Malik Stripper

Chapter 16

I called Zayn to get his slice of pizza. He was the first to open the box and take out a slice. I grabbed some paper plates as gave him one. He noticed the number and I saw his jaw clench. "Who's number is this?" He asked quietly. I shrugged. "The pizza guys?" It came out more of a question but whatever. He slammed his fist on the marble kitchen island. I jumped a little and gasped. "Your not going to talk to him right?!" He wasn't exactly asking, he was demanding it. "Yeah. I actually am. He was extremely cute with the cutest dimples I've ever seen and-" I was squealing like a school girl, but I cut myself off because I realized I was talking to Zayn. "Sorry" i mumbled. We finished our pizza I silence. "Get dressed. I'm dropping you off at your boyfriends house." He snapped. I didn't pay attention to his attitude and just got dressed without further questions. I dressed up in my white jean short shorts and wore a turquoise flowy crop top, with my white converses. I left my hair down wavy and did a little braid in my hair. I put on nude lipstick and had sparkles around my eyes. I put eyeliner on to make my brown eyes stand out a little more. I grabbed my bags and waited for Zayn to come so we can leave. He came down wearing a black v-neck with khaki shorts and some black Nikes. His hair styled in a quiff. I saw his light brown eyes look my way. I smiled slightly and walked outside waiting for him. After we returned the keys we left so he can drop me off. I noticed Luke's Nissan was parked outside, him leaning beside it, smirking. I gave Zayn a quick peck on the cheek and said bye. I scrambled out of his black Range Rover. All I knew was I was in a hell load of trouble.