You were on your phone, texting your best friend, Noah. Suddenly, Noah sent a funny text about Zayn, your boyfriend, and you fell to the floor, laughing out loud. You felt piercing eyes looking at you, and you notice Zayn, looking at you angry, his jaw clenched. You noticed he had your phone which fell when you were laughing “What’s so funny? You think making fun of me is funny?” you can smell the jealousy on his face. “Come here, doll.” He smirks softly and opens his legs, inviting you to his lap. You slowly crawl up to his lap and he pulls you close to him, grabbing your hips. You can feel his breath on your lips as he whispers “Doll, you know I don’t like it when that Noah makes fun of me. It’s disrespectful, don’t you think?” he kisses you deeply, his hands pawing your hips. Then he pulls back and smiles softly “I love you.” He tickles you softly, and you laugh loudly. You then go behind him, and start making his hair into a half bun. He always loved it when you played with his hair. “That’s relaxing. I swear, if I hear any more of that Noah, I’ll break him into pieces.” he closes his eyes and relaxes, smiling slightly