Zayn:
"I'm so cold." You manage to get out, your teeth chattering as you wrap your arms around your shaking body.
"Your temperature is nearly 100, you've got a fever, love," Zayn replies gently, putting the thermometer back into the bathroom cabinet. "Go lie down for a bit."
You oblige, shuffling down the hallway to your bedroom before flopping face down on your bed, too weak to move.
You hear Zayn laughing from inside the doorway as he walks in, feeling him nudge you in the side. "Come on, (Y/N), get under the covers," He places his hands underneath your armpits, helping you stand up and get underneath the blankets. "Here, take this too." Pulling off his sweatshirt, he hands it to you, the oversized article of clothing soft against your feverish skin.
"I'm still cold." You mumble, feeling your eyelids starting to droop.
"Well I suppose I'll have to take care of that," Zayn mutters, kicking off his shoes before crawling under the covers with you, pressing his chest against your back. "Better?"
"Much."
He smiles, draping an arm across your shivering frame. "I'm glad I could be of help, love."
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One Direction Imagines and Preferences Book 1
FanfictionBasically what the title says imagines and preferences about Liam Harry Louis Niall and Zayn, don't forget to comment for a personal imagine or preference I will be happy to write it for you :)<3 Some of what I post is from tumblr, they are things t...
