Jessa’s POV

"Hey you two should get some sleep. Even if its just a few hours because jetlag is gonna hit you hard tomorrow if you don't." My dad said as he headed toward the bed area.

"Okay." Zayn and I mumbled together.

"We can just sleep here." I shrugged standing up. "Do you want a pillow?"

"Sure." He answered sleepily.

I walked into the bed area where I found everyone else. My dad and Mike were the only ones awake and they were in the area I was heading for.

"You sleeping up there?" My dad asked with a yawn.

"Yea, I'm just grabbing a couple pillows." I picked up 2 pillows and looked at him. "Are you okay with that?"

"Yea, just get some sleep." He looked exhausted.

"I will. Love you." I smiled at him.

"Love you too sissy." He laid down and put his headphones on while I looked over at Mike.

"Sweet dreams wrecker." I headed toward our seats again after he nodded at me.

I walked back up to find Zayn with his seat reclined and headphones out. He looked at me, smiled and then held his hands out for a pillow. I handed one to him then sat down next to him. I reclined my seat and pulled my hair to the left.

"Can we put this thing up?" He asked pointing to the armrest.

"Yea." I reached over and pulled it up with ease.

He smiled and readjusted his legs before encouraging me to move closer to him. I slid over so my hip was against his and his arm was around my shoulders. We haven’t been this close since the party because we fell asleep cuddling in my bed. I'd almost forgot how hot he was, like he radiated heat which was great because I was really cold. The plane was always cold to me, no matter what I wore.

He hooked his hand under my knees and pulled my legs onto his lap, my ankles were crossed between his legs now. I rested my head on his shoulder and crossed my arms over my chest before looking up at him.

"Comfy?" He asked quietly.

"Yep and warm." I smiled.

"Good. Now we can sleep." He leaned down and kissed my forehead.

"Sweet dreams." I mumbled kissing his cheek.

"You too babe." Hearing him call me babe made my heart speed up.

I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes but my mind was racing too much to sleep. I love when he calls me babe, I don't know what it is but it makes me so happy. He makes me happy. We don't even have to talk to be comfortable, I like the silence.


Jaime was handing out the keys in the hallway of the hotel. He looked at my dad when he only had one key left and neither Zayn nor I had one.

"That's their key." My dad said it like he should've known.

"Oh." Jaime handed me the key with a surprised look.

"Can we go back to bed now?" I asked quietly.

"Sure, we have meetings tomorrow and moms coming with us so just let us know where you're going before you leave and keep in touch." My dad yawned.

"And watch out for the fans. You know how they get when the family's together." My mom added in.

"Oh yea, that too." My dad sounded really out of it.

"Okay." I handed Zayn the key so he could open the door. "We're gonna go to bed now." I backed up to the door while everyone else went to their rooms.

We walked into the room and almost tripped over our bags. I laughed and moved them while Zayn helped me. Once they were moved, I sat down on the bed and kicked my shoes off again. I scooted back on the bed and pushed the blankets back so I could get covered.

"You're not changing?" He asked unzipping his jacket.

"Nope, I wore my comfy jeans just so I could sleep in them." I shook my head.

"Okay." He shrugged untying his laces before taking his shoes off. "I'm so tired."

"Me too." I wrapped the hair-tie around my hair and pulled it tighter.

He crawled into the other side of the bed and got in. I moved closer once he was comfortable then curled my arm under my pillow. We looked into each others eyes, leaned forward and kissed before leaning back. The smirk on his face made my stomach flutter.

"I'd stay up and talk with you but I'm tired." I mumbled to him.

"It's okay, I'm too tired to stay up. Just go to sleep." His fingertips brushed my bangs back lightly.

He let his fingers cup my cheek so he could kiss me. His hands were rough but his fingertips were smooth so I didn't mind it. I smiled and laid my head back down as he did the same.

“Goodnight Babe.” He mumbled quietly.

“Goodnight Zayn.” I whispered letting my eyes droop closed with sleep.

Notes

The next chapters are even better! I hope you like it because I love writing it.