《Broken- A Larry Stylinson AU》Chapter 12

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I push off the blankets with an exaggerated fake pout, smirking internally. "How about you cuddle with me instead? It's our thing. We always cuddle while watching movies."

"But the blankets are warm enough." He mumbles with red cheeks.

"Please?" I pout giving him the puppy dog eyes. "We can cuddle under the blankets." I shift closer to him.

"O-okay." He stutters out making me smile victoriously and wrap my arm around his shoulder . His body is tense. I gently rub his arms but he only tenses more.

"Z, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you. Just relax." I murmur comfortingly not wanting him to be so tense. I actually like him and I don't wanna scare him away. He nods and relaxes very slightly. I run my hand through his hair. He hates having his hair touched but let's me do it. He says it calms him down. I feel him relax and lean into me causing me to stop my ministrations.

"Don't stop." He mumbles and noses at the joint of my shoulder and neck. I smile and continue running my hand through his hair.

An hour later the movie is over and I'm tired. I try to move but Zayn clings on to me, tightening his grip around my waist. He's asleep. I feel fondness for him overtake my senses making me kiss him... on the nose. It's enough to wake up. His eyes flutter open and he gives me a sleepy smile. "Tired." He says sleepily, burying his face in my chest.

"Same. Let's get to bed, come on, come on then." I say shaking him gently.

"Cuddles?" He asks in his lovely sleepy voice.

"Yes, we'll cuddle." I roll my eyes smiling fondly. He smiles and we sleepily trudge to my room, crawling under the covers and falling asleep almost instantly.

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I wake up to warmth surrounding all my senses. I feel the comforting weight of Zayn against my chest with my arms around him. His head resting against my chest, curled in on himself. He looks so carefree. I can't resist it. I peck his nose making him stir sleepily. "Morning Zayn." I say cheerfully.

"Shh, too loud for the morning!!" He moans making me laugh. I forget that he isn't a morning person.

"SORRY!!" I yell and he hits me. "Ow! Bad boy, don't hit daddy." I scold playfully only realising the implication of my words after I say them. He laughs nervously.

"What day is it?" He asks, placing one hand on my chest and rubbing his eyes with the other.

"Saturday."

"Yassss. Good night!" He says promptly and snuggles into my chest.

"Sorry Malik, you need to wake up." I say, shaking him before he falls asleep again.

"Why?" He whines.

"Because we're making breakfast. Come on!"

"No!!" He drags out the o "I wanna sleep, breakfast in bed." He turns on his side pressing his back to my chest.

"Sorry, love I'm not your boyfriend." I pat his waist making sure he's awake.

"Maybe you should be." He replies cheekily.

"Maybe I should be." I agree, lowering my voice and cocooning him in my arms.

"Uhm- I- I mean- I don't- Liam I-" he's blushing profusely.

"What Zayn? Are you okay?" I ask innocently, not dropping my husky tone, enjoying the effect I have on him.

"Yeah, just peachy." He whimpers weakly.

"Okay then, I'm going to make pancakes. Meet me downstairs in twenty." I say cheerfully, speaking normally now. I throw off my blankets and go downstairs leaving a perturbed Zayn in my wake.

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Twenty minutes later the pancakes are ready and Zayn isn't here. I huff and piling the pancakes on a plate and picking up a bottle of maple syrup and chocolate sauce, I put it all in a tray and head upstairs. Zayn is peacefully sleeping. I feel a smile grow on my face and I place the tray on the bedside table and climb into my empty spot. "Wake up you arse." I shake him awake.

"What do you want Lima?" He whines, sitting up, his voice going higher with each word.

'You.' "Not much. I just brought you pancakes." I say softly.

"Thank you." He blushes and looks down in his lap.

"I have to be a good boyfriend." I say cheekily and he mumbles "Shut up."

We eat in silence and suddenly I can't bear it. "Do I even have a chance with you?" I ask desperately.

"What do you mean, Li?" He looks at me with a soft look in his eyes

"Is there even a chance of us?" I whisper brokenly.

"You know the answer to that." He replies quietly.

"No I don't!! I flirt, you brush it off, I'm cheeky, you turn away, I'm sweet, you take it as a friendly gesture. How am I supposed to know?"

"Maybe I'm waiting for you to actually ask me, for real?" He mumbles almost inaudibly.

"Fine then, Zayn Malik, I really like you, you already knew that but whatever, would you like to go out with me?"

"Um...." He pretends to think with a smirk.

I gasp and whack his arm. "Don't be a dick!"

"Just kidding. I'd love to go out with you."

"Of course you would." I smirk.

"Don't ruin it, Payne." He scolds. My smirk widens and I lean in, kissing him softly. I feel him smiling as I tangle my fingers in his hair. He places his hand on my neck, pulling me in. I pull away before he can deepen the kiss and rest my forehead against his as my hand rests in the crook of his neck, gently thumbing his lip. I softly kiss him again making him giggle.

"I like your giggle." I smile.

"I like you." He says daringly and I beam at him.

"Well that's good because I happen to like you too." With that I pull him in for another kiss. One taste and I'm addicted to him already. "

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