Bribing Mr Vain Malik (ZMFF) (Completed)

Chapter 3 ~ Knock, Knock, Malik

The door swings open, and there standing in front of me is Zayn Malik, he’s dressed causal, but looks like he’s some pop legend, wait he is that but, I mean he looks so well dressed so well groomed, I hold my breath, cause it amazes me. “Vas Happenin?” he asks, his amazing soft English accent overwhelms me, “Not much, just some letters” I try to say causal “Oh, you are?” he asks taking the letters from my trembling hands “Oh, I’m your new assistant” I say “Oh a new, New Zealand assistant” we both laugh, while he flicks through the letters “I bet you’re a fan?” he looks up, and I blush and smile, it gives it away. But it doesn’t give away my plan. “Come in, come in, just don’t go telling the press, they’ll be on all our cases if they knew” I smile and step in, the place is magic. It’s the most expensive hotel in the whole of New Zealand. And I’m in it, along with Liam, Harry, Niall, Louis and Zayn. They come up to greet me. “Well this is beautiful, I mean having you” Harry looks guilty and stares at the floor “Didn’t come out right hey Haz” Liam slaps him on the back “wait what’s your name?”  Liam’s asks I turn to him “Tilly” “Beautiful” Harry says looking up, then he looks at the guys, and trails away in shame. I just smile. I’m not interested in anything accept Zayn, and only Zayn. I turn back to Liam to hear what he’s trying to say “Tilly, its great to have you around, we won’t treat you like a round up dog, don’t worry” He walks off, and Louis, and Niall trail of after him.

“Thanks Tilly” Zayn says, and I know its time for me to leave, the plan can come in to action later. Alone! “I’ll catch you later” He says as he softly closes the door behind me. Oh I think to myself, you will. A few hours later, when the boys, have left the hotel room. Accept Zayn, that is, lucky me. Bad luck for him.

“Knock, knock Zayn” I say at hotel door number 625. The door swings open, just like it did the first time “Oh Tilly” he says come in, he notices I’ve brought hot cups of chocolate I set them on the bench, and sit down. “Give me a moment” he says, and I watch him go switch of the laptop, on his bed. “How are you?” he asks taking a sweet sip of his chocolate. Oh I think to myself I’m going sweet, feel the sweet trickle down your throat? That’s how sweet my bribe will be, that’s how sweet my charm will be. I shake myself out of it, all in due time. I promise myself. “Oh, I’m swell who wouldn’t be?” he smiles “I guess your right, I’m famous right, who wouldn’t be swell” He leans back “I’m interested in your story, everybody has a story right, so what’s yours?” I lean back myself, and think “Its early does, to start opening myself especially my heart to you Zayn” he smiles “hard to get” he teases.

But he lets the issue drop. We start to talk about him, I pretend he doesn’t bore me, but he does. I’m here for a reason, and I’m not being allowed to explain the reason, its annoying me. I butt in “Knock, knock Zayn” I say he just smiles “Well come on in, what’s on your mind Love?” we sit in silence for a long while, I keep on wondering if I should say anything I decide I have to, he’s asked what’s on my mind and I just got to tell. There will be no saying no, either. I’m a fan with an evil plan! And a plan that will work, you’ll be taking it back, you evil people that hurt me!