Talk dirty [Zayn Malik]

Can I come in?

When we finally sorted out that Niall would go to the balcony and play a game with the fans surrounding it by now, and me and Zayn would just run like hell out the back, we positioned ourselves. Niall began to walk up to the balcony doors and as soon as he opened them, Zayn grabbed my hand and practically dragged me out the door and into the lift.

I had no time to fangirl at that time but while we were in the lift and he dropped my hand it dawned on me, I JUST HELD ZAYN MALIK'S HAND.

Oh my God.

The lift stopped and the doors opened, no fans at reception. I could see the relief wash over Zayn. I looked at him before he started to talk, "Okay, so I guess we should go out the fire exit." I shrugged, what? I'm new to this avoid crazy and possibly armed directioners stuff.

"I guess." I replied as I realised he was waiting for a worded answer.

"That makes two of us then." He smiled, before asking for help at he reception.

I looked around the hotel, finally taking it all in. It was, BEAUTIFUL. There were chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling and I was standing on a detailed, patterned floor. All of the people walking past, who presumably worked there, wore either a white, mid-length dress with a navy blue chunky belt and other accessories, or a navy blue suit with white accessories and shoes.

Well, obviously shoes.

DUH.

"Okay, they have some security who can take us to my car." Zayn came back, surprising me.

"Uh, okay." I smiled, "Wait, your car?" I mean, do they use their own cars at their hotels and stuff? I thought it was all limos and tour buses.

Just me?

It seemed so, as he looked at me like I had just asked what 2+2 was.

4, of course. Should be.

stay in school kids.

"Well yeah," he replied at last, "It won't be the batmobile." I laughed at this, who knew he was so funny? Eh?

"Okay, where to now then?"

"Basement." he nodded towards some stairs leading down and I gestured for him to go first.

It was silent until we got to the car, it must be awkward with security 24/7. As soon as the last door shut Zayn started up another conversation. "So where are we going?" he asked excitedly.

"My house." I grinned and he looked at me before cracking up too.

"Seriously." he said, well, seriously.

"Rockall drive." I told him, "I'll tell you when its my block of flats." he put the address into his GPS and began to drive, following the instructions.

*****

"DAMN!" I said aloud as I remembered I forgot (IRONIC, EH?) Jack's present for the party last night.

"What?!" Zayn exclaimed as he quickly turned to face me.

We had gotten to my block of flats by now, Zayn pulled up and I began to undo my seatbelt, it's my custom to wear it since Megan drives me a lot of the time.

I should really get my own licence.

"Wait, didn't you say it was your cousin's party? last night?" I asked Zayn, i was sure he did.

"Urm, yeah, why?" he looked cutely confused.

Is cutely a word?

Why not.

"It's just, I forgot his present. I have it inside, if you could wait a few minutes? It's not much, just a card and pair of wine glasses, maybe you could pass them on?" I finally finished and he nodded. "Okay, I won't be a sec." I told him before leaving the car and turning to shut the door.

"Wait!" he said panicked. "There are paps close, Liam saw them." he was looking down at his iPhone, "Can I come in? Just in case."

Now, normally I wouldn't invite my one night stands back home,

well don't I sound like a slut?!

But.. THIS IS ZAYN MALIK WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.

"Sure." I replied,  calm as possible.