My Boyfriend is Zayn Malik

Chapter 1: The discovery

Zayn's POV

I was walking into my last concert of our UAN tour, when something stopped me in my tracks.

There was a girl in the crowd who I couldn't take my eyes off of. She had long blonde hair, and bright green eyes, and was quite short.

I hear Paul and the boys "Come on Zayn, keep moving!" But I couldn't let myself.

I went into the crowd, and took hold of her hand, and pulled her with me. I said, "you're coming with me" and brought her into the venue.

I asked her what her name was, so that I could talk to her. She whispered quietly,

"My name is Jordan"

The next thing I new, I was kissing her, and she was kissing back. The kiss was long and passionate, but got interrupted by someone at the door.

I turned around and went to open the door to find Harry standing there.

"Come on mate, it's time for the show!" Harry exclaimed.

I told Harry I would be there shortly, I just needed to change my shirt. I shut the door, and leaned down to Jordan, and whispered "I will be back soon, beautiful" and kissed her once more.

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Finally, the concert is over. The entire time, all I could think about was Jordan, and those kisses we shared in my dressing room.

I opened my dressing room door to find Jordan sleeping on my couch. She looked just as cute sleeping, than she did awake. I walked over to her and kissed her cheek, walking towards my clothes to change.

I didn't hear her wake up, but when I turned around, I saw her beautiful face looking at my body. I forgot I didn't have a shirt on. I saw her blush, because she knew she had been caught looking.

I walked over to her and kissed her soft lips. I paused and whispered in her ear, "Do you like what you see?" and kissed her again. She stood up from the couch wrapping her arms around my neck. I picked her up, her legs around my waist and continued the kiss.

Jordan's POV

Was I really kissing THE Zayn Malik? Please tell me this isn't just a dream. The kiss was getting hot, which was a major turn on for me. I forgot Zayn was shirtless. His body was to die for.

His tan skin, six pack, and astonishing jaw line completed him. He was the perfect package.

I felt Zayn's tongue against my lip looking for an entry to my mouth. I teased him for a little while and finally let him in.

Zayn slowly made his way over to the couch and sat down, so I was straddling him. I ran my hands through his hair, and he moaned quite loudly. I could really get used to this.

Zayn paused and caught his breath. He looked me in the eye with his gorgeous brown eyes, and said

"Jordan will you live with me?"

I was in shock. Zayn Malik just asked me to live with him. I stared at his body, with all his tattoos, and quietly replied....

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