Kayla's POV:
'Ugh get off me you sweaty pig..' I mummer to myself as we walk through the crowd towards the bar. Zayn chuckles. I sat on a chair. 'What can I get you, pretty lady?' the bartender said as he scrubbed a glass. He was pretty cute. That compliment made me blush a bit. I glanced at Zayn who's fists were clentched for some reason. 'Just get us the usual.' Zayn said rudely to him as he sat down on the chair next to me.
The bartender got our drinks. I drank it a bit, I can not get drunk tonight. I'm not even a big fan of drinking anyway. I happened to notice Zayn staring at me. Not in the creepy way but in the...attractive way. 'What?' I ask. He shakes his head a bit. 'Nothing' he says with a big smile. 'You just really look good tonight' he said. Now that made my face burn up. I giggled.
After a while, the dance floor got a little more lighter. As in people were starting getting tired or what-not and started going to the other section. We started going onto the floor, around the middle.
'Stero Love' started playing. Oh I love this song! I don't care if it's old.
Everything started going slowly. In slow motion. Well, in my mind. Zayn's body was pressed against mine and his breath tingled around my neck.
' When you gonna stop breaking my heart ?'
The wind blew my hair away from my face and he started moving closer. I felt his hand move upwards around my waist and pull me closer.
'I hate to see you cry, smiling but dying inside'
I looked into his big brown eyes and lost it. He pulled me closer, if there was anymore space between us, and placed his lips on mine.
My heart skipped a beat when his touched mine. Our lips in one motion, his hand slithers up my leg slowly and calmly.
He pushed me against a wall and dug his hands in my hair, as I did the same. 'I love you,' he said between kisses. 'I love you too,' I said back smirking. I stopped kiss him, he looked confused. I saw Perrie behinde him.
'Zayn! You..just..oh my god..' I say panicking. Why am I panicking? Maybe because I saw PERRIE EDWARDS. She saw him kiss me, and well, me kiss him back!
Oh lord. 'Kayla..Kayla..Kayla' he kept saying like a robot.
'Kayla..Kayla..Kayla' Zayn said and snapped me out of my daze. My head's weight was rested on my palm which slipped off the table when Zayn snapped me back to reality. 'Wait..' I say confused looking around.
'What?' he chuckled.
'Didn't we just...'
'Yea you sang amazingly.' he said.
Oh my...I was day dreaming that whole time? We were still at the karaoke place. So he didn't kiss me. And Perrie didn't see that. Well this is just splendid!
I just dreamt of something so stupid-
'So do you want to go to the club now or..' he asked. No. I do not! I don't even want to be here. 'Zayn. I'm not feeling good so...' I said looking at my fingers. Oh I have got to get my nails done.
'But-'
'I'm leaving.' I said and got off and walked out of the place. I walked a block and heard click- catting in the background.
'Kayla!' he yelled after me. I turned around. 'What happened? You were so good of a mood now your..' he said.
'I know but..' I trail off. 'But what?' he asks. I LOVE YOU. No you don't Kayla! Oh yes I do. I am deeply in love with you Mr. Malik, please make me your wife. PLEASE. No shut up, shut up, shut up-
'Hello? Anybody home?' Zayn joked and snapped fingers in front of my face.
I sighed. 'I just didn't feel good.' I lie.
'Oh okay. The hotel is like a few blocks away, want to walk?' he asked. 'Sure' I say.
***A while later***
'You know what I have noticed Kayla?' he said with his hands in his pockets and he's looking straight. 'What?' I ask. 'That I make you nervous' he said with a cheeky smirk on his face. Psft.
'What? No! Pffft...' I say. 'See!' he points out. 'I do, and you know it' he says and pokes me. 'You do not.' I say convincingly.
He chuckled a bit then pushed me against a cold brick wall. 'Zayn what are you-'
'I..' he starts. One hand on my waist and the other on the wall. '...love making you nervous. Your innocent. I love that about you.' he said getting closer and closer to my face.
Hmmm...what should I do. 'Well you dont!' I say cheerfully and slip under his arms and start skipping towards the hotel. He sighs.
Oh what a night and hey, I didn't get drunk!
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Bullied or Loved. (Zayn Malik)
Fanfiction"As she ran into his arms with a big smile, him returning one back, she wrapped her arms around his neck and connected her lips with his. Why were his eyes open? Why was he looking at me?" Kayla runs into her bully after 2 years and ends up falling...
