My Faults

Valerie’s P.O.V.

I smiled as I finished off the rest the dough making. I set it aside with a wet towel covering the top of the bowl. Let it rise. I washed my hands andcleaned up the kitchen counter. Sighing, I crept out of the kitchen and into the living room, giggling quietly as Louis began dancing hopelessly to the beat of the music. Just Dance 4, aye? I walked quietly and sat myself on the cough unnoticeably. I watched as the figure on the TV began dancing a little faster. I grabbed a pillow, muffling my laughter as they both tried to keep in pace. The pressure in my stomach became all too much and I burst out loud, hugging the pillow to my stomach as my laughter grew even louder as Zayn and Lou turned around in shock; shouting in alarm.

I then felt the pressure of a body on top of me and I opened my eyes, wiping away my tears from laughing. Louis smirked from above and said, “Teaches you right for sneaking up and laughing at us.” I began laughing again as he dug his fingers on my stomach and moving up to my armpits. Oh my God, I’m a squirming mess! “LOUIS, GET OFF ME!” I yelled as my laughter soon turned into whines. I hated it when people tickled me. I felt most vulnerable. As soon as I yelled that, Louis began shouting in protest and Zayn picked him off. “I’LL SAVE YOU!” Zayn exclaimed. I sat up and took deep breaths before laughing quietly. When my laughter died down, I noticed Louis grumbling at me. I pinched his cheeks lightly and said, “I’m sorry, LouBear.” A smirk ran across his face as he leaned towards me. “You had your fun laughing; my turn to laugh now. I dare you to dance off with dear, old Zaynie.”

I smiled graciously back at Louis and sung out, “I accept.” He rolled his eyes at me. I exclaimed, “Do you doubt my skills, Lou?” He laughed, trying to boom it out. Psh. Always trying to act manly. I laughed when he said, “You doubted mine.” I patted his head then replied, “You can do pretty good hip thrusts. They’re better than mine. Plus with the girly bum you have, you do quite well catching attention.” I snickered as he touched his chest and batted his eyelashes at me. Zayn groaned lowly which made me smirk. Oh God, Lou. I’m thinking dirty because of you. I grabbed the remote and scrolled through the menu, selecting ‘Beauty and a Beat’. I stood alongside Zayn who said, “I’ll go easy on you.” I scoffed before flashing both Zayn and Louis a smile. “I’m sorry, Zayn. I think Louis believes he’s going to laugh at me but…” I trailed off and gestured to his body before ending my statement. “I think the laughing matter will be you.” He put on a fake grumpy face and mumbled, “No more Mr Nice guy.” I laughed as the music started to play. I faced the screen, as did Zayn, readying ourselves for the battle awaiting.

As the Biebs began singing, I followed the moves of the neon figure on the screen. I let loose, allowing my body to be the notes of the music. As the chorus rolled in, the figure performed a body roll; I glanced to my left and saw Zayn nail it perfectly. I faltered as I saw it, heat rising in my cheeks. He’s such a distraction.. that body roll… I shook my head and kept going on with the dance, my focus extinguished with the thoughts that forced their way through. As we did a spin, I flipped off Louis who was lying on the couch, laughing continuously. Obviously he was noticing the chemistry. I groaned out loud as the song ended, the scores loading onto the screen. I leaned against Zayn, catching my breath. Since when did I get so puffed? I sighed in relief as my percentage was only three higher than Zayn’s score.

“Whale den…” Louis began, after he gained his composure. I scrunched my face and grabbed a pillow, raising it above my shoulder, threateningly. “Breathe another dirty statement-“ I began. Louis held his hands up in defence as he got up quick and ran off towards the stairs. I laughed quietly, watching him. Hehe, I still rule all battles of pillow fights. “Dirty statement, Valerie?” Zayn asked suggestively. I rolled my eyes and turned off the TV. I headed towards the kitchen and checked that the dough had risen well. I hid my smile, wishing to hide my blush. Kneading the dough out on the floured counter, I felt Zayn’s arms wrap around my waist. “Zayn-“ I began. “Shhh, I won’t do anything. I’m just watching.” I exhaled a shaky breath, smiling when he added, “Besides, it’s a good view.” I laughed quietly, shaking my head slightly. I felt his warm breath hover above my neck as he planted a kiss on my cheek. His facial hair tickled my cheek making me laugh some more. As I kneaded the dough a few more times, I lifted my right shoulder slightly, moving my face away. “Stop,” I prolonged the sound, my smile now creeping through. I held in my laughter by exerting the pressure into the dough, as I divided the pieces into four.

The vibration of his laughter ran across my right shoulder as he rested his chin on it. I leaned forward, making him lean with my figure as I rolled out the dough on the four circular trays I had set out earlier.

“Ah! You’re making pizza,” Zayn exclaimed. “Awwh.. you guessed correctly,” I mumbled, rolling out the fourth pizza. We both laughed quietly as I said that. I straightened my body, wriggling my way out of Zayn’s grip. I turned and pecked him quick on the lips, moving towards the fridge. I opened it, pulling out the tomato base sauce and the 4 blend strip cheese. I made my way over and spread the sauce out, while Zayn began sprinkling the cheese over the top. After doing so, I slid the trays into the preheated oven. I bent over, closing the door, moving the temperature knob a notch higher. I sighed happily, standing straight. I turned around to hug Zayn but he picked me up, and slung me over his shoulder. I hit his back in protest and yelled out, jokingly, “Louis! Help your poor sister!” I laughed as Zayn shook me as he walked upstairs. I let out a child-like sound as he bounced me slightly with each step. As we passed Louis’ room, I pushed the door open, holding onto the door frame. “Lou?” I called out. Louis smirked as he tickled my fingers, making me lose grip of the door frame. I laughed, smirking at him. “I suppose this is payback, aye?” I asked, giggling softly as Zayn bounced me again against his shoulder.

As Zayn walked into my room, I laughed more as Louis called out, “Oh and Zayn? I don’t want to hear or walk into any funny business so… “ Zayn scoffed and replied, “You really think I’d do that, Lou?” Louis laughed then said with a slight cheek in his tone, “Maybe.” I covered my face in embarrassment. Hello?! I’m still here ya’ know.

Zayn put me down gently and peeled my hands off my face. I peeked up at him, smiling shyly. Why the heck am I acting all girly? Asdfghjkl… this mushy stuff is overloading my feels.. In the privacy of my room, we could do whatever. But Zayn chose this: He pulled me close into a warm hug, enveloping my body before pulling me down onto the bed. I reached over slightly, turning on the lamp before being pulled back by Zayn. I laughed softly, saying quietly, “Hold your horses, I’m still here.” He laughed in response, kissing my forehead as I snuggled closer to him. In books, girls always felt like the luckiest woman alive when they’re with their lover. I smiled lightly as I buried my face in the crook of Zayn’s neck, feeling safe yet vulnerable in his arms. Warmth travelled around the exterior of my body as the pressure of his hands pressed on the small of my back. Our legs tangled together, our breaths shallowing by the minutes as they passed. I pressed a small kiss onto Zayn’s collar bone before thinking, I do feel the luckiest. Maybe not in the world.. but it’s the luckiest and happiest I’ve felt.

Notes

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