#prettymuch prefrence

Not my best- don’t drag me.-

"Nick I’m not talking about this anymore. It’s not that big of a deal.” I shouted frustrated as i ran my hands through my hair. Storming up to Nicks room in order to grab my hoodie I left before the party. I kicked off my heels. And graves the all white adidas. I sigh. Ever since me and Nick had been at it since you left the the party — well, more like since Nick dragged me out of the house.

The whole argument was stupid; Nick wasn’t able to keep his anger under control and nearly knocked a guy out for simply dancing with me. Not even in a sexual kind of way.the intentions were harmless; just having fun, like anyone would want to at that stupid party, but seeing as i were there with Nick. He made it almost impossible for me to let loose. “Not a big deal?” Nick repeated, ramming into the room, shutting the door harshly behind him. “It’s a huge fucking deal, Y/N. You were all over him!”

“I was not all over him, Jack. I was having fun, okay?” I was now half way in on if my all white shoes and swallowed by my hoodie. “Grinding on some dick at a club is fun?” Nick questioned sarcastically. “You know damn well he wanted you and you gave into it.”

“What do you want me to say, Nick?That I’m sorry? Tough luck, because I’m not.” You spat. Nick raised an eyebrow, taken back by the words that had passed through my lips. Tough tit, but I meant what i said. I wasn’t sorry; I was having fun. If anyone should be sorry, it should be Him — he was the one who went ballistic over nonsense.

“I can’t fucking believe you” he spat turning and sitting in his bed.

“Well Nick I’m not sure what you want from me, because I did nothing wrong” I state standing up straighter. Grabbing my keys and folding my arms, I went to stand in front of him. “What the fuck is wrong with you. Do you really ever think I’d cheat on you? With him?” This was my way of reassuring him. Not my best efforts. “It was your idea going to that stupid party anyways” i hadn’t wanted to go. Just a movie night is what I was promised. But he promised his friends to go to the party. And I guess I just got caught up in the promises. “You know what Nick? Whatever. I’m leaving” I stated. Grabbing my shoe off my foot and grabbing the other in my hand.

I quickly wanted out of the room down the stairs and past his other boys walking in the door. “Heyyyy!!! (Y/N)!!! What happened to you and Ya Manzzz and the party” a large drunk Zion stumble inbetween Austin and Brandon.

“Can you see me? I’m giving you the finger!” I say sticking my finger up to the camera. His screen returned to his face forming the pause button. He laughs, and his shark boy like teeth glistened in the light of the camera.

“Like I really can’t believe that you won’t tell me what I’m getting ready for.” I stamper around my walk in closet looking for my ugg boots. “It’s like 11 what is even open” I breathe, now giving him a chance to talk. “Because babe” nick sang “you always look great and it’s a surprise” he’d picked up the his phone just after I’d herd the engen turn off. “Are you here already? Babe you like just left” I’d thrown my boots down to grab my phone and run down stairs.

“Just come open the door yeah” he said as I herd a plastic bag crinkle. “Yeah, yeah I’m coming” I say tuning to the door . “Sorry I can’t find shoes to match” I state opening the door to my boyfriend in sweat pants, keys, and a bag full of snacks. I wrapped my arms around him pulling him inside the front door.

Sorry it sucked, but here is the Zion fluff we deserve

It was a freezing day to say the least, I’d just come back, early, from skiing with a group of my close friends up in the mountains somewhere. They had dragged me out to the mountain, with the most cell reception, worst food, and not to mention, the weather. We had rented a house for a couple of day. It Hadent seemed like a bad idea at the time. Untill I found out Zion was coming. Iv never been too fond of him. Or even fond of him at all. His friends however were great, And they were friends with my friends. So here I was. Convinced to come on this cold ass skiing trip. Having never skied a day in my life. How dumb was I.

it’s was nearing 5 o’clock in the afternoon and I was cold,tired, and irritated, among many other things, I need to rest. After all I am from California, and not used to the cold. As I entered the room room pursued to be mine I sat on the bed. I plowed my snow boots off and threw myself on the nicely made bed. Not remembering this was not how I left my bed this morning. I had layed in someone else bed, without even realizing it. Due to feeling cold id whip up some cocoa on my way upstairs, the hot kind. But then, as I relax on the bed, I opened my eyes getting the feeling someone eyes burning a hole threw me. I raised my eyes to see None other than the asshole himself Zion standing right before me.

Noticing the beauty in the clearness of his blemish free skin,soon looking at the rest of his beautiful features, his eyebrows tilted up as I studied his face. I’d been caught, causing me to smile shyly. Looking away I’d seen not my suitcase but his. “Oh is this your room?” I belted out, more that slightly embarrassed, but ever so tired “What’s that you’re drinking?” Zion ignored my question, taking the mug from my smallhands into his gigantic ones and sips on my hot cocoa, mine. From this he ended up getting a coco mustache.

“Mmm…….thanks babe” he winks, whipping his face, so the mustache was no longer there. “Babe?” I ask quietly, but really i was just amused and really WISH that it was true. He giggles as I floped my body flat on his bed then flip onto my back. He stares at me as a little grin appears on his face. “What?” I asked wiping my mouth because I’d presumed there was something on it. He shrugs “Can I have my drink back?” I had extend my arm for the mug, “please?” sleepy and drained I’d asked again. “Why?” he jokes. Zion smiles, places the drink on the side table, pulls my arm in towards him then lifts my whole body and carries me. As I laugh from the awkwardness of facing him and not knowing what to do.

His hands firmly on my butt. “You have nice eyes” “Do i ?” suddenly we were both laughing like there’s no tomorrow. As I lean forward, rest my head on his shoulder and whisper in his ear, “I’m really tired” Zion lays me on my back on top of the bed. His body is hovering over me and the eye contact is impeccable. Slowly but tastefully he strips his shirt off over his head. Unfortunately for me, he rolls over onto his back and decides to lay next to me instead of on top of me. He starts to chuckle adorably. “What’s so funny that you keep on smiling and giggling at me?” I questioned serious this time. I wanted an answer.

He looks at me with desire. “Stop that!” “Stop what?” he asks in a sexy tone. He clearly never realise how attractive his being is. “I’m giggling because you ……” “…. I?What?” he bites his bottom lip then looks away. I put on a confused look. Moving closer and start to play with the tips of dreads. Zion decides to twist and face me. Now we both are sitting with our legs crossed face to face. By now I’d noticed that it’s already dark outside. so I get up and look for my pyjamas. “Where are you going?” Zion asked concerned. “Umm….to get my pyjamas then SLEEP” i replied in a sarcastic tone. However I had to admit, it was cute that he seemed interested. “Y/N)” i nod whilst leaning on the door.

“the mug” he smiles. “Oh ya, can I have my drink back please?” “Sure” Nash gets off the bed, picks up the mug and walks up to me. I extend my hand again for the drink. But he starts teasing me playfully. “Awww” he continues to toy with me. “Z, you’re going to spill it” “Z, you’re going to spill it” he mimics. “You’re crazy” i state. But become seduced by his jaw dropping abs. This time he looks away for a moment then looks at me with lustful eyes, this makes me blush. “Stop that.” I mutter, trying to focus my attention elsewhere. It was awkward. Very. “Aren’t you cold?” “Nope.” He replies. I use this opportunity to feel on his body and face. Funny enough he realises what im doing so does the same to you. “Hahah. What the hell?!” Id exclaim as he tickles your stomach and pokes your butt.