AVERY’s POV.
When I woke up in the morning, Zayn was nowhere to be found, only the crumpled space on the side of the bed showed that he was in the room last night. When did he leave? I didn’t hear him walk out of the room last night. Well, it’s not like I was expecting him to sleep in the same room with me. With this face, I highly doubt that.
Pulling my body off the bed, I make my way into the bathroom and have a long shower. The thoughts of Zayn lingering in my head. Gosh, I miss him so much that I feel suffocated. I want to be able to hug him again and tell him how much I love him.
Letting out a sigh, I step out of the shower wrapping the bathrobe around me. Then it dawns on me, I have nothing to wear aside from the clothes from last night.
“Ughh” I should have actually thought abo
