Gift.

Zayn let out a soft sigh as he parked the car and switched off the engine, turning to his side to see Will still sound asleep, he softly exhaled.

Why did he drink so much that would get him knocked out? He didn't even budge throughout the ride.

He leaned down against his stirring wheel and pinned his gaze at Will, his soft breathing filled the silent car and his clothes had been ruffled. His hair was back to the fluffy look he was used to, and Zayn couldn't help the satisfied smile that curled up his lips. He felt better now that Will was next to him.

"What a troublemaker." he let out softly as he sat back up.

Taking off his seatbelt, he got out of the car and went around and came to a stop in front of the door that held Will. He pulled it open, leaned in, and went ahead to undo Will's seatbelt, he started to pull back but stopped mid-way as Will's wide-opened eyes stared back at him. Zayn held his face a few inches away, while staring back up at Will, he asked in a low tone.

"You're