I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way...

Big Mistake

Ariana POV

I was getting way too used to this, sleeping next to Zayn.

"Baby, lie down!" He pulled at my arm.

I lay down back to where i was sleeping. I looked at the clock which read 11:43pm, was that all?

"Ugh!" I covered my face with my hands.

"Whats wrong?" Zayn turned to me, holding his head with his hand, hovering slightly above me and to my left.

I smiled up at him. He was wearing his superman jammies.

"Cant sleep." I closed my eyes momentarily as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"Then don't." He smiled. "its not as if we have anything to do tomorrow."

"Good point." I hugged him.

"You think there's anything good on TV?" He asked sitting up leaning against the headboard.

"There should be." I reached for the remote.

I pressed the on button.

"POKEMON!" Zayn almost screamed.

"Oh my god Zayn!" I covered my mouth, laughing.

"Oh. Sorry." He blushed. "We-we don't have to watch this." He turned to me, handing me the remote.

I was about to change it until I realised how down he looked.

"No. It's fine we'll watch Pokemon." He gave me the cutest smile.

"Yay! Your the best." He said in a funny voice as he leant his head on my shoulder.

Zayn POV

*about 6 minutes later*

"Well who's that?"

Seriously?

"I just told you! It's Brock!"

"Brock!" She sat up and glared at me. "You just told me that was Pikatchu!" She pointed at the TV screen.

"Oh god." I hit my head with my hand. "How can you get them two mixed up? Brock is a HUMAN, Pikatchu is a POKEMON." I shook my head.

"Well you shouldn't have lied to me then." She crossed her arms.

"I didn't lie to you!" I sighed and lay back into the pillow.

"Sorry." She mumbled.

"Don't be sorry." I laughed a little bit. "Just, don't get Brock and Pikatchu mixed up again."

"Okay Zayn." She watched the TV.

Woop.

"So who's that?"

Oh my god.

*1 hour later*

Ariana POV

So after 2 back-to-back episodes of Pokemon, Zayn decided he wanted to kiss me.

Ok, he was such a cutie but seriously he would not stop kissing me. He suddenly moved his head and his lips brushed my collar-bone.

"Z-zayn." I shyed away. "No." My voice was barely a whisper.

He awkwardly pushed himself away from me and rolled over.

"Sorry." He said simply.

"No.. I am." I hung my head.

Zayn POV

How much of a idiot are you Zayn? The reason you almost blew your chances with Ariana in the first place was when you wanted to have sex with her at that fucking picnic.

I breathed heavily.

"No.. I am." What? Why was she sorry?

She had zero things to be sorry about. Apart from being so attractive.

"How about we just talk?" I suggested.

She shrugged.

"Whatever floats your boat Malik."

I took that as a yes.

"Why are you so scared of me touching you?" I regretted that question as soon as it came out of my mouth.

"Excuse me?"

"Ariana you're 19 years old for gods sake!"

"So thats all you care about?" She sat up and stared at me.

"I never said that."

"Well thats what your face says."

"My face cant speak." I dared to throw back at her.

"Y-You're such a dick. You really are!" She barely made the words before she burst into tears. Great one Zayn.