14. Kiss and Make Up?
I woke up and Emily was still asleep beside me. I got out of the bed quietly and headed downstairs to the kitchen. I started to make her breakfast, I fried bacon, sausages and made some eggs. Then I poured a cup of tea and put it on a tray. I carried the tray upstairs to our room and shook her awake. "Morning," I said to her and smiled. She just sat up and didn't say anything to me. "I'm sorry about last night. I should have told you I was going to be late. I feel really bad, that's why I made you breakfast in bed." "Yeah you should have told me. I was waiting for 3 hours Zayn and don't think you making me breakfast means we're going to kiss and make up," she snapped at me.
I wasn't that mad at Zayn anymore but I had to make him feel bad for what he did. I ate some of the breakfast and when Zayn went downstairs with the plate I was sick. I had been sick for the last few mornings but thought it was nothing. I brushed my teeth and went back to bed. I lay down and Zayn came back up. He sat at the bottom of the bed and spoke up "I have the day off and I was hoping we could spend the day in bed watching tv but I understand if you don't want to spend time with me right now." "Of course I want to spend time with you Zaynie, i'm just a bit angry. Come up beside me." He came beside me and came under the duvet, he wrapped his arms around me and we turned on the tv.
<I just can't get you off my mind cause your love, your love, your love is my drug>