Crew Love (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

-Zayn-

The music is blaring, drinks are flowing, and the club is so loud I couldn't think. I flag the bartender down, and ask for another drink. She hands it to me, and I down it as fast as I could. I gather what composure I had at that moment, and head to the dance floor.

It was pretty packed leaving little to no space to squeeze through the crowd. I make it to almost the middle before my shoulder was grabbed, whipping me around to see who stopped me.

I caught my breath, this girl was gorgeous. Her dark hair almost the same color as mine trailing down her back in loose curls. Her tanned skin glistened off the faint lights. The jade green dress hugging ever perfect curve of her. Lastly, her long legs eventuates her strapped black heels.

"Hey Hun, dance with me," she said so smoothly coming out of her mouth. Her accent definitely foreign of some kind. She gave me a cheeky smirk, as she took my hand to lead me to the open part of the dance floor.

She immediately pulled me towards her, and she dropped low by the side of my leg. She slowly danced her way up. She danced slowly around me, and stops right in front of my face. She turns around, and grinds slowly on me. It was hot, and he was hot.

"What's your name beautiful?" I asked her in her ear. I slowly kissed the spot between her jawline and her ear.

"Alejandra, but you can call me Alex," she said with so much sexiness in her voice that I didn't think was possible. She whips herself around, her hair flowing as she turned. She was inches away from my face, and all I wanted to do is kiss those perfect plump lips. "So what's your name big guy." She smiles showing me her pearly white teeth.

"It's Zayn, and by the way is that a Spanish accent I hear?" I asked hr, and she shook her head.

"It's Puerto Rican, but I'm half Mexican. So the best of both worlds." She smiles, and it almost lit up the whole club.

She pulls me closer, so close that I could feel her breath on me, "Zayn, kiss me." She bit her lip, and I cupped her face. I brought her lips to mine, and fireworks sparked. Her lips tasted like cherries, and she smelt like vanilla. It was so intoxicating. Our lips moved to a perfect sync, not one beat put of place. She bit the bottom of my lip asking for entrance, which I give. Our tongues dance to a slow beat, and she puts her hands through my hair. I really don't like people touching my hair, but with her it was so different. I place my hands on the small of her back pulling her closer to my body.

She pulls away panting a bit, "Let's take this back to our place, shall we?" She bit her lip, and it was so cute. I nod, and she grabs my hand pulling me from the crowd, and out of the club. She hails a cab, and we pile in.

"Too bad that we are in a taxi. My dream is to do it in the back seat of a car," she gave me a cheeky smirk, and placed her hand on my thigh. I watched her inch closer in closer until her hand was on my crotch. We stop at an apartment complex, and she rushes out of the taxi. I open my door, and she pulled me out of the car. We basically sprinted to her door, and she fumbled with her keys. She finally opened the door, and threw her bag and keys on the floor.

She grabbed the collar of my shirt, and pulled me to her lips. Her lips were so soft and sweet, so sweet that you couldn't get enough. She takes my hand and leads me up her stairs to her bedroom. She closes the door, and turned down the lights

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I woke up the next morning with the worst headache ever. I drank way to much last night. I felt a warm presence around my body, and looked to see Alex sleeping on my chest. She slept like an angel. Her hair still looking as gorgeous as it did last night. Her make up a little smudged, but almost perfectly in tacked. And her petite little body pressed against mine, almost holding on for dear life. I've never met anyone as beautiful, and perfect as her.

I kiss her head, and her eyes flutter open. She smiles, and rested her chin on my shoulder.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," I said to her, and she softly kissed my lips.

"Did you sleep well? I hope I didn't squish you, but I love to cuddle." she asked her thick accent more prominent. She sat up in the bed holding the covers closer to her exposed body.

"I slept perfectly," I smiled, and moved a small strand of hair out of her face.

"So what are you doing here, so far away from home?" I asked, and she kind of looked nervous. Almost seeming reluctant to tell me.

"Umm.. I. Uh.. Got a job up here," he stuttered a bit.

"It's ok, you don't have to tell me. I just wanted to know where this beautiful girl had came from," I gave her a cheeky smirk, and she smiled.

I grabbed my phone off the bedside table to check the time. It was 11:35.

"Shit, I have an interview in 25 minutes!" I quickly get up, not caring that I had no clothes on, and quickly got dressed.

"For what? A job?" she asked as I got ready.

"Well technically for my job. I'm in a band, and we have an interview with Radio One. You might now us! I'm in One Direction," I said making sure I ha everything.

"Wait, you're Zayn Malik? Oh my gosh, I didn't even think!" she got excited. "So I just lived every fans dream? Having sex with band member?"

"I guess, our fans get crazy with these fantasies. But call me, and we'll have to go get coffee or something. I really want to see you again Alex," I sat back on the bed, and looked in her tantalizing blue eyes.

She cupped my face, and kissed my lips, "I would love to see you again." I kissed her lips one more time, and grabbed my things to leave.