He Can't Resist Me For Long...

•°•Marciline

Ow, ow ow ow! Holy crap my head feels like its gonna explode! What happened last night? I rolled over but froze when i felt a slightly bigger frame beside me. Can't open my eyes, too bright. Wait I didn't cheat on Kellan did I? No... even drunk I wouldnt have. Letting out a huge breath, I opened my eyes. The sight before me made me scream.

"AAAAHHHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" Zayn groaned, flopping over and burying his head under his pillow. Oh no, im getting answers sweetheart. "ZAYN JAWWAD MALIK. WHY ARE WE IN THE SAME BED!?!? WERE BOTH NOT SI-" he covered my mouth, blocking me from speaking. Sitting up in bed, he glared with that tan hand still blocking me from talking.

"Can you shut up for a sec? God damn." He yawned, removing his hands to stretch. While he did, my eyes wandered to his exposed arms to the top of his chest. More tattoos. Soon enough, my eyes had stayed glued to his bed hair. It was all flat but messy. He had a little of a stubble growing which in my opinion, complimented his jaw perfectl- "Like what you see Marcy dear?" He teased, getting up. Blushing, my eyes quickly shifted to my hands to avoid seeing his back and bum. He stopped at the end of the bed, staring at me so intently, it felt like my face would melt off from blushing. "Your still blushing. At least that hasn't changed." My eyes widened, quickly looking at him.

"Uhm... what exactly happened... last night?" All I could remember was Harry gonna get Louis number after mistakening him for a girl-I wonder how that went- Niall realizing it then offering me something. After that, everythings just a huge blur. Zayn snickered, throwing on a grey shirt.

"You dont remember? What about the part when you fell asleep on my coming here and kept saying my name in your sleep? 'Oh Zayn... Zaynie... Im.. sorry your such a... jerk...'" He grinned, trying to mock my voice. I huffed, chucking a pillow at his face. "I'm serious! But that wasn't it, when I woke you up since I really didn't want to carry you, you practically fell asleep on the door man! So I had to and you kept going on about some princess until I changed out into my clothes. You slapped me a couple of times giggling and yelling pervert. Oh and you also made me sing you to sleep. I have no idea what Niall gave you but you two were weird no all of you guys were weird when I picked you up." I groaned, massaging my temples.

"Sorry for the trouble... Ill get going no-"

"GUYS! ALL OF US ARE GOING TO DENNYS! LOUIS' CALL NOT MINE BUT I LOVE IT. OH AND MARCY, YOU TRY TO RUN, WE WILL KIDNAP YOU AGAIN. NO BUTS!" Niall grinned before slamming the door he barged through. Should I run? Nah if Kellan thinks they kidnapped me, were all screwed... KELLAN!

"Wheres my cell?" I asked hurriedly, looking through my bag and pants pocket.

"Uh? I dont think you brought it." Zayn answered while scratching his neck confused. I groaned, looking down then realizing my clothes.

"Oi! Ya bloody pervert dressing my in your boxers and my bra!" I quickly covered my chest, glaring. He laughed, shaking his head.

"Nope. I tried to give you a shirt but you complained that it was too hot and decided to go to sleep woth only your bra and my boxers. Though you shouldnt be so angry and embarrassed. Its nothing I haven't seen." He winked, throwing me my jeans and a oversized hoodie. That was when his last sentence began to sink in

'Nothing I havent seen'. Thats right.. he was the King in highschool. Breaking his victims hearts after getting sex... and just when I finally gave mine over, he disappeared. With Perrie Edwards, his ex. I glared at him, snatching his phone and dialing Kellans number.

"Whatre you doin-"

"Shh!" I hissed, giving him another mean glare. He put his hands up in surrender.

"Hello?" I smiled at his raspy voice.

"Sorry did i wake you up?" I asked, grinning wider. I could hear him chuckle as he shuffled around. I wonder where he is? Mine or his? And Ran Mou. Oh Ran Mou!

"Its okay. I have to be somewhere soon. Better now then later." I began to walk around, forgetting about Zayn.

"Hey did Ran Mou get home safely?"

"Ha always freaking about others. Yeah I got us some fast food then dropped her off. Where are you by the way? I got home and you didnt come at all?" Cue my guilty conciense.

"Sorry. Things got a little crazy last night with Niall, Harry, and Louis." He laughed, I bet he was rolling his eyes.

"Bad little girl aren't you? Underaged drinking and with other underaged boys. Shame." He teased, deepening his voice. I could feel my face heat up and just as I was about to protest, the phone was snatched from me.

"Hey big guy. Save the flirting for later. We gotta go anyways. Bye." Zayn threw his phone against the wall, crossing his arms while glaring at it. Right now, my jaw was practically on the floor.

"Zayn!" He faced me, still glaring which made me take a step back awkwardly. "You cant just..." If looks could kill, id be six feet under. "Im gonna.. take a show-shower... yeah." I mumbled, gathering the clothes hes threw and heading to the bathroom awkwardly.

•°•Zayn

Damnit I freaked her out! I just saw her blushing on the phone and I just.. ugh.. Stupid.

"Uh Zayn!" I quickly got up and stood infront of the door. "Come in stupid I need a wash clothe." I nodded to myself before caustiously walking in. On the floor were her disgarded clothes. On the counter sat folded nicely were her fresher-ish ones. Remembering why im in here, i grabbed the cloth and shook the curtain of the shower. Marcys head peeked out, her hair looking darker as it stuck to her shoulders. It used to be so long. "Thanks and do you have any advil?"

"Ill ask someone." She nodded, closing the curtain and going back to humming. I guess shes already brushing off the scene from before.

Once I was out of the bathroom, I called room service..

"Room Service." A girks voice announced.

"Do you guys have any advil or something like it?" She told me to wait so for a couple of seconds, all I heard was the low chatter of people in the lobby and her shuffling

"Yes. Should we send it?"

"Please. Thanks." I hung up then gathered up the broken peices of my phone. Kellan Lutz, male model. What does she see in him? He just looks like a douche.

"Room Service." A voice said after giving two knocks. I quickly opened the door and thanked the older lady. Her eyes widened, looking at me closely then at something behind me. "Aww! Are you two on a honeymoon?" I heard Marciline who must've been walking behind me choke and have a coughing fit at this. I smirked, opening the door wider and walking over to Marcy.

"Are you okay Babe?" She looked at me with the most confused face as I gently rubbe her back. The lady smiled, reminding me of a grandma who just met her new grandson or granddaughter. "And yes. We got married yesterday in a small chapel." Her grin grew as she put her hands together excitedly.

"Shalk I deliver champaige for you two?" While I was nodding happily, Marciline was coughing, shaking her head no.

"N-No! No need uh, he was just- uhack- Sorry uh he was just kidding!" She insisted, smacking my hands away and nearing the lady who was now frowning. "Sorry." Was the last thing she said to her before closing the door. "The hell Zayn?!" She asked, crossing her arms. Before i could help it, I checked her out in my hoodie and those tight jeans.

"Cmon! It was ju-"

"DENNYS!" Niall screamed, barging in again and jumping on our bed. Louis and Harry walked in behind him, grinning evilly. "let's go eating buddy!" He quickly grabbed Marcilines arms while Harry grabbed her legs.

"Lets go boys." Louis ordered, his leaderness showing. He lightly pet Marcilines hair, winked at Harry-Larry Stylinson Ladies and Gentleman!- gave me a thumbs up and directed them to where Liam was probably waiting with Harry's hummer. Rolling my eyes, I follwed them so we could go out to eat Dennys.

Notes

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