𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑, zayn malik

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒐

ZAYN POV

The urge.

I couldn't make contact with her cause I knew I wouldn't be able the resist.

The moment I got a whiff of her scent I fell into oblivion. I couldn't get that smell out of my head the whole time we had to take the pictures.

I didn't feel like myself. I was tired, jet-lagged...

...and so thirsty.

I needed something.

I needed someone.

And I needed them now.

At the corner of my eye I meet eyes with y/n. She was easily the prettiest person at the studio. Prettiest person I've ever laid eyes on actually.

But I couldn't.

I shouldn't.

She was Simon Cowell's niece and he was my boss. That would be super unprofessional. But still I couldn't stop staring at her.

"Oi Zayn, you like what you see?" Harry nudges me taking the piss

"Shut up." I banter back and abruptly the sound of something hitting the ground echoes the studio.

"I'm sorry guys!" Y/n says while Simon helps her clean up the broken camera on the floor

"Oh, for fucks sake." I mutter annoyed at her mistake

"Oi Zayn, show a bit of respect er', She's my niece and this is her first ever job."

"Clearly." I whisper but it obviously wasn't quiet enough

"Alright, Zayn time out! Actually you lot take 5!" Simon announces fed up while the boy and I head to the food and coffee table

"She's not too bad looking, eh?" Liam beams sipping his coffee, the boys all agree

I couldn't help but feel a sense of distaste with what Liam said.

"Clumsy though, eh?" I reply.

"Then she's exactly your type mate, how bout that." Louie says cheerfully.

"Over my dead body."

Not long after Y/n comes walking towards the boys and I.

"Zayn, can I talk to you?"

I share a confused glance with the boys and shrugged "Okay..."

"Alone." I was taken a back but nevertheless followed her.

The boys teased whistling as we begin to walk further away from the table.