Because she made me believe (ZAYN MALIK)

PillowTalk - I

Dedicated to mrs_malik7

Allana's POV

I step outside the elevator, rubbing my neck which has become stiff due my non-stop working on the laptop during the last four hours. I am in desperate need of a massage and hopefully Zayn wouldn't mind being my personal masseuse tonight.

Chalking out minute details prior to Little Mix's arrival has drained every ounce of my energy. Although they are scheduled to arrive four days later , Chase , Gabriella and me decided it would be better if we got all our arrangements done in advance rather than keeping them pending for the last moment. Goofing up was not an option on our list and considering we are going to manage a band consisting of four girls our mantra is 'Hoping for the best and expecting the worst.'

Managing One Direction has been relatively easier, since the lads rarely throw tantrums. They are quite cordial and jovial with the staff and if an error does occur they believe in finding a solution rather than rubbing their celebrity status in everyone's face. My research about Little Mix and inputs from Paul and Alexis has led me to the conclusion that Jade and Leigh Anne are quite co-operative in their nature and approach whereas Jesse is the assertive one and Perrie is the comical-mischief maker. Paul did tell me that I would have to keep an eye out specifically for Perrie's requirements as she tends to be very volatile when she is displeased.  I had an inkling that he was trying to warn me about her being difficult on purpose because she is Zayn's ex-girlfriend and currently I am dating him. Maybe I am trying to read too much between the lines. I am sure she wouldn't mix her personal and professional life. She is going to be here for work purposes and I need to solemnly focus on my job as well.

I don't want to be a reason of constant worry for Zayn . He may persistently deny but Perrie's arrival is going to be emotionally daunting on him and I want him to be able to rely on me when the need arises. I have not displayed an ideal example of being able to deal with problems by getting wasted and testing his patience but I am trying to be better. I want to be better only for him.

I increase my pace as the door to Zayn's suite comes in sight, a smirk on my lips upon recalling our not-so-innocent exchange of text messages this afternoon. The thought alone ignites fire within my body, making my heart beat faster. I am about to slide the access card in the slot to open the door when the loud ringing of my cellphone halts my action. The screen flashes Niall's name , pressing accept I move back a few steps from the door.

"Hey Ni. What's happening with you ?" I tell him cheerfully.

" Allana." He drawls out my name. " Is Zayn alright ? Can I come over ? I mean he has got enough time to cool off. I am worried for him."

" Niall what the hell are you talking about ?" I say loudly , thoroughly muddled by his words. " Zayn is supposed to be with you guys. He told me you'll were working late tonight."

He heaves a sigh, staying silent for a moment which is enough to heighten my panicked state.

"Niall did you bloody fight with him again ? I swear if you did I will rip your fake blonde hair off."

"Look you are definitely going to be ripping blonde hair off after hearing me out. The only change is that they belong to Kaitlyn and not me." He says and I huff in irritation.

It completely slipped my mind .They had a meeting with her today and Zayn did not message me after attending it.

"What happened?" I ask him, guilt consuming me for not messaging him because of being engrossed in work.

20 minutes later I end my call with Niall, resisting the urge to slump on the floor after hearing about Zayn's fallout with Kaitlyn.  Several times I had noticed his discomfort while discussing the creative aspects of the music he has been making with One Direction , however hearing Niall is making me ponder hard. It seems like Zayn has been suppressing himself all this while and now suddenly he is like a dormant volcano sprouting lava.

Should I prepare myself to console him ? Or should I just shut up and let him vent his feelings out ?

What if he wants to be alone ? Should I go back to my room and meet him in the morning ?

Contemplating heavily I decide to pluck my courage and enter the suite, letting things take their own course.

Author's Note:

I know it is short .....but I am writing the next chapter.....so bear with me.....So anyone interested in ZALLANA smut ?

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