Race To The Finish || z.m.

16

Yoo so I made a trailer and I think you should check it out :))

It was Friday afternoon and unusually not too many people were coming in today. Emanuel and I had done most of the work on the cars that were dropped at the garage during the week. We always tried to get majority of the work done before the weekend came around again. So that meant we were expecting people to come in to take back their vehicles... but they weren't in sight.

I stepped outside of my office as I flipped through a few papers regarding bills and other important documents. Emanuel was busy on the other end of the shop wiping the hood and sides of an Audi with a rag, to get it ready for it to be picked up by its owner. We were both practically done for the day besides having to wipe down a few cars down to get them to bring their shine again after their repairs, but we had to stick around for the potential customers that would drive into the shop today.

Usually at the shop it wouldn't just be me and Emanuel. Some customers would stay behind if their car problems only took a short period of time to solve. They'd keep us company as we'd make small conversations with them. But today, the shop was dead as hell. The radio was being played loudly through the speakers and the clanking of the tools Emanuel was going through, were the only sounds giving the garage a buzz.

I put the papers down on the table beside me and let out a heavy sigh. Yes, I was getting bored and the shop didn't close for another four hours.

To pass the time I decided to do a random inventory check. As I was about to make my way towards the shelf where a few of the supplies were located, I heard a rumble of a car as it was entering the garage.

Thank God!

I turned my head towards the direction where the car was coming in from and a familiar black vehicle came into view. Way too familiar. A lips curved into a smirk as my teeth took in my bottom lip. This was way better than any ordinary customer coming in. It was Zayn.

He parked his car in an empty spot a few meters from me and turned it off. I watched him- well tried to watch him through the tinted window as I could already feel my heart picking up its pace. Shortly after the door pushed open and Zayn pulled out, looking sexy as usual.

As he walked towards me I took in what he was wearing today and may I add, he looked really hot. He wore his usual dark jeans but he wore a white tee and ended the outfit with a red beanie accessorizing his head. I also took note that he had shaven.

Fuck me.

"Hey." Zayn smiled.

"Hi." I gave him a small wave.

He stepped closer to me and looped his arms around my waist pulling me right against him. My hands rested against his chest as we shared an intensive stare between us.

God he was so beautiful.

I raised a brow looking at him amusingly as he was only staring at me in silence. A soft chuckle slipped from his mouth and shook his head slowly.

Oh my God.

He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips, but he let his own linger there for a moment longer before pulling away. I swear I felt my heart skip a beat.

"What brings you here?" I asked softly as I was left quite breathless in the situation I was currently in.

"Just wanted to see you." he shrugged smilingly.

"Oh?" I chuckled.

"And," he pulled away from me. "Sean and a few other people are going paintballing, so I was wondering if you wanted to join us."