There's No Such Thing As Too Young

After a restless night without Zayn by my side, I decided to get up.

I was tired and drained, I was also still angry at Zayn for smoking weed last night.

I felt bad about not letting him sleep with me, but in my defense I have told him multiple times that I do not condone drugs.

It was impossible to sleep last night, so I just decided to wear clothing of Zayn's and just bust out my revision guides.

I got myself up, hesitating to open the door.

But, I knew I'd have to face him at some point.

I went into the bathroom to buy myself time.

I peed, washed my face and brushed my teeth.

I was biting my lip hard as I walked down the staircase, taking my time.

I could hear the TV on in the living room, so I knew Zayn was up.

I decided to be extra quiet, just so I could make myself a cup of tea before facing Zayn.

Rocky came bounding into the kitchen where I was boiling the kettle, which was thankfully quiet.

I greeted Rocky and stroked his fur, wrapping my arms around him and cuddling him tightly.

I sighed to myself as I poured my tea into the cup, not adding milk or sugar as I liked my tea black.

"Hey." I jumped about Three feet into the air when I heard Zayn's voice behind me.

I span around swiftly, almost knocking my tea over.

I clutched my chest, my heart beating erratically.

"Sorry for scaring you." Zayn said softly, bracing himself against the counter.

I noticed that he was just in his boxers and button up shirt from last night, his feet and legs bare.

"It's okay." I turned back around, tucking my hair behind my ears as I stirred my tea around the mug.

"I'm sorry about smoking last night." He said.

"I know and I'm sorry for shouting at you, it's probably just because I'm on my period, I overreacted." I admitted.

I could hear Zayn's soft footsteps as he approached me cautiously.

"I am really sorry, Drella. I know you hate drugs, even weed. I should have listened and not smoked it, even Niall was telling me off."

"It's fine, Zayn. Don't worry about it, we all make mistakes." I shrugged, not being able to be angry at him for much longer.

His arms wrapped around me tightly, almost as if he was afraid I would disappear.

In an instant all the tension vanished, that's how quickly we forgot about the incident.

I leaned back into him, yawning loudly.

"You look tired." Zayn noted.

I nodded weakly, taking a sip of my tea.

"I couldn't sleep without you next to me."

"Do you want to try and get some sleep now?" Zayn asked, kissing my cheek.

I nodded tiredly, tipping the remainder of my tea down the sink.

Zayn took my hand gently in his, pulling me out of the kitchen, up the stairs and back into our bedroom.

The curtains were still shut and the alarm clock on the bedside table flashed '11:57am'.

The bed was messy from me tossing and turning all night and my revision guides were scattered over the floor, where Rocky was snoozing and twitching away in his sleep.

I crawled into the bed, pulling the duvet over me.

Zayn stripped himself of his dirty shirt and boxers, changing into a clean crewneck, fresh boxers and some tapered sweatpants.

He climbed in next to me, wrapping an around me and kissing my forehead.

I snuggled into his chest, gripping onto the material of his crewneck.

"Mmm." I hummed into his neck, letting my heavy eyes fall shut and welcoming sleep.

*Zayn's POV*

Drella was asleep on my chest, breathing softly.

I'd been watching her for the last hour, just admiring her.

I didn't quite realize how lucky I was to have such a perfect girl in my life.

I stroked Drella's arm softly, bringing my fingers up to her hand that rested on my chest.

I touched her engagement ring.

Man, I couldn't wait to marry her.

She couldn't turn Eighteen soon enough.

I took my phone from the bedside table, opening Instagram and snapping a picture of Drella sleeping on my chest with my face buried in her hair, a smile evident on my thin lips.

My Instagram profile was now full of pictures of Drella and I.

Only ones that showed small snippets of our life though.

This included pictures of our first date, us holding hands, us spooning, us walking the dog or simply a snapshot of a movie we had been watching.

The fans were actually really supportive of our engagement announcement, as were my friends in various bands.

Anyway, I captioned the picture as 'When you find someone who makes your life worth living, be sure not to let them go. I've definitely found my soul mate and I hope that you will find yours someday too, my new life will soon be full of excitement. #theloveofmylife'

I locked my phone as it uploaded, letting the likes roll in.

The only part of Drella visible was a side view of her face, which was mostly covered by her dark curls.

Drella moaned in her sleep and curled into me further.

I rested my hand on her stomach, rubbing it gently to relieve her of some of the pain that was caused by her cramps.

An idea came to mind and a light bulb lit up above my head.

I glanced down at Drella who was in a deep sleep.

I bit my lip as I slowly moved her, resting her body down onto the mattress and tucking the duvet around her.

I tiptoed around the bedroom, grabbing my wallet and some vans.

Rocky had since jumped onto the bed with Drella and she was now snuggling into him.

I blew her a kiss and softly exited the room, shutting the door behind me.

I shoved my shoes on and grabbed my car keys.

I unlocked my car, climbing in, buckling up and switching the radio on as I drove.

I was on a mission.

The drive to my destination was short and I snagged a parking spot easily as it was still quite early.

I jogged into Walmart, feeling the warmth surround me when I was inside.

I shivered at the sudden change in temperature.

Right, operation 'get Drella's period survival kit' now in motion.

I strolled up the different aisles, grabbing treat items such as peanut butter, sugar free candy and one of those magazines she likes.

Is it called Cosmopolitan or something?

Whatever, I'm a guy, I'm not supposed to know these things.

Next, I made my way up the feminine care aisle.

I stopped at the section with all the different types of tampons.

All I could think of was that Mean Girls quote.

'I can't help it if I've got a heavy flow and a wide set vagina!'

Damn, which make does Drella use?

I should have checked before I left the house.

"You never were good with those types of things." Someone remarked behind me, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on edge.

I recognized that voice.

I turned around slowly, facing the person that made my life miserable at one point.

"Belem." I murmured to myself, looking my ex-girlfriend up and down.

She hadn't changed all that much, she was still short and her hair was still a light brown.

"Zayn, long time no see." She smirked, analyzing my appearance.

"Mm, you could say that." I nodded curtly.

"So, have you finally started your period or something?" She asked, a smile on her lips.

I wanted to throw up as I thought about how I used to kiss her each day.

"No, they're for my Fiancé." Belem looked at me in surprise and I innocently grinned at her, I guess she wasn't expecting that.

"Fiancé? You're getting married?" She wondered, her mouth slightly agape.

"Yep." I simply replied.

"Did you knock her up?" She snottily asked, jealousy radiating off her.

"Not yet." I smirked, winding her up.

"Ah, so you haven't cheated on her?"

"Nope, why would I? I love her." I replied.

"That's a surprise." Belem scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"Shouldn't you be at home? The sun's up." I retorted, narrowing my eyes.

Belem opened her mouth to reply, but was stopped when my phone started ringing.

I patted my pocket, pulling my phone out and looking at the caller ID.

Drella was calling.

I immediately answered.

"Hi, baby." I greeted, smirking at Belem.

"Where are you?" Drella panicked, her voice high and her words overlapping.

"Just at Walmart, babe. I popped out to get a few things, I'll be home in a little while." I assured her.

"Oh, okay."

"Go back to bed, love bug."

"Okay, I love you." She mumbled into the phone.

"I love you too." I said softly, unable to hold back my smile as she hung up.

I shoved my phone back into my pocket and looked at Belem who was green with envy.

"I have to go, nice seeing you." She grumbled, turning away and exiting the aisle.

I rolled my eyes and mentally flipped her off, turning back to look at the various types of tampons.

I decided to just call it quits, so I selected a multipack and made my way to the cash register.

The teenage girl at the checkout raised her eyebrow in question as she scanned the items.

"Girl problems." I shrugged, handing her my credit card after pulling it out of my wallet.

"Oh, I get you. I wish my boyfriend did this for me, he just goes into hiding." She chuckled, giving me back my card after scanning it.

"I've been tempted to do that." I laughed as she bagged up my items, handing them back to me.

"Have a nice day!" She called as I left.

I smiled warmly at her, leaving the store.

I unlocked my car and got in, driving back home.

As soon as I stepped foot back into the house, I was attacked by Drella.

"Baby." I laughed, supporting her with one arm and holding the Walmart bag in the other hand.

"I missed you." She mumbled into my neck.

"I was only gone for an hour." I chuckled, pulling her back upstairs after I'd kicked my shoes off.

"What did you go to Walmart for?" She asked, pulling me down onto the bed, which was still warm from her sleeping in it.

"Stuff for you." I handed her the bag, she raised an eyebrow as she pulled the things out.

"You actually shopped for tampons?" She giggled, leaning into me.

"Yes!"

"You thought of Mean Girls, didn't you?" She asked suspiciously.

"Maybe..."

"Thank you anyway, babe." She praised, pecking my lips.

I smiled as she pulled away.

"I love it when you call me that." I grinned.

Drella laughed at me.

"Stop being so soppy, I'm going to shower." She smiled.

As she went to get up, I grabbed her waist.

She giggled and held my face.

"Now who's being soppy?" I smirked.

"I'm going." She exclaimed, grabbing herself some clothes and flipping me off.

I guffawed as she left, lying down on the bed and covering my eyes.

I thought about meeting Belem earlier, a horrible event.

Do I tell Drella about the encounter?

Is it important enough to tell her about it?

Would she react badly?

After a little while, Drella came back into the bedroom.

She was dressed in black leggings, a t-shirt and denim jacket.

She was rubbing her wet hair with a towel.

Drella threw the towel into the corner and climbed on top of me, brushing her hair behind her ears.

She rested her hands on either side of my head and mine drifted to her waist.

"Do you ever feel insanely better after having a shower?" Drella sighed, pecking my cheeks.

"I always feel dirty." I grinned, ticking her sides and rolling us over.

Drella giggled beneath me, squirming.

She managed to pull my hands away from her waist and she pulled my face down to hers.

She shoved her lips to mine and pulled on my hair.

I internally laughed at how quick her mood changed.

I eagerly kissed back and I felt Drella's hand slip into my sweatpants, palming me through my boxers.

I bucked into her hand, almost immediately getting hard.

She was just about to shove her hand into my boxers when the doorbell rang, causing the dog to go mental and start barking.

Drella and I pulled away from each other, with me holding my crotch.

"Who's that?" Drella asked breathlessly, leaning up on her elbows.

"I have no idea, go and see." I stated.

"No, you go."

"Okay, I'll go answer the door with a boner." I shrugged, about to lift myself off the bed.

Drella pulled me back down, getting up herself.

She left me in the bedroom as she went to answer the door.

I started thinking of weird things to will my hard on to go down...

"Zayn!" I heard Drella yell, I groaned as I got up, my erection now thankfully gone.

I padded down the stairs, seeing Drella standing there nervously.

"Who was it?" I asked.

"It's Harry and a girl! Who is she and how does she know we live here? Is she a fan?" Drella hissed, looking through the peephole.

Oh Jesus!

"Crap! I invited them over last night when I was high! Her name is Lilith, I completely forgot!" I exclaimed, looking at Lilith through my fingers which were covering my eyes.

"You're in trouble." She growled, stepping aside for me to open the door.

Drella left me alone and disappeared into the kitchen, taking Rocky with her.

I gulped as I opened the door.

"Hey, bro." I mumbled, giving him a fist bump and welcoming in him and Lilith.

I saw Drella looking at us from the kitchen doorway.

I knew she was sussing up Lilith, observing her to see if she was a threat.

She was tugging nervously on her t-shirt, switching her gaze to me.

"Drella, this is Lilith." I introduced them, taking Drella's hand and gently pulling her toward us.

She nodded quietly and Lilith immediately pulled Drella away.

Lilith hugged her tightly and Drella jumped, but politely hugged her back.

Harry and I made eye contact, nodding with a small smile at them.

Drella pulled away from Lilith and stepped back, I wrapped my arms around her from behind.

She wasn't as tense as before and I think she decided that Lilith wasn't a threat.

I kissed the back of her head.

"Let's go into the living room." I suggested, ushering everyone in.

We all took our seats and Drella curled into my side.

"Hey, Lilith. Did you know that when Harry was a teenager he used to wet the bed?" I asked her casually.

Drella laughed from beside me, lightly hitting my thigh.

"He's lying." Harry glared, wrapping his arm around her.

"Okay." Lilith laughed, tipping her head back.

"Drella, did you know that Zayn and Louis got drunk once and almost made a porno?" Harry smirked, causing me to gasp.

"Hey! You said that you weren't going to tell anyone!" I shouted, pointing at him.

"Wait, is that true?" Drella asked.

"We just kissed, nothing else!"

"Weird." Drella mumbled, scrunching her nose up.

"I'm going to kill you." I glared at Harry.

He merely laughed.

The rest of the afternoon was spent hanging out and chatting, we also watched movies and had snacks.

Drella and Lilith ended up getting along really well and I was proud of her.

Harry was still insisting that he and Lilith were just friends, but I knew Harry better than that.

Overall, it's been a pretty good day.

Notes

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