Arranged To be Malik

Chapter 38

"So this is what it feels like

Being at the right place the right time

I'm hanging on for dear life

Hoping we can make this a long night

This is why we came yeah

I can feel it in my veins

So this is what it feels like

Right place the right time" Olly Murs~Right place, right time..

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Rawan'sPOV:

I wake up from my beautiful sleep, feeling the bed is empty beside me, I look around me, noticing that I am in my room, the last thing I remembered from yesterday that Zayn and I were watching the T.V. then I closed my eyes, not feeling myself but Zayn's kiss.

" Zayn" I call, but there is no answer, I call him again but like the other time, there is no answer, I push myself away from my bed and rub my head a little, I hear his beautiful voice singing from the bathroom, I smile softly as I make my way towards the door.

I knock softly and call him again, " Zayn, are you in here?"

" Yeah Angel, come in" He yells and goes on singing, I open the door and finding him in the bath, water, soap and bubbles cover his naked body, I blush and say quickly and nervously, " Sorry, I didn't know that you are taking a shower, I will leave you now"

He laughs at me and reply, " No, don't leave, come sit with me for a while" I cough and make my way towards the sink, I brush my teeth and try to not to look at Zayn's perfect body, but the whole time, he is watching me, like his eyes are drinking looks from me.

" Zayn, don't look at me like that" I whine when I finish brushing my teeth.

" I can't help your beauty, Angel" He defends himself, I shake my head and blush at his comment, How does he manage to make me happy every time? The thought of him being with me everyday is something incredible.

" Shut up" I mumble under my breath, but he hears me because he starts to laugh, I poke my tongue and he laughs harder.

I go towards his direction, bend down, kiss his lips softly and greet him, " Well, Good morning"

" Good morning, beautiful" He greets me back and kisses me again, only harder this time, I try not to moan or to grasp his wet hair, but I find it hard, I wrap my arms around his wet neck and his wet hand goes to my cheek, holding it. I try to pull away from his lips, but he grasps my cheek harder, his other wet hand goes to my waist, pushing me in the bath with him, don't know how.

" Zayn" I scream and pull away from his lips with my eyes and mouth wide.

" What, Angel?" His makes his voice way too innocent, while his eyes want to laugh at my reaction.

" I hate you" I snap and hit his chest as a joke, he laughs loudly and his arms go to push me against his chest.

" Zayn, you make me wet" I whine.

" Oh really? In a which way?" He teases me, my eyes grow wider and wider, my red face is like a fire, that anyone can cook on it, why does he every time make me turn on because of his words and teasing?

" Zayn" I gasp, still my mouth is open. I try to collect my words while his smirk grows wider by the second, I think it could break his face in any minute.

" I really do hate you" I yell and splash him with water, he laughs and tickles my sides to stop me. His laugh is music in my ear, I can hear it all day all night, without boredom, I love everything in him, and nothing will change it, that is for sure.