Destiny Brought Us Together * Zayn Malik Fanfic *

The Hug

A Zayn Javaad Malik Fanfic

Stacie speaking

            I heard girls squealing like hell but the hell I care! I’m still bombed about my earring and I MUST find it. Now! I feel like crying again, so I excused myself and told Gwen I’ll be just in the dressing room.

            As I sobbed, I heard the door squeaked open. At the second there, I thought it’s Gwen. She’s gonna give me a sermon again for crying again but I was wrong. 

            A masculine scent danced around my nose. Oh no! It’s a guy! The last time I check, there weren’t male models here for the shoot. So can he be?

            I feel incautious with his presence. Even until he put his warm palm on my shoulder.

            “Are you okay?” his voice was as soothing as his perfume.

            Alarmed, I looked up at the ‘stranger’ and was …

            OH GOD! HE’S DROP DEAD GORGEOUSLY HANDSOME !!!!!

            He’s got black hair, dark probing eyes, and thick eyebrows. And his lashes! Oh longer than mine.

            He stared at me and I can’t help it, my heart took an inadvertent skip. I suddenly felt conscious. I mean, hell! I just got off from crying then a god like this shows up in front of me and stares at me. Heck! My eyes are damp and I bet my mascara is smearing!

            “Y-yes..” I managed to answer, amazed that I still found my voice.

            “You don’t seem to be. You were crying and now you’re saying you’re fine? Nah! What’s your problem Miss? Maybe I can help out.” He took out a hanky from his pocket and handed it to me. And he’s a gentleman too!

“But you better wipe your tears first.” Wipe my tears? My body was loading and I don’t know what I’m gonna do so I was surprised when he leaned close to me that I can feel his heartbeat and he personally wiped it himself. Oh my God! I can marry him right away!

            “T-thanks..” He nodded and gave me his hanky. “Look, the girl outside, your friend, she said you lost something.”

            “Yeah. A diamond earring. Hey, what does it do with—”

            He took out something in his jeans again. At the second there, I silently wish it’s a diamond ring and he’ll bent down and asks me to marry—

            “Does it look something like this?” I was partly dismayed and partly overjoyed. I covered my mouth and widened my eyes. I was shocked. I mean, how did he found it? Must be destiny.

            “I-its..t-that’s…oh my God!” I flung my arms out and embraced him. That’s when I noticed he was five feet and ten inches tall. He’s taller than me, despite the fact that I’m wearing my pumps.

            He smelled really manly, by the way. At that thought, I realized I was..HUGGING HIM! Dear!

            I felt my cheeks burned into tomato red so immediately let go of him, turned away and silently prayed I’ll be dead right NOW.