Maybe

(Niall and Zayn)
When bestfriends Simran & Mollie meet two boys on the tube, will something more become of it? Or will heartbreak be the only thing left?

Maybe.

Will their past change the future? Will their future affect the present?

Maybe.

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28. Work

***Simmie's POV***

 

Zayn carries me into his room. Placing me on the bed, he takes off my shoes and my socks placing them by the door. I'm touched my the gesture, it nearly brings tears to my eyes.

 

His room is blue, like baby blue. He has modern birch furniture on a lush cream carpet. His bed sheets are so soft, and his mattress is so soft, I could sink into it.

 

He rummages through drawers to find me a tee for the night. He picks a grey one with 'New York City' printed all over it. Passing it to me and gesturing to the en-suite, I take it and get dressed.

 

When I return, he's already in bed, waiting for me. I can see his chest peeking over the duvet. Is that a tattoo I see? He looks naked. Please have some clothes on I pray. Wait, no, I-

“I have underwear on don't worry.”

He flips down the covers so I see the waistband of black boxers. Relief washing over the tension in me, I walk to the bed. He follows my path to the bed. I tug the shirt down a bit more before climbing in. He whispers 'goodnight' into my hair before scooping me up into his arms, crushing me against his bare chest. My back is pressed against his chest. I whisper 'goodnight' back. My last thought is how well we fit together.

 

***

A constant buzz wakes me up. Reaching for my phone, I check it. My boss wants me in for a conference in an hour. Ugh. At least she gave me an hour. I get up from a warm bed and an even warmer Zayn. De-tangling myself from him, I notice how are legs became entwined over night. Texting Mollie about my whereabouts, I hope I haven't woken her up. I dress silently before writing a note: “Got called into work, sorry baby. I'll talk to you later, S x” I leave it on the folded t-shirt on the dresser before shutting the door quietly behind me, leaving for my own apartment.  

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