Arranged Love (Zayn Malik Arranged Marriage)

Zayn

“So Pray, tell us about yourself” Trisha said.

“well, im Meera Pray Rosselles. Im 18. Im Still Studying University, it’s my last my last year-“

“What are you studying?” Doniya asked.

“Arts and Dance” I replied.

“You dance!?” Safaa screamed.

We all laughed.

“Yah, I work at a dance studio part time, after graduation I’ll work there full time” I replied.

“Good, you have a job” Uncle Yasir said.

“Yes uncle” I replied.

“No, no dear! Call me Yasir.” He said. What a gentleman.

“Yes, and call me Trisha.” Trisha said.

I smiled and nodded.

“Pray, who don’t you go and make tea” mum Nisha said.

I knew this was going to happen.

“Okay” I said, standing up.

“Zayn, why don’t you go and help her with it” Trisha said smirking.

“Great! This you’ll get to know each other better” mum Nisha said.

“Pray bring him with you” she said.

I went to him and nodded my head asking him to follow me.

Thankfully, he understoodand followed me.

I can feel his eyes checking me out from behind.

We entered the kitchen and I started making tea while he just stood there watching my every move.

Finally he spoke up.

“need any help?” she asked.

“Yeah, um can you take the sugar out from the top left shelf” I said.

He followed and gave it to me. Our hands brushed a little and I  felt this electricity go through my hand while I was taking the sugar bottle from him.

“Thanks” I said looking at him.

He just smiled.

There was an awkward silence so I finally decided to break it.

“so…you still in uni?” I asked.

“no, I graduated 2 years ago.” He replied.

“oh. So how old are you?”

“21”

“ok”

“what do you do for living?”

“I work at a jym, as a personal trainer”

My eyebrows shot up and I looked at him surprised. So that’s why he’s so fit.

He noticed my expression and smirked.

“what? Surprised?” he asked teasingly.

“N-no” I replied nervously.

I turned around to hide my nervousness and tried to reach for the cups from the top shelf.

Dammit! I couldn’t reach it. I know I’m tall but not as tall to reach the cups.

Suddenly there was another hand reaching out for the cups and took them out one by one.

It was defiantly Zayn. I turned around and saw he was already staring at me. We were so close, I think he could listen to my heart which was currently beating as fast as a bugatti.

“shorty” he said and backed away.

My eyes widened and my mouth fell open.

“hey! Im not short!” I said.

“really?” he asked teasingly. Leaning forward on the counter he was currently standing behind.

“yah! My height is normal” I said, shook my head up.

“not for me” he chuckled.

I huffed and continued making tea.

“soo…” he said.

“soo…” I said mocking him.

“hey!” he laughed.

“what?” I said.

“I don’t sound like that!” he continued.

“well, in my head you do!” I said.

His eyebrows raised in amusement.

“so, you work in a studio?” he asked interested in this topic.

“yup!” I said popping the “p” out.

“what do you work like? I mean only dance or teach?” he asked.

“for now, im leraning, but later when I graduate from the university, I’ll be a teach” I said.

“oh, nice. So when will you graduate?”

“in 2 weeks”

“ok”

“what about you?  You said you’re a personal trainer right? A trainer of what?” I asked.

“well, that’s for me to know and for you to find out” he said and winked.

I just rolled my eyes at him.

Finally the tea was ready and I started pouring them into the cups. When I finished, I tried to pick up the dish but it was too bid for my hands.

Ugh!

“need any help with that?” he chuckled.

“what do you think Sherlock?!” I said making a “duh” face.

He rolled his eyes and picked it up in one swiff movement. He looked at me and smirked.

Asshole

I rolled my eyes again.

“you know if you keep doing that, your eyes will fall off” he said still looking at me with that stupid smirk.

I rolled my eyes again.

“well, it didn’t” I said smirking.

This time he rolled his eyes and said.

“You know if it was some other girl instead of you, she would’ve been all over me right now” he said.

“Well, im not that girl” I replied shaking my head.

“now go will yah” I said.

Then we walked out.

“finally! Someone was taking long” Trisha said while looking at me and Zayn, smirking.

“Yah, what were you doing in there for soooo looonngg” Doniya said.

I looked down and blushed.

“nothing mum” Zayn replied sitting down.

I started giving out the tea one by one. Asking them how many sugar.

“Sugar?” I asked Zayn.

“2 please” he said.

I went and gave him. While I was giving he whispered

“I’d like you instead” he whispered.

I looked at him with wide eyes. When I noticed we were staring at each other, I backed away blushing deep red.

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Author's Note:

So? How do you like Zayn?

Let me know please!

Pray x