Daylight

I called Brendon and asked him if it was okay if I slept over at Zayn's. I felt like a child for the fact I had to call and ask if I could sleepover. As soon as I got off the phone I stripped down to my knickers and pulled on one of Zayn's v-necks. I walked out of the bathroom and found Zayn lying on his bed in his underwear.

"I forgot how good you look in my shirts," he said giving me a smirk as he sat up.

"I forgot how good you look in just your boxers," I said in my sexiest voice I could muster up.

"Come here," he said almost in a growl.

I wasted no time getting to the bed, I crawled across the bed and straddled his hips. I pressed my lips to his chapped ones. His lips were intoxicating to me. Our lips moved in sync and felt shivers run down my spine as his hands ran down my back.

I felt like I wanted nothing more then to be with Zayn at that moment. "We should get naked," I whispered in his ear. I felt him shiver as my breath hit his ear.

"We should stop, I just got home and I'm tired," he said rolling me off him slowly.

I felt completely rejected. I pretty much threw myself at him and rejected me. I stared into his brown eyes trying to figure out what going through his head, but they were just blank. I couldn't help but want to cry at the fact he didn't want to be with me.

I rolled over so that my back was to him. I stared at white wall and felt tears slide down my cheek. I felt Zayn warm hand rest on my side and slowly start to rub it.

"It's not that I don't want to be with you, I'm just tired love," he spoked before pressing his lips to that back of my neck.

"Okay," I said as I pushed the tears off my cheek.

I rolled over and stared him in the eyes for a moment and he did look tired. I gave him a smile and moved closer to him and rested my head on his chest. Even though he had just rejected me I enjoyed moments like this, were its just the two of us and nothing in the world is bothering us.

"Let get some sleep, babe," He whispered before kissing the top of my head.

"Okay, I love you," I said before closing my eyes. I wanted to go to sleep and forget about my rejection.

When I woke up in the morning I realized I was in bed alone. I sat up and looked around the room. I saw the the bedroom door was wide open. I crawled out of bed and walked into the kitchen to find Zayn standing in front of the stove. He was wearing just a pair of grey boxer-briefs and a white shirt.

"Are you cooking for me?" I asked walked behind him and wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Yeah I thought it would be nice to make you breakfast in bed, but it looks like it's just gonna be breakfast now," he said with his voice sounding raspy. I could tell he hadn't been awake for long. I couldn't help but find it sweet that he woke up early just to make me breakfast, especially since he was the furthest thing from a morning person.

"That's really sweet of you," I said before pressing my lips to his shoulder blade before walking over to the fridge. "Did you have someone restock the fridge before you got home?"

"Yeah my mum restocked it the day before I got home."

He didn't say anything else he just seemed really focused on cooking. I grabbed the orange juice out of the fridge, and then reached into the cupboard and pulled out two glasses. I poured us both a glass of orange juice then sat down at the table to wait for him to finish cooking. About two minutes later he walked over to table with two plates.

"It looks really good," I said looking down at the plate he sat in front of me. He made us beacon, eggs, and potatoes.

I gave him a smile before I started eating. After a few bites I looked up at Zayn expecting to him eating, but instead I found him staring at me like he was studying my every move. He had a look in his eyes that of he looked away I would disappear. I knew exactly what he was doing, he was making sure I was actually eating.

"Don't worry I'm actually eating, I'm not making it magically disappear," I said sitting my fork down next to my plate.

"I know you are," he said giving me a smile. For some reason that smile infuriated me. I guess it was the fact that he lied to me about why he was staring at me.

"Don't lie to me, I saw the way you were looking at me," I felt my anger start to rise. I couldn't believe he didn't believe I was better.

"I'm not lying to you."

"Zayn I know it's hard to believe, but I'm fine now." I was trying to calm myself down. I didn't want us to be fight after he had been home for less then a day.

"I know your fine," he said before he started eating.

"Obviously you don't understand that I'm fine," I said rolling my eyes.

We ate in complete silence after that.

I should of known it nothing was going to be the same after what happened to me. I guess everyone saw it as I broke everyone's trust when I hid from them that I had an eating disorder. I didn't mean for it to happen it just did. It started when I was on the Internet one day and saw a picture of Zayn and I and someone called me fat. I tried not to let it get to me, but I decided it probably wouldn't hurt for me to loose a few pounds, so I started a diet and working out twice a week. Which then turned into me eating two very small meals a day and running twice a day. I guess it was all downhill from there. I learned that if I didn't eat I would loose the weight even faster. When I hit my goal weight it wasn't enough for me I still felt like I was fat. I probably could of looked like a skeleton and I would of thought I was fat. Looking back at it now I regret everything. Even when I was one hundred and two pound everyone on the Internet still picked at how I looked. I guess I realized I would always have some flaw to be picked at.

We finished eating and I washed the dishes and Zayn dried them. Everything thing between us just felt awkward.

"What's the plan for today?" I asked breaking the silence.

"I was thinking maybe we could stay in and watch a film," he said putting away the last dish.

I wish he would have said we should go out on a date or something. I didn't want to just lay around on the couch and watch films, but I knew I couldn't complain about staying at home all day. I knew he had just got back from a long tour and was just really exhausted in general.

I sat down on the couch and Zayn put on a film, and then joined me down on the couch. I wasted no time curling up next to him. He put his arm over my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. I stared at the TV and watched as the movie stared playing I couldn't help but smile as I realized we were watching Romeo + Juliet. I love that movie and I've always thought Leonardo Decaprio was perfect in it. We didn't say anything and my grey eyes were locked into the screen as Romeo and Juliet met.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" I asked still staring at the screen.

He didn't say anything thing and I heard him take a deep breath. "I love you," I could tell he knew he didn't give me the answer I wanted to hear.

"I know you love me, but do you believe in love at first sight?" I said looking away from the telly.

"I don't know." It kind hurt that he didn't say that he fell in love with me the moment we met.

"I knew I was gonna fall in love with you when we first met," I said looking back at the telly.

"It might have not been love at first sight, but I knew you were something special," he said slowly as he pressed his lips to the top of my head.

"I love you," I said looking into his brown eyes.

We kind just stayed in the same place all day just watching different movies. Even though I wanted to go out I knew we needed this. I knew that we needed time alone just the two of us.

"Do you wanna go out to lunch tomorrow?" I asked standing up and stretching.

"I can't love me and the lads have a photoshoot tomorrow," and that's when I knew I had to be dreaming to think that I could have Zayn to myself the whole time he's home.

"Okay well I'll probably just stay at Brendon's tonight so I don't have to get up when you leave to go home," I wanted him in that moment tell me I could stay, and that he wants me to move back in with him.

"Okay love." I realized that he didn't want me to live with him because he didn't want to watch me all the time.

"Alright," I said trying not to sound sad.