Looking For Trouble

Wiping the sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand, I finished the omelets and decorated them perfectly, placing the plates on the table in Zayn's dining room. It was so warm in his apartment even when I wore only his black shirt with rolled sleeves. It was light on my body, but being close to the oven made me sweat.
"What's that? Smells good," he smirked and sat down opposite me, examining the food on his plate.
"Just eat. I promise it's good," I smiled and bit onto my food, humming to myself in approve. It tasted amazing.
"Fuck me," Zayn moaned, "this is so good."
"I told you."
Zayn and I ate our breakfast in silence and I remembered that Christmas was tomorrow, and I didn't know how would Zayn react with my gift. I'd been planning to give him my father's ring made of white gold and small, black onyx and small details of sapphire and topaz, topaz just like the colour of Zayn's eyes. It was a very important piece of jewelry to me and I hoped that he'd like it.
"I can't wait for tomorrow," he murmured and finished his breakfast, helping me to clean up.
We took the plates and empty glasses, placing them in the expensive-looking sink. I started to do the washing up and Zayn stood next me, watching me and talking about holidays.
"I really want to go on the mountains. We could go there, what do you think?" Zayn titled his head to the side and I nodded, drying my hands with a cloth.
"That sounds amazing."
Wrapping my arms around his torso, I smiled in the crook of his neck and at first, Zayn was frozen, but then he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me back.
"We need to find a Christmas tree. And decorate it," I looked at him and saw how unsure he was.
"Uh...I can get one..."
"Great then. You can go and get one and I'll call my aunt to tell her I'll stay here. But I need to visit her tomorrow for Christmas," I kissed his cheek and let him go.
But before he left, I'd noticed that the gang leader's cheeks were flushed red.
I sighed and picked up my phone, dialing my aunt's number and waiting for Kathy to answer the call. She probably worked on a case and I knew it wasn't very nice from me to call her in the middle of working, but I hated to make her worried.
"Yes?" Kathy snapped on the other line, I can imagine her taking off her glasses and rubbing her heavy eyelids with the tips of her fingers.
"Aunt? I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I just wanted to tell you that I'll stay with my...uh, boyfriend, um, tonight. He wants me to help him with decorating a Christmas tree."
"Oh, Angela! Okay sweetie, no problem. Call me if anything wrong happens," Kathy said in a whisper, causing me to giggle.
"Don't worry. What are you gonna do tonight?"
"Uh, I'll work and...um... Angela?"
"...Yeeees?"
"I'm seeing this man...he's very nice and, uh, he'll come over for dinner..." Kathy muttered quietly.
My eyes widened and I gasped; I couldn't believe that my aunt didn't tell me anything.
"What? A man? What?!"
"Angela, please..."
"Why didn't you tell me anything? Is he nice? What's his name?"
"Michael. He's very nice and I was scared to tell you..."
I took a deep breath and calmed down. I felt like I was an aunt and Kathy was me. A teenager.
"Okay, that's fine. Tell him to stay away from my room. And I'll come tomorrow earlier for Christmas. Then I'm leaving with Zayn. Just to know," I empathized the word 'earlier' and Kathy agreed, saying goodbye and hanging up.
I would never expect Kathy to have a man in her life. Her husband died before I was born and she never had another man after him. It shocked me that she found a new man, and I wasn't sure was it in a bad or a good way.
It'd be probably the best to let my aunt have a relationship. She wasn't a kid and she had all rights to find a man. After all, she was a beautiful, successful woman. She deserved to be happy.
As I waited for Zayn to come back I made myself a huge cup of coffee and took one of his books, sitting in front of fireplace and reading silently. I forgot how it felt just to sit, read and not think about problems. About my demon. I felt weightless.
I wasn't sure for how long I'd been reading, but when I heard Zayn's boots stomp in the hall and noticed that the clouds were darker, I knew I was sitting there for a very long time.
"Zayn?" I called him, closing the book on a marked page and standing up from a comfortable position, looking at the hall to see his shadow coming closer.
I laughed loudly, throwing my head back and smacking my palm against my forehead. The tree was huge and Zayn looked so awkward.
"Stop fucking laughing, I did this for you. Help me," he gritted his teeth and tried his best not to smile, dragging the huge tree in the corner of his huge living room. He placed the bags with ornaments and other decorations on the floor and grabbed the bottom of plastic bags, throwing the boxes out.
"Oh god, Zayn. You cut the whole forest."
"Fuck youuuu," he whined and grinned while raising one of his middle finegrs in the air, wrapping his arms around me and dragging me in front of the tree.
"Cmon. Decorate," he pursed his lips and placed his hands on his hips, looking at me like the tree was going to be decorated in a second.
"You're gonna help me." I knelt down and opened the boxes, smiling at the sight of expensive, shining ornaments and long ropes of colourful fairy lights.
"What? No. That's for kids," he snarled and jumped on the couch, watching me wrap the fairy lights around the Christmas tree he'd bought for me.
"You're no fun, Zayn," I muttered and continued with decorating. I'd always loved to decorate, even when I was a little kid, I found it amusing and I felt happy. Looking up at the tall tree, I inhaled deeply and smelled the snow and forest in his living room, and it made me smile. Grabbing a box full of glass ornaments, I walked around the tree.
"Zayn, can you please take those fairy lights and decorate the windows?" I pleaded without looking away from the tree, placing the ornaments carefully on a branch, smiling softly when I heard him huff but get up, his clumsy feet dragging across the floor. He bent down and took a bag of fairy lights in his arms, grabbing a scotch tape and decorating the huge windows to the places he could reach with his height.
"Are you finished? We need to put a star on the top."
"Can't you do that by yourself?"
I sighed but I didn't want to give up. "Please, Zayn. I just want a nice Christmas," I muttered sadly, looking down at my feet and feeling him walk closer. Zayn stared at me with soft face expression and titled my chin up with his index finger, making me look at him with big, teary eyes.
"God Angela, what are you doing to me..." he sighed in defeat and I smiled in victory, "Fine. Let me lift you up."
"Yay! I'm gonna be a cheerdancer yey!" I jumped while clapping my hands together like a child after receiving a reward.
Zayn grabbed my hips and pushed me up and off the floor, I place a huge, bright golden star on the top of the dark green tree in his living room. He placed me back on my feet very carefully and looked around his apartment.
“It felt alive. It felt like home.” He stated.
"This is perfect," I sighed happily and leaned back against his chest, feeling him wrap his arms around my body.
"Let's go to bed earlier, shall we?" Zayn whispered in my ear and pecked the skin of my neck.
"We shall," I nodded, titling my head back and catching his lips with mine, my heart growing big from happiness.
Everything felt like home with him.

Notes

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