gone I was so worried about you, that maybe I didn’t quite treat her like I should’ve but could you blame me? My best friend was missing!”

Woah. For a sec there I thought Zayn was gonna tell me that he.... never mind.

“Damn... did you try talking to her at least? I mean telling her that we’re just friends and all?”

“Yeah I did, but she said she needed some time to think things through, that she was feeling a bit insecure.”

“Well, at least she’s honest about how she feels. I’m sorry that I came between your relationship Zayn, but now you have to give her a reason not to feel insecure about us. Prove to her that she’s the only one you want, and she’ll definitely get back with you because I know she loves you a lot.”

“You’re right. I need to show her, not just tell her. It’s not your fault, it’s just with the circumstances.. yknow.. but I love you. What would I be without you mate?” Zayn said, pulling me into a hug.

“Nothing,” I mused.

“Get outta here,” he said, nudging me,” but seriously though, I don’t wanna lose you ever again, I’d die if that happens.”

“I’d die if I lost you too Zayn, thank you so much, for everything. I’ll never leave you again.”

“Good.”

We walked back to the apartment and found the others watching telly.

“Oh you’re back, still up for sherades?” Tom asked

“Yeah sure, why not?” Zayn replied.

“Let me get a bottle of wine for this one,” Zara added, walking into the kitchen.

I sat down, on the couch between the two boys, bugging them a bit, and when Zara came back we all got high and played sherades and the laughing didn’t stop.

***

The next morning I woke up with a serious headache. Wine always does this to me. Ugh. Zara and Zayn were on either side of me and so it was harder to get out of the bed. I knew they weren’t still asleep so I knocked them a bit to wake them up.

“Oh c’mon,” Zayn said, in his hot morning voice.

Zara didn’t move, I climbed over Zayn and fell out of the bed, and he made himself more comfortable. How did they all end up in my bed anyways? Where’s Tom?

I got up from the floor and dragged my feet to the bathroom where I got some aspirin for my head. I also took a shower and then went out to the kitchen and made some french toast and bacon.

When the rest finally got up, I gave them some aspirin and made them eat as well.

“Damn, what happened last night though?” Zayn asked, looking like a hot mess.

“I think y’all finished three bottles of wine,” Zara said.

“That’s why I feel like shit,” I added.

Just then my phone started ringing, and the sound disturbed Zayn whose head still hurt and I just giggled.

“Hey Tom, thanks for leaving us for dead last night.”

“Hey, you’re lucky I dragged y’all to bed , you were all pretty messed up, well except Zara.”

“Are you okay though?”

“Yeah just wanted to check up on you, I’m on my way for breakfast, wanna join?”

“No actually I just made breakfast for these fools so if you want some you should pass by.”