Zayns P.O.V

"Hey, beautiful." I whisper. She looks so gorgeous looking up and me. I kiss her nose.

"Zayn, my dads leaving for the weekend. He wanted me to stay here and have some alone time with you." Jasper announce. Not like he really cares. "He's taking Jay and Jo with him." She sits up. As Jazz move I move back to give her space.

"When are they leaving?" I ask her.

"Soon enough. Just don't let them know you're here yet." She says, before kissing my cheek. "I'm getting dressed." Jasper gets up and grabs an outfit out of her dresser before walking into her bathroom.

After quite some time she comes out dressed with her hair curled. Oh god, why is she so pretty? I smile at her as she sits on the bed with me.

"Jasper! We're leaving!" David calls up the stairs. I stay silent as she walks downstairs to say goodbye.

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Jasper's P.O.V

Its six in the evening, well sort of a duh. I still haven't made any dinner yet and I can tell Zayns getting hungry.

We sit on the couch and I snuggle into his chest while we watch part of the movie, Grease. Soon enough, I hear his stomach grumble and I laugh. "Do you just want some popcorn?"

"Sure." He says, pausing the movie with the remote. I walk out into the kitchen and grab a popcorn thing out of the box ontop of the fridge. I put it in the microwave.

It starts popping when Zayn holds me in his arms. He seems to quiet today. I can't help but ask, "What happened today, Zayn?"

"Stuff." He says. I'm not going to take that as an answer and he knows it. "Dad died in a car accident about two hours ago." I look up at him with a sad look on my face.

"I'm sorry." I say, before touching my lips to his.

"Don't worry about it." He says, releasing me. I frown and hear the microwave beep. I take the hot bag out carefully and put the popcorn into a bowl.

We sit back down on the couch and Zayns arm instantly goes around me as I snuggle back into him. He's like a blanket, keeping me warm.

"Zayn, guess how I woke up this morning?" I laugh at him.

"How?" He asks, rubbing my side again.

"One hand was somewhere in my higher region." I say trailing off. He laughs.

"Sorry about the, babe." He says, pulling me closer. I go back to watching Grease as Zayn rubs my back.

Notes

RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS.

Yeah...that's why I'm not updating..........

:-/