Irresistible -A Zayn Malik Love Story-

Chapter 7

After dinner, which was a very messy affair with half the food being chucked around, we drew lots to decide who would clean what. I ended up with cleaning the dishes with Zayn, Maddie and Liam had to clean the table and Harry and Louis had to clean the pasta off the floor. Niall, having over eaten, was sitting in the living room, watching TV and groaning, holding his stomach. I walked into the kitchen, Zayn behind me.

I smiled at Zayn. "How about I wash and rinse and you dry?"

"Sure." Zayn smiled too.

I started to wash. "So.....you draw?" Zayn asked as I washed a plate.

"How did you know?" I asked surprised.

"Harry told me."

"Oh....." How did Harry even find time alone with Zayn? When did he even have the chance to tell him?

"So, do you?" Zayn pressed again.

"Huh? Oh.....yeah, I do. Nothing major. Just a few sketches and paintings here and there."

"That's cool! Can I see them?" Zayn asked grinning real big.

"What? No! I've never shown anyone my drawings. They're not that good......." I protested halfheartedly as I saw his puppy dog eyes.

"Please?" He asked again. "I wanna see them."

Seeing that face, I melted. Groaning, I agreed. "Fine....I'll show you some. Damn you and your puppy dog eyes. You do it better than anyone I know."

He grinned. "I know. The eyes always work." he said cockily as he followed me into my room.

I rolled my eyes as I took down my box filled with sketches. I removed an orange color drawing book and slid it over to him. I sat beside him on my bed as he sifted through my drawings. I looked at his face nervously, waiting, anticipating his answer.

A few moments later he looked up. His face was filled with awe and admiration. "These are amazing!" he said brightly. "You could make so much money if you sell these! Why don't you show anyone?"

I flushed at his praise but glared at him as I hit him playfully. "I'm not selling my drawings! They're something personal! That's why I never showed anyone else either. They would try to convince me to sell my drawings."

He nodded. "Ah.....I understand. But still, you should show your drawings to someone. They are beautiful."

I grinned. "Thanks, It's nice getting the praise on my drawings."

He laughed. "Anytime, lassie." he said trying on a southern, country accent.

I gave him a flat look. "Don't use that accent again. You sound stupid."

He pretended to bow as he said "Your wish is my command, my lady."

Zayn's POV-

Kiara was fun. Like, REALLY fun. After spending some time with her, I knew she clearly knew how to have good time. I liked her a lot. She was witty, funny and crazy. She was beautiful too. With sparkling emerald green eyes and long dark brown, almost black hair, flowing almost to her waist in soft waves. Her red streaks running through her hair just reflected her personality even more, I thought. Fiery and determined. It shown in her eyes that she would never go down without a fight. The way her expression softened when she thought about Tyler and her other roommates.

I wish she would look like that when she thought about me.

Whoa...where did that come from?!? Remember Zayn, you can't go around thinking thoughts like these, especially of girls you've just me. And besides, you have a girlfriend. I sighed.

"Zayn? Zayn!" I was brought out of my thoughts by Kiara looking straight at me, expression concerned. "Dude....you okay?"

I smiled as I answered her. "Yeah. I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

She looked down, her expression kinda sheepish. "Well, you weren't answering anything I was asking you and looked kinda zoned out so I thought I was boring you."

You could never bore me.

I refrained from saying this out loud as I smiled at her again. "Don't worry. You weren't boring me. And I didn't zone out."

Kiara's eyes lit up. So cute, I thought mentally chuckling. "What are you thinking about?"

"Come on" she said pulling me by the hand, "If we finish the dishes fast, we can have some ice-cream."

I just grinned as I followed her, trying desperately not to react to the softness of her skin and not think of the way her hand fit perfectly in mine.

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Okay........so this chapter was just a kind of filler.

And a small insight of Zayn's thoughts. :)

Real drama will come later :)

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