I was in the bathroom struggling with my hair, i worked on making it classy. my hair pinned back on one side while the other hung waving across my face. it was classic hollywood and something i insisted on having. Zayn knew i wasnt as absorbed as ome people and faught with managment to allow me to do my own hair and make-up. i put gold shimmer on my eyes and laced my lashes with mascara. i used a lushious red on my lips and a clear gloss over top. i was happy with the look and honestly i started to get excited. it was getting close to leaving time and zayn said he was going to pick me up in the limo. i brought the dress out of the wardrobe and fitted it over my body before tking in my appearence in the mirror. i looked like a classic hollywood star, and the water works nearly left again, but i sucked it up and twirled.
the door knocked and i opened it to find Zayn with his mouth on the floor. his eyes buldged and cracked up laughing.
"what are you looking at zayn? lets go were going to be late" i began to push him through the doorway but he stood still, placing his arms on my waist.
"do we have to go?" he gave me a low growl and i figured out why he was looking at me with his mouth on the floor.
"yes im tired of covering my face whenever i leave the appartment!" i joked and zayn rolled his eyes, pulling me out of the appartment and down the stairs. we got into the limo and everyone was their dressed to the tee and again i felt underdressed, well no, under prepaired, but its like compairing apples to oranges. zayn continued to whisper compliments in my ear and prepairing me for a lot of photos and questions.
Zayns P.O.V
the limo pulled up ant through the tinted lights i could see flashes. everyone began to exit the car and i walked out before helping Madeline out herself. as soon as she walked out photos began to snap infront of us. Madeline smiled and waved gratiously. i was suprised at how well she dominated the paparazzi and kept up her composure. i wrapped an arm around her waist as the car drove away and i began to lead her along the red carpet to sign for some fans and she followed obidingly. we reached the fans and i began signing photos and t-shirts before i couldnt feel Madelines presence next to me. i looked over and she had walked over to a crying girl in the audiance and began to hug her and joke around with her. Madelines eyes met mine and she called out
"zayn come meet Alex!" i laughed and walked over, hugging the girl aswell.
"how do you know alex?" i asked and Madeline gave me a confussed look
"i dont know her, she started crying and i just wanted to give her a big hug" i laughed and signed the girls shirt and photo for her friend. i continued signing while Madeline talked to the fans asif she knew them her whole life. before i was done madeline was taking photos with fans. once i was done i walked Madeline over to the interviewers where we answered every question in the book. madeline answered most of them. they wanted to know her name and oonce they heardher accent they asked about where shes from and why shes here and she gladly told them. and then they asked the one question i knew would come up but wanted to avoid
"zayn are you and Madeline an item?"
madeline smiled and looked up at me, showing her refusal to answer. great, im left with the difficult question.
"were definently trying to take it slow, but that hasnt really worked, were pretty happy no matter what we are but we havent labled it" i left the vague answer hanging before the reporter pressed further
"so is Zayn Malik still on the market?"
Madelines big green eyes stared into mine and a smile hit her lips. i had told her a million times tody but she really did look amazing. i turned to the interviewer and gave Madeline the biggest gesture of love i could at that moment. i pulled her body close and told the interviewer
"no i am definently off of the market" to which she awwed and left us to continue walking. i lent my lips close to Madelines ear and whispered.
"are you okay with that?"
"more than okay" she smiled locking eyes with the crowd of people rather than me, and all i wanted to do was take her home and do inappropriate things. but she was too classy for that which only made me want her more.
we walked along continuing to take photos and sign photos and items the fans had. i held Madeline close most of the time but whenever fans of mine where close she would move away and talk tothem seperately to allow them time with me. after i had signed a few more pictures i tuned to find madeline when i noticed she was with someone else. i looked past and found her with harry laughing. harry had his arm around her and they were being photographed. she was laughing and harry smiled holding her gaze. i felt a pin of jealousy that she had escaped me for him but i composed myself and walked over to them. Madeline looked happy to see me but harry looked less than impressed. i hugged Madeline and gave harry a quesionitive look informing him that we had to talk. the photographers wanted a photo of all of us together so harry and i hugged Madeline for a few photos before the rest of our group joined. we ran around changing poses and people and by the end Madeline had ditched me for Niall her food buddy the two of them were starving and wanted to run to Nandos.
we walked in finally after the longest red carpet ever and watched the award ceremony. Madeline gushed when a few of the actors recieved their awards which made me feel a bit posessive. at the end of the night everyone still wanted to go to the after party but i wanted to ease Madeline into these things and desided to take her home and away from the photographers and reporters.
we got into the taxi and madeline gave the driver my adress, she told me she was to tired to wait until we got all the way downtown, but i knew she just wanted to be with me, which, im not gona lie, made me happy.
we exited the cab and took the elevator. i had to listen to Madeline gush over the night, the way she worked the carpet made me forget it was her first event.
"you were really amazing tonight" i griped my arms around her
"what do you mean 'were?" she joked, hitting her clutch into my chest and walking past me towards my door. i followed her like a lost puppy, she was driving me wild and i was growing eager. it had only been a week but i usually had it over on the first date, and with the way her dress hugged her curves, i dont know how long im going to make it before im begging. i opened the door and instantly a set of lips attacked me ferosiously, deepening whenever i struggled for breath, but i didnt fight it, i faught but softer, but with force. i swooped my arm under her legs, carrying her bridal style towards my bed before i set her down on the floor. my fingers found the back of her dress unhinging it until it pooled around her ankles.
my shirt became unbuttoned and flung into the loungeroom. i was getting anxious and began unbuckling my pants when she stopped me
"what are you doing?" she giggled lightly and i laughed on her lips, but her hands placed themselves on my chest to pull away. i gripped her waist tighter and she giggled.
"zayn, you know were not doing that" i brushed my lips along hers and she giggled more at my attempts, i wasnt giving up easily. i picked up her body and layed her on the bed, moving my lips down her neck, my fingers tracing her back. my lips began to brush her chest moving down he stirnum and abs. her body contracted, bulling her spine over until she stopped me from taking off her panties.
"Zayn, not yet" she begged and i knew the game was up, but it still didnt help that she was tempting me.
"you know i want to zayn, its just that its so soon, i dont want to go to fast" she gave me puppy eyes, which only turned me on more. i groaned and agreed, she bent onto her knees and kissed me dragging me to the bed and under the covers. we fell asleep with her in my arms which was enough for me, again. but tommorow moring ill be having another cold shower.
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