To Be Shelved

Chapter Three

"Hey, hot stuff." Zayn winked at me.

"Um. Hi, Zayn,' He revved his motercycle.

'Are we riding on.. that?" I questioned.

"Of course, sweetheart." He winked at me.

Shit. Im wearing a dress. Zayn didn't seem to mind, though. His smirk stayed on his handsome face. I slung his helmet over my perfectly done hair. So much for that. Zayn handed me a leather jacket over his shoulder. Huh, I think i like this look. I awkwardly slid onto the bike from the back and tried to cover my thighs in my tight red dress. Damn you, Zayn.

"Alright babe, we have arrived." He gently lifted me from the back of his bike.

"Thanks.." I blushed as i pulled my dress down, as it had hiked up.

"Oh babe,' he slid my dress up more onto my hips from behind, 'I like it shorter."

"Um." i shimmied from his grip and pulled my dress down. "Lets go in."

I was blushing furiously, but not because i liked it. He is on his first strike.

"Do you like it?"He guestured to the resturant.

"Yeah." It was nice. But Zayn was advancing on me, and i didnt like it.

After a nice dinner, alebit a few sexual comments, we got up to leave. He helped me onto his bike and we drove off. We soon arrived at my house.

"Well that was a nice nigh-" Zayn cut me off with a rough kiss. I pushed him off.

"Zayn, what the hell?" I glared at him.

"Sorry.. you are just so sexy. Stop seducing me, babe."

He walked up to me and tried to put his hand down my dress.

"Get out." I slapped him.

"But-"

"Out."

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How was it?

ooh Zayn, such a perv.(;

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