Scary Movies Are The Best || Taylor&Zayn
Zayn took a deep breath as he got up. His shoes were still kicked off somewhere and his clothes were scattered on the bed and floor. Zayn walked over to the bathroom, slowly. He gazed at his reflection, squinting a little. His eyes had dark bags underneath them, and his face looked pale. He sighed, and took out his coverup he got from his makeup artist, and smeared some around his eyes, making him look like normal Zayn. Zayn before the depression and self hatred set in. He made sure the makeup wasn't visible, as he scuffled to his bathroom cabinet. He shook a couple white pills into his hand and swallowed them easily, like he did every day. Zayn stumbled to his dresser, and took off his plain T-shirt. He looked down in disappointment. Yes, Zayn had worked out a lot, and yes, he had a very impressive body, but he didn't think so. Not good enough he thought to himself, as he put on his shirt. He dressed himself completely and fixed his hair, only using a little gel to quiff it up. He sighed, again, at his reflection in the mirror as he studied his face. Everything was wrong. Zayn decided being surrounded by all these mirrors wasn't the best idea, and he plopped himself at the edge of his bed. Zayn cleaned up his room. He out all of his clothes away, even if that meant stuffing them in his dresser. He made the bed and set out snacks for Taylor and him. His cabin wasn't spotless, but it was clean enough. He set his shoes by the door, and picked out a movie. He wanted it to be a scary one, so maybe he'd get a chance to be close with Taylor. He didn't know what it was about her, but he loved it. Her attitude and her beautiful smile, it made him nervous just thinking about it. She wasn't like all the others, she was different. He hoped that he wouldn't mess this up. Zayn took another deep breath, and exhaled slowly. He took one last look around, before calling her. "Uh, Hello?" Zayn said into the phone, hoping Taylor would reply.
