Bribing Mr Vain Malik (ZMFF) (Completed)

Chapter 11 ~ I Might Be Something But How Can This Work?

A/N:

So what do ya think so far? Getting better? Or worse? Leave a comment, plz J.

In this chapter there will be a bit of kissing, and they’ll make out, just a warning! Shouldn’t be to heated up just yet LOL! But we need some kissing, I hope ya agree, cause I reckon its perfect, bit hard to write this but here it goes J!

Plz read, vote, comment and enjoy,

MJ ~

Zayn kisses me softly, and I get lost in the moment again, I tell myself to trust him, trust that he loves me, trust he needs me. “I love ya” he whispers in my ear, as he kisses my neck. “Zayn” I say gently “I might be something but how can this work?” he stops kissing me, and we both sit upright “It will” he promises he kisses me again, and I let him, I just keep thinking how can it. “Tilly” Zayn whisper’s “You okay?” “Yea” I reply back “don’t you want me to kiss you?” Zayn asks, “I do” I say, “I’m just thinking, I’m just worried” “don’t be” Zayn says simply “trust me”. He kisses me again, and I allow myself to get lost in the moment again. I push all thoughts of it working out in my mind out, and we just get lost kissing. “Better go” Zayn says a few hours later “Why?” I ask, Zayn stands up “over staying my welcome” he says a smile “sure, you are” I say rolling my eyes  “I could be seen here at my girlfriends house” he says, my heart misses a beat, girlfriend, I think I am Zayn Malik’s girlfriend, Zayn Malik is my boyfriend “Stay” I say a smile creeps across my face. “I really best be going” he says and starts to make for the door. I rush up to Zayn and give him a pressuring kiss, he stands still for a few moments, and I wonder does he get what I’m doing. “No Tilly” he says “Got to go” hand goes on the knob “are ya real sure?” I ask in a sweet sexy voice, Zayn looks at me “Bribing me again?” he asks a grin on his face “is it working?” I ask innocently Zayn rolls his eyes “so you’re bribing me with you now hey? Not money this time” he says, hand goes off the door handle “is it working” I say my voice, between sweet and sexy, sort of a seducing voice. “It might be” he says “but not this time Tilly, I can’t make any mistakes, not with you, not with anyone it could dent my career” I laugh sarcastically “so now I’m a mistake” I say, Zayn thinks for a bit.

“Didn’t mean it like that Tilly, I mean no matter how much you try to bribe me, or seduce me its not going to happen” he says “OH” I say pretending to be shocked, I see my moment of opportunity and rush up to him, and lock my lips on his, soft, gentle. We kiss for a long moment, and we both pull apart. “Can I have a drink I need some water” he says, I smile and dash of to get him some. “So does this mean you’ll stay?” I ask “no it means I’m thirsty” he replies, I hand him the glass “you sure are one cunning Tilly” Zayn says as he sips “oh yea sure I am” I say sweetly. I sit down beside him, close beside him. “Best be off now, though got some ideas that might help this work out” he says “really, lets hear them Zayn” I say, my soft eyes looking in his eyes “maybe tomorrow, I’ve got to go back get some rest tomorrow at lunch there is a concert” he stands up “Oh” I say “yea oh, better go” he makes a move for the door, “So your really worried about being seen here?” I demand, Zayn doesn’t respond “I guess” he says after a while “I am” “why don’t be” I say and kiss him again.

“Tilly, I told you I got to go, stop it do you mind?” he says, I don’t stop it though, I just keep kissing him, “Something wrong Zayn?” I ask gently and sweetly “we you trained a briber and a seducer?” he demands “me no, were you born an entertainer?” I say we both laugh, so funny, so cute, so cool. He steps away from me “Oh so only on your terms hey” I say “you can kiss me when you want, hold my hand when you want, so forth so on” I say he laughs “maybe” “well now Zayn this is my terms” I point out “so it is, so?” he asks, “take a sit, I’v e got something to tell you” his eyebrows raise, fingers go through hair, he takes a sit, on the couch.

 “What is it now?” he asks “Tell me Zayn am I going to be thrown away when you leave New Zealand?” I ask “of course not, I have true feelings for you” he says “really are you sure then prove it” I say, Zayn raises his eyebrows, maybe he’s smart, maybe he’s just catching on “How?” he ask cautiously I think for awhile “kiss me” I say eventually “we just did that, we did that the whole time I’ve been here” he argues “so we did, but lets do it again” I say, Zayn looks unsure he kisses me on the cheek. I kiss him back “what are you trying to do Tilly?” he whispers.

“Make out” I say simply, his eyes don’t look surprised, something in his eyes tell me he’s got that on his mind to “I’m catching on” he says, a sweet smile on his face “yea very slowly” I say he laughs we both laugh. The touch of his skin against mine soon gives me a shiver. He kisses me tenderly, lost deeply this time in the moment, just wanting more, more of him, more of his touch, more of his kiss, never felt this before, for anyone, for anything. My past relationships we never got this far, and they weren’t relationships cause I never felt like this when I was in them. We don’t go much further, and I don’t want to go much further, and I know Zayn doesn’t want to go much further either.

Zayn carries me to my bed, we make out there, and I can’t explain much of what happened, cause I fell to deeply into the feelings I was having to actually remember all of what happened. I remember how embarrassed I felt when I stood in my underwear. Zayn wasn’t worried standing there in his boxer shorts, a smile on his face, I knew there was as smile on my face, although, I only had a bra, and some underwear on.

Then he had to leave, and I sat up on my bed for a while, in my underwear, thinking how amazing it was to make out, how special he was, how special I am to have him like me, and have feelings for me.