WRECKED - Ziam

meetings

  Zayn pulled into the large parking lot of the athletic hospital and checked his hair in the mirror, biting his lip. His boss wanted a sexy interview and after numerous attempts to get out of it altogether he wondered how he was going to make knee surgery "sexy."
  Zayn showed his ID to the hospital security and made his way to the elevator. He pressed the button for the top floor and rocked on the tips of his toes as he thought aimlessly.
  He walked down the hall and knocked on the door marked "PAYNE" , pushing the door open as he heard the man reply with a "come in.", Zayn held out his hand, admiring the man's gorgeous face, with a bit of stubble and beautiful eyes. Liam gave Zayn a firm handshake and offered him a seat.
  Liam appeared to have been just as in awe with Zayn as Zayn was with him. Liam bit his lip staring at Zayn's plump lips before shaking his head. "Alright then, how does this work.. I've never been interviewed before." Liam laughed, shrugging. "Well actually I'm just here to establish a schedule, when we can meet you know?" Zayn asked.
  Liam nodded as he spoke and scratched the back of his neck, "yes, yes, alright well.. I'm free this week Today, Thursday, and Friday." He said, looking over at Zayn.
  "We could do.. dinner tonight?" Zayn asked, biting his lip in fear of rejection. Liam's head shot up from the small desk calendar he was looking at before he nodded quickly, his tongue running over his bottom lip slowly. "dinner tonight.. ehm yes.. we can meet somewhere downtown?" Liam asked and Zayn nodded at him. He pulled a sticky note off Liam's desk and wrote down his number in scraggly handwriting sticking it to Liam's desk. "Let me know where you'd like to meet." Zayn smiled, standing up and looking at Liam.
"Sure thing Mr.." Liam struggled for his last name. "Malik." Zayn spoke as he watched Liam get up from behind his desk and walk over to the door, pulling it open. "Mr. Malik." Liam nodded and patted Zayn's shoulder. "I'll see you tonight." Liam spoke and gave Zayn a subtle smirk.
Zayn was grinning from ear to ear as he walked down the long maze like hallway out to the parking lot. He sank into his seat, smiling to himself as he happily hummed to a song on the radio before he pulled out of the parking space.
"You're not going to believe this Sam." Zayn spoke into his phone as he drove. "Liam is fucking hot." Zayn said giddily, laughing into the speaker. "Hot, huh?" Sam's voice emitted into Zayn's ear slowly. "Fucking hot." Zayn repeated, laughing a little. "good luck." Sam joked and said a quick goodbye.