Hired For Malik (Completed)

Chapter 31: Click

Lindsay's POV.

I woke up, feeling a set of arms around me. When the memories from just a few hours ago played in my mind, I smiled. But also frowned upon myself. All I wanted now, was for the boys and girls to treat me the same. Like I was.

Looking across the room, I noticed the glass had been picked up and my bag was hanging off of the door knob. Zayn probably didn't do it, so I would have to thank who ever did it later.

Resting back into my position, only having to get out of bed this time. My phone started ringing loudly, and I cursed at myself for not putting it on vibrate.

I took careful steps, incase of some glass that wasn't picked up. Nothing wrong being a little cautious. Stuffing my hand into my bag, I wiggled it around until my grasp had found it.

Slipping it out of my bag, it was a number I didn't recognize. Answering it, I only hoped it wasn't a fan.

"Hello?" My voice sounded weary, even to me. Tea would probably help soothe my throat. After the call though.

"Hello, is this Lindsay Haise?" It was a lady, I could distinct that from her voice.

"This is she." I was just about to find what this conversation was about.

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Sellars. I am one of the producers of Elle fashion catalog. We were wondering when we could set up a photo shoot?" I smiled. Finally, another good thing was happening.

I leaned against the wall, staring at Zayn's body,"That sounds wonderful. When and where?" I didn't want to come out as pushy and naive. But it was always good to play hard to get.

"Tomorrow around noon. I'll text you the directions. If it goes well, your career could go much farther." As she hung up, I wondered what she meant. Much farther. Working for them as a regular? That was definitely a dream of mine, ever since I accepted the modeling business.

Zayn began to stir and I laughed, sitting at the edge of his bed. Just looking at him made me smile. Everything was turning out to be perfect. I took in his features, remembering every single detail.

His hair was tousled, and a little bit of brown roots were starting to come in. The stubble on his chin had begun to get thicker, but that didn't affect me. When I kissed him, I liked the feeling of it on my bare skin.

I lightly touched my lips with my fingers, reliving our first real kiss in my head. I was in a fairy tale, and I was afraid of waking up. None of this even being real.

"Mhmm... Lindsay?" I snapped out of my daze and looked at my boyfriend I deeply loved. He was rubbing his eyes with the tips of his fingers, smiling over at me.

I leaned over him and pressed a light kiss to his lips,"Morning princess."

He laughed at me and sat up, pulling me into his lap,"What time is it?" I clicked my phone on and showed him. Just around 8 at night.

He tickled my sides and pinned me to the bed, so my back was on the comforter,"Then it should be good night, princess. Not good morning."

I pouted, sticking my lower lip out,"What's the fun in that?" We started talking like normal couples talk. But more him instead of me. He told me about his family, his sisters. And especially his mother. I really wanted to meet them someday. Maybe I will.

I argued with him about who would go make tea. And after ten minutes of tackling and wrestling, I won. Even though he let me win, I still felt victorious.

Playing some games on my phone kept my mind active for a few minutes before I got bored. Being a snoopy person I am, I walked into Zayn's closet looking around. Just the usual clothes. Some dressy shirts here and there.