Foreign Exchange
Extra Chapter!
Zayns POV
I struggled to grasp the peaceful sleep that I longed for. I rolled around, flipping onto my stomach, then onto my back, then back onto my stomach. I closed my eyes and squeezed them tight, but still nothing. With a silent sigh, not wanting to wake up Nick, I quietly turned back onto my back and stared up blankly at the dark ceiling. My thoughts was why I couldn’t sleep, they kept eating me alive. I don’t want to think about anything right now, all the things I’ve learned the past few hours was something I didn’t want on my mind.
“Zayn..?” Nick asked softly into my dark room. I shuddered a little, surprised that Nick was awake. “Are you awake?”
“Yeah” I said, not moving.
“Can’t sleep?” he asked and I nodded.
“Yeah” I said, realizing that he couldn’t see me nod in the dark.
“Crazy day, huh?” he said, referring to all the crazy, emotional things that happened today.
“Indeed” I said, shuffling under the blankets as I sat up. I faced the other side of the room where Nick was occupying the other bed in my room.
“Why can’t you sleep?” Nick asked and I heard him move under the blankets.
“Thinking” I answered honestly. “What about you?” I asked, searching for him across the room through the dark.
“Same, and I’m hungry” he said and I chuckled. He sounded exactly like Niall.,
“I know what would help” I said, turning on the lamp that was on the nightstand next to me. The light sent a very low glow in the room and I could now see Nick. He was sitting up in the bed, looking over at me. He looked adorable with his ruffled hair and wearing my shirt.
“Oh?” he said and I slipped out of bed. I nodded my head towards the door, motioning for him to follow me. He slipped out of bed and stepped behind me as I slowly opened the door. I looked out into the dark hallway, nobody in sight. I opened the door more and slipped out into the hallway with Nick. We tiptoed down the steps, past the living room and into the kitchen. I turned on the light and made sure that it was on a low level so it wasn’t so bright. Nick hoisted himself up on the island as I went over to the refrigerator and pulled out a tub of Nestle Toll House cookie dough.
“What are you-” Nick was about to asked, but covered his mouth at how loud he sounded. “What are you doing?” He asked more quietly.
“Mini cookies” I smiled at his goofy smile.
“I love cookies!” he whisper screamed and I smiled bigger, pulling out a pan. I placed the pan next to him on the island and handed him the tub. He opened the took the lid off and gasped.
“They’re so small!” He quietly gushed and picked up a tiny clump of cookie dough. I chuckled and nodded.
“I told you that I was making mini cookies” I said, letting him put the cookie dough on the pan and going over to turn on the oven.
“How much should we make?” he asked, looking down at the pan.
“As many as you like” I said and chuckled again as he put even more cookie dough on the pan. He put the lid back on the tub and handed it over to me.
“You know, I used to eat the cookie dough” I said, putting the tub back in the fridge.
“That so bad for you” he said and I nodded.
“Yeah, I kind of got sick” I blushed slightly and Nick giggled.
“Back in when me and Nikki were freshman and Anjelica was a junior, all three of us were invited to a birthday party” Nick smiled and continued “Well, the night before the party, Anjelica ate a butt load of cookie dough. The next day she got sick at the party” Nick said, chuckling a little.
“That must have been embarrassing” I said and Nick chuckled more, shaking his head.
“Not at all. After she was done getting sick, she walks up to us and says, ‘is there any pizza left?”
I laughed and shook my head. “I’m not surprised” I said, totally imagining her doing that. The oven beeped, informing us that it was time to put the cookies in. I took the pan of cookies and put them in the oven.
“How long is it going to take?” Nick asked.
“Not long at all since they are small” I answered him, pulling out two glasses.
“I see” Nick said, and I could feel him staring at my back. I blushed slightly again under his stare, even though I wasn’t facing him. “So Zayn, how are you?” Nick suddenly asked, catching me off guard. I turned around and faced him.
“I-I’m good” I stuttered, looking a little puzzled at him.
“Just wondering” Nick blushed, looking down at his hands. I smiled at how cute he was. The sound of footsteps upstairs made us both jump and I turned off the lights. “Zayn?” Nick whispered and I shushed him. I heard the footsteps walk down the stairs and I made my way through the kitchen to hide behind the counter. I don’t know where Nick was, but I’m guessing that he moved away. I suddenly couldn’t hear the footsteps anymore and I slowly stood up and tried to look out into the dark. I moved away from behind the counter and bumped into a body after taking three steps. Both the person and I whisper screamed and the lights turned on, causing me, Nick and Niall to scream. Niall was holding a bat and puzzled at us.
“Nick? Zayn?” he whispered as Nick and I took deep breaths.
“Gosh Niall you scared me” Nick chuckled, then looked at me. “You scared me too.”
“Sorry” I sheepishly smiled.
“Anyways, what are you doing down here?” Nick asked Niall and Niall set down the bat.
“I should be saying that to you” Niall smirked before answering his question. “I smelled good stuff” Niall sniffed. Nick and I giggled.
“We’re making mini cookie” I said, then slapped my forehead in realization. “The cookies!” I quietly exclaimed and rushed over to the oven. I opened up the oven and sighed. I grabbed an oven mitt and took out the pan of cookies.
“That smells so good, can I have some?” Niall said, giving me and Nick puppy dog eyes.
“Of course!” Nick said and I pulled out another glass. I set the three glasses on the island and pulled out milk from the fridge. “Cookies and milk remind me of Santa” Nick randomly said, causing me to smile. He’s just too funny and cute.
“Good things we’re not fat like him though” Niall joked.
“With all the food you eat, I’m surprised that you’re not even fatter than him” Nick giggled and I chuckled in agreement. I poured milk in all the three glasses and handed them each a glass.
“A toast” Niall said and Nick and I curiously looked at him. “To Santa” he smiled and raised his glass. I shook my head, smiling at the irish lad.
“To Santa!” we all whisper cheered.
I struggled to grasp the peaceful sleep that I longed for. I rolled around, flipping onto my stomach, then onto my back, then back onto my stomach. I closed my eyes and squeezed them tight, but still nothing. With a silent sigh, not wanting to wake up Nick, I quietly turned back onto my back and stared up blankly at the dark ceiling. My thoughts was why I couldn’t sleep, they kept eating me alive. I don’t want to think about anything right now, all the things I’ve learned the past few hours was something I didn’t want on my mind.
“Zayn..?” Nick asked softly into my dark room. I shuddered a little, surprised that Nick was awake. “Are you awake?”
“Yeah” I said, not moving.
“Can’t sleep?” he asked and I nodded.
“Yeah” I said, realizing that he couldn’t see me nod in the dark.
“Crazy day, huh?” he said, referring to all the crazy, emotional things that happened today.
“Indeed” I said, shuffling under the blankets as I sat up. I faced the other side of the room where Nick was occupying the other bed in my room.
“Why can’t you sleep?” Nick asked and I heard him move under the blankets.
“Thinking” I answered honestly. “What about you?” I asked, searching for him across the room through the dark.
“Same, and I’m hungry” he said and I chuckled. He sounded exactly like Niall.,
“I know what would help” I said, turning on the lamp that was on the nightstand next to me. The light sent a very low glow in the room and I could now see Nick. He was sitting up in the bed, looking over at me. He looked adorable with his ruffled hair and wearing my shirt.
“Oh?” he said and I slipped out of bed. I nodded my head towards the door, motioning for him to follow me. He slipped out of bed and stepped behind me as I slowly opened the door. I looked out into the dark hallway, nobody in sight. I opened the door more and slipped out into the hallway with Nick. We tiptoed down the steps, past the living room and into the kitchen. I turned on the light and made sure that it was on a low level so it wasn’t so bright. Nick hoisted himself up on the island as I went over to the refrigerator and pulled out a tub of Nestle Toll House cookie dough.
“What are you-” Nick was about to asked, but covered his mouth at how loud he sounded. “What are you doing?” He asked more quietly.
“Mini cookies” I smiled at his goofy smile.
“I love cookies!” he whisper screamed and I smiled bigger, pulling out a pan. I placed the pan next to him on the island and handed him the tub. He opened the took the lid off and gasped.
“They’re so small!” He quietly gushed and picked up a tiny clump of cookie dough. I chuckled and nodded.
“I told you that I was making mini cookies” I said, letting him put the cookie dough on the pan and going over to turn on the oven.
“How much should we make?” he asked, looking down at the pan.
“As many as you like” I said and chuckled again as he put even more cookie dough on the pan. He put the lid back on the tub and handed it over to me.
“You know, I used to eat the cookie dough” I said, putting the tub back in the fridge.
“That so bad for you” he said and I nodded.
“Yeah, I kind of got sick” I blushed slightly and Nick giggled.
“Back in when me and Nikki were freshman and Anjelica was a junior, all three of us were invited to a birthday party” Nick smiled and continued “Well, the night before the party, Anjelica ate a butt load of cookie dough. The next day she got sick at the party” Nick said, chuckling a little.
“That must have been embarrassing” I said and Nick chuckled more, shaking his head.
“Not at all. After she was done getting sick, she walks up to us and says, ‘is there any pizza left?”
I laughed and shook my head. “I’m not surprised” I said, totally imagining her doing that. The oven beeped, informing us that it was time to put the cookies in. I took the pan of cookies and put them in the oven.
“How long is it going to take?” Nick asked.
“Not long at all since they are small” I answered him, pulling out two glasses.
“I see” Nick said, and I could feel him staring at my back. I blushed slightly again under his stare, even though I wasn’t facing him. “So Zayn, how are you?” Nick suddenly asked, catching me off guard. I turned around and faced him.
“I-I’m good” I stuttered, looking a little puzzled at him.
“Just wondering” Nick blushed, looking down at his hands. I smiled at how cute he was. The sound of footsteps upstairs made us both jump and I turned off the lights. “Zayn?” Nick whispered and I shushed him. I heard the footsteps walk down the stairs and I made my way through the kitchen to hide behind the counter. I don’t know where Nick was, but I’m guessing that he moved away. I suddenly couldn’t hear the footsteps anymore and I slowly stood up and tried to look out into the dark. I moved away from behind the counter and bumped into a body after taking three steps. Both the person and I whisper screamed and the lights turned on, causing me, Nick and Niall to scream. Niall was holding a bat and puzzled at us.
“Nick? Zayn?” he whispered as Nick and I took deep breaths.
“Gosh Niall you scared me” Nick chuckled, then looked at me. “You scared me too.”
“Sorry” I sheepishly smiled.
“Anyways, what are you doing down here?” Nick asked Niall and Niall set down the bat.
“I should be saying that to you” Niall smirked before answering his question. “I smelled good stuff” Niall sniffed. Nick and I giggled.
“We’re making mini cookie” I said, then slapped my forehead in realization. “The cookies!” I quietly exclaimed and rushed over to the oven. I opened up the oven and sighed. I grabbed an oven mitt and took out the pan of cookies.
“That smells so good, can I have some?” Niall said, giving me and Nick puppy dog eyes.
“Of course!” Nick said and I pulled out another glass. I set the three glasses on the island and pulled out milk from the fridge. “Cookies and milk remind me of Santa” Nick randomly said, causing me to smile. He’s just too funny and cute.
“Good things we’re not fat like him though” Niall joked.
“With all the food you eat, I’m surprised that you’re not even fatter than him” Nick giggled and I chuckled in agreement. I poured milk in all the three glasses and handed them each a glass.
“A toast” Niall said and Nick and I curiously looked at him. “To Santa” he smiled and raised his glass. I shook my head, smiling at the irish lad.
“To Santa!” we all whisper cheered.
Notes
Alright, so this is the night of Thanksgiving, but I made it into an extra chapter to lighten up everyones mood a bit. What do you think of Zayn and Nicks friendship? Do you like it or what? xDOH!!! And I can't even tell you how much I love you!!!! I was bored today, so I decided to check out the fanfics under popular and guess what?!?!?! My fanfic was in the 7th page!!! WOOOOOO!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! I love you for subscribing and voting and just I LOVE YOU!!! :)))) Vote if you haven't though, like really. If you haven't, then I will just have to smack some one direction sense into you
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5/23/14