Imagine #33
for Taylor @directionerrxo
(:
Your alarm clock goes off. As much
as you don’t want to get up you know you have to. You try to
move but your boyfriend's arm is around your waist. Slowly, you
try to slip out from under his arm without waking him. You're
almost there when you hear a voice whisper, “Taylor, where
are you going?” You look over at him but his eyes are still
closed. “I have to get ready.” He frowns at you, but
moves his arm away allowing you to go get ready. You go to the
bathroom and take a shower and do your hair. When you go to do your
make-up it is not in its usual place. Instead there is a mirror
with a note on it that says, “You’re beautiful.”
You run back into the bedroom and jump onto the bed.
“ZAYN!!!!” “Taylor…” “Where is
my make-up?” He smirks at you and in his most innocent voice
he says, “I don’t know. But whoever took it is right
you don’t need it to look like pretty. You are beautiful just
the way you are.” He was so sweet sometimes. You looked at
him trying to give him your best puppy dog look. “Please
Zayn.” “Okay I’ll make a deal with you. If I give
you your make-up will you give me a kiss.” You laughed and
leaned down and kissed him. He rolled over and grabbed you make-up
bag out of the draw on his bed side table. He handed it to you and
you gave him another kiss before running off to do your
makeup. (: (: