One Shot #135

#imagine

 You’ve been living alone in London for 2 years now, you miss your parents, but you’re glad you don’t have to follow their rules anymore.

You’ve met the love of your life, but he isn’t home much, he has a lot of work, touring, signings, performances and interviews.. everything.

You always listen ‘Long distance’ by Bruno Mars as it’s getting too much.

Zayn has been singing it to you, to get you asleep, it always worked, it’s so harmful to hear his singing voice before falling asleep..

‘I wish that you were here with me.’ you mumble along with the song.

You were going to sleep, just brushing your teeth and you’re done.

You lay down in the huge, if I say huge it is huge, bed, and get under the blankets, snuggling up to one of the pillows. You fall in a proper sleep, but get a terrifying nightmare.

‘AAAAAAH.’ You scream, sitting up in your bed.

‘What’s wrong..’ you hear someone say, you look next to you, finding a shirtless, half-asleep Zayn.

‘Zayn.. you’re back..’ you mumble.

‘Yeah, I didn’t want to wake you up, but what’s wrong..’

‘nightmare..’ you mumble.

‘come over here, I’ll protect you.’ He wraps his arms around you, kisses your cheek and starts humming your song.

‘I love you [YN].. you’re my special little girl..’ he says, before you snuggle up to his chest and fall into a proper sleep, without nightmares.