5. Chapter 5
I woke up and looked at the time it was 2:00am but I heard the tv on so I got out of bed and walked to the living room I saw the guys were crashed on the floor but Harry and Liam were missing so they prob slept in the guest room there's a queen bed and a foldout couch in there. I was looking at the boys sleep then I realized that Zayn was staring at me I nearly peed myself because he scared me and I think he realized that he did because he had look on his face that read I'm sorry "what are you still doing up?" I whispered "shouldn't I be asking you the same?" Zayn whispered back lifting his eyebrows I just shrugged my shoulders in response he patted the spot on the couch next to him so I walk over and sat beside him "so what happened today?" Zayn asked. I looked Into his brown eyes he had a look of concern "oh umm... It just hasn't been the best week" I said looking down and playing with my hands "I'm sorry" he said then he put his index finger under my chin lift it up so he could see me "a girl as beautiful as you deserves the best" he said I started to blush and smiling uncontrollably Zayn chuckled then asked "do you want to talk about it or what?" Zayn asked I decided to tell him. As I was telling the story he looked very upset not like Louis or Harry was but as if he was beating the guy in his head as I was telling him but yet he was caring for me and comforting me. I couldn't quite tell what it was. When I finished he didn't say anything he was just looking at his hands and it was silent but it wasn't like an awkward silence it was a comfortable one. He grabbed my hand and looked me in the eye and said "I won't let that happen again" he said in a stern but caring voice. I gave him a thankful smile but didn't feel the need to say anything "grab your jacket and shoes I want to take you somewhere" he said "Zayn it's 2:00 in the morning" I said trying to get through to him "come on it will be fun" he said begging and sticking out his bottom lip like a baby. I rolled my eyes then went to my room to grab my stuff. I couldn't help but smile because the look on his face when I stood up was priceless. It was like a little kid on Christmas morning.