Dangerous (Zayn Malik)

You will meet a tall dark stranger...

I placed my tray on the bar, sitting down on one of the stools, letting out a relieved sigh. "He's been staring at you all night long..." Ryan - the bartender - simply stated.

"Who?"

"Table four..." Ryan nudging his head towards the corner. My eyes followed, only to find that someone was indeed staring at me.

His near black hair styled perfectly into a quiff, his plain white v-neck clinging to his torso tightly enough for me to see his abs, his lips, his pink, plump lips pulled into a smirk, our eyes met, his eyes were so warm and inviting, yet they still held a certain darkness to them...

"Who is that?" I asked.

"His name is Zayn, Zayn Malik" Ryan said, wiping the bar top.

"How well do you know him?" I asked my gaze never leaving Zayn's.

"Well enough for me to know he's dangerous"

Zayn winked at me causing my cheeks to turn crimson.

"Faye,"

I turned to look at Ryan. "Don't," he warned "getting involved with Zayn would be a very bad idea. So do me a favor and stay away?"

I returned my gaze to Zayn, he slowly lifted his glass to his lips, polishing off his drink, before motioning to the tender for another. Ryan placed a single drink on my tray before saying "stay away" one last time.

I placed the drink in front of Zayn, reaching to retrieve the empty glass, "What's your name beautiful?" He asked, his voice smooth with a light rasp, kinda like good whiskey. His hand reached to move a piece of my brown hair behind my ear.

"Faye"

"Faye..." He said, eyes lighting up with admiration as they grazed over me lustfully.

"Tell me Faye, what did Ryan say to you?" He asked in a deep accent, causing my heart to flutter.

"Uh," I paused, racking my brain for a good lie, but failing to come up with anything.

"H-He told me to stay away from you" I stuttered, fear coursing through my body. I felt like running away from him, but something made me stay.

"Are you going to?" He said standing up, his body towering over mine.

"What?" I asked, snapping back to reality.

"Are you going to stay away from me.." He asked as if he already knew the answer.

I took a step back.

"I guess so..." I said barely audible. He smirked, stepping closer, our bodies now pressed together.

He leaned in, his stubble brushing me cheek "Didn't hear you..." His warm breath sent shivers down my spine.

I didn't reply. Couldn't reply. I felt paralyzed. He grinned a sideways grin, tracing my jawline with his forefinger as he slipped his hand down from my shoulder, to the valley of my breasts, down the dip of my waist, to my hips and upper legs in a caress.

"I-I gotta go..." I said stumbling towards the exit, desperate to get away from him.

As I stepped outside the cold wind tousled my hair. I rubbed my arms trying to fight the cold. I then realized that I had left my phone and coat behind. I cursed under my breath. I stood at the entrance or the pub, pondering weather I should go in and get my things and risk running into him again, or if I should just go home without them.

"You forgot these..." His voice rang through my ears, causing me to swiftly turn around. "Oh yeah, um, thanks" He placed my coat over my shoulders, offering somewhat warmth. He smirked at me, his hands hidden in the pockets of his leather jacket. "My phone..." I sighed, rolling my eyes.

He leaned in placing a feather light kiss on my cheek, causing my entire body to tingle, before handing my phone to me.

I thanked him and walked away only to have him call out after me.

"Goodnight Faye..."