Zayn's POV
Slowly I tried to get out of bed, unwrapping my arms from around her waist and untangling our legs. Ami looked so deliciously rumbled and innocent as she slept that it took all of my strength to get out of bed. Kissing her lightly on the lips, I grabbed my shirt from the floor and put on my jeans. I stood by the door for a while, just watching her sleep soundly, her arms still tracing the space where I'd just gotten up from, looking so inviting. I struggled to get that goofy smile off my face but whenever she was around it just never left. Whistling to myself, I walked towards the kitchen and opened the door to the fridge to see if there were groceries there. When I found the things I needed, I started cooking a nice greasy breakfast for my little wife. I grinned as I realized
