Imagine with Zayn.

 Zayn walks you home from a party because you are too afraid to walk alone. It was really dark outside. When you came to your road you said:’’ So this is my road. Thanks for following me home.’’ Zayn smiles and says:’’ No problem.’’ He hugs you and you hug back. But he didn’t let go of you. You liked being in his arms. He was just holding you for a long time before he lets you go and you ended standing there for hours just talking.