Perfectly Polished (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

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chapter 1

Maria lay in the grass with her hands behind her head. A firework shot up in the sky making blues and reds sprinkle down.

Maria sighed as a figure lay down next to her. She glanced over to see a blond quiff that sat atop black hair.

He had deep brown eyes that totally distracted Maria from the fireworks. He glanced over and her face and she turned velvet and her face locked on the sky hoping he would look away.

He looked away and she let out the breath she had been holding in. “They’re beautiful aren’t they…I just adore fireworks…” his voice was sexy and sent shivers down my spine as he had a tent of a British accent.

I scrambled to find words and I smiled. “It really is…” my voice faded off as I was pleased I had talked to him without stuttering.

“My favorite ones are the blue ones…” I could hear him sigh them do the ‘stretch his arm behind me’ trick.

She couldn’t believe what this guy was trying, they had just met and he was hitting on her.

She got over it and commented on what he had said. “I like the green ones, I can’t help but think of the holidays.”

He let out a little chuckle and she giggled along with him.

Before they knew it they were still lying in the grass and everyone else had left and the sun was beginning to rise.

He got up first then gave her a hand to get up. He pulled Maria up and helped steady her as she almost felt over from a blood rush.

She brushed off her skirt and he gave her a witty half smile.

They started walking to the parking lot and he started chocking over his words like he, Mr.Hottie, was nervous. “S-so I’m Zayn…w-would you like to got out?”

She was speechless and almost stopped but forced herself to keep going to act like it wasn’t as much of a shock as it really was. She began to stutter over her words and before they knew it they were standing by his car.

She held out her hand and he took it. “I-I’m Maria, by the way.”

She was about to let go of his hand but he leaded in close and kissed her on the cheek.

She nearly passed out but she just looked at the ground and tried not to smile like a complete idiot. He took out a pen from his car and started writing a number across her arm. He tried to make a joke and she was too gitty the stupid joke made he laugh. ”Usually guys don’t call girl back but lets not have you give girls the shorter end of the stick.”

He let go of her hand and as she walked away he waved goodbye and she waved back.

She held her arm round her body as she walked home with the stupidest smile any human being could ever make with only one thing on her mind.

THE ONE………….THE ONLY

ZAYN!

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