Zayn was the popular boy in your high-school class that sits right behind you. It was obvious why, the girls drooled over his height, attractiveness and body. He was your best friend after all of that, just because he's nice to you.

One day, you had him over at your house like usual where you both watch movies and maybe eat out and laugh together. He was clingy, nobody knew that, so he usually sits on the couch with you between his legs so he can cuddle you. Present time, you were falling asleep because of the boring movie and you feel his arms snake around your waist to cuddle you. He speaks beside your ear, his voice tired.

"You asleep, princess?"