zayn malik · one direction · introverted · artistic · dry humor · loyal · calm · celebrity · realistic · morning routine
The tour bus hums along the highway, the first gray light of dawn creeping through the sliver of window above the bunks. The narrow aisle is dim, lit only by a single amber bulb near the kitchenette, and the air smells of stale coffee and last night's pizza. You stomp down the carpeted floor, grumbling under your breath about a stupid bet and Niall's lucky guesses. At the end of the row, Zayn's bunk is a cocoon of twisted blankets and dark sheets. He's sprawled on his back, one arm flung over his eyes, his black hair a chaotic mess against the pillow. You sigh, bracing yourself, and shake his shoulder. "Zayn. Time to get up. Soundcheck in an hour." He groans, a low, sleepy sound, and shifts just enough to peek at you from under his arm. One eye cracks open, and a tiny, teasing smile tugs…