Talk dirty [Zayn Malik]

Let's play truths!

"But we've literally been only.." I looked to my phone for the time, "five minutes!"

I had given Zayn the wine glasses and card, he went to leave, and those bloody directioners are waiting to be invited round for dinner.

I'M TEMPTED TO SMACK EACH ONE AROUND THE FACE WITH A FISH. OR MAYBE A CARROT'S MORE FITTING. I KNOW I USED TO BE A DIRECTIONER, STILL AM, BUT I NEVER GOT THAT BAD.

Zayn looked out of the window again, "I know." he sighed. "I feel really bad, but could I hang out here until they go?" he looked really sorry for himself.
"No." I replied, emotionless. He looked at me like I had killed his kitten. "Of course you can, idiot. I'm not going to feed you to the lions, yet." I winked and sat on my sofa.

I live alone in my flat, but I don't spend much time here, I'm out as much as possible because I have a strong hatred for ALL of my neighbours. I used to live with my mum and two sisters, until she moved in with her fiance, Daniel. He only had a two bedroomed house and I was the oldest, so of course I took it upon myself to make everyone happy and moved out. Well, they say they weren't happy about it, but I don't see them begging at my doorstep

Zayn seemed to loosen up and sat down too. "Watcha wanna watch?" I asked lazily claiming the tv remote.
"Erm, have you seen how i met your mother before?" he asked after awhile.
"Indeed I have," I smiled as I changed over to it, "I take it your okay with watching it?" I made sure and he nodded and grinned.

*****

We'd moved onto watching easy A after about an hour of E4, and somehow my legs had made their way to resting on Zayn's lap at the other end of the sofa. When suddenly A team by Ed Sheeran started playing from his pocket. "Oh, sorry. I should take this." he looked at me as if he wanted my permission.
"Course, I guess I could allow it." I replied mockingly. He laughed as I removed my legs and let him stand up, "It'll be quieter in the kitchen, through there." I pointed before he gave me a thumbs up and shuffled out of sight.
I don't know who was on the other line but I couldn't help myself from fantasizing. I mean, it could be Harry Styles or THE Ed Sheeran himself, those six and a few others like the vamps were my I.D.O.L.S. *snaps fingers in Z-formation* I had obviously been a bit caught up in my dreams as I heard Zayn reenter the room.
"Everything okay?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the film.
"Yeah, well, that was management." he replied sitting down and placing his phone on my coffee table. "They said they don't know how to cover this up, ya know, like headlines in the paper saying things like 'One Direction's Zayn Malik sneaking around with secret girl!'" He held out his hands as if to shape the line like it was a movie title.
"So...?" I prompted him to finish the story.
"So, they'regonnaringyouandexplain. What's your number?" he smiled instantly, prepared to type my number into his phone and send it to them.
"What?" okay so I was a little confused.
"Just give me your number, and let them call you." He laughed as I realised how dumbfounded I looked. So, I let him send them my number through a text.
"Thanks babe, they'll explain it to you better than me." He said after the message sent and he pushed his phone back into his pocket.

By now it was quite late so there were only movies on the television, no good ones at that.
"Let's play truths!" I said aloud as soon as the idea popped into my head.
"What? Oh, okay." Zayn replied, registering what I had said.
"Okay, ask me first." I said, I don't know why I was so eager to start.
"Alright, erm..." he paused for a minute and then smirked, "Last night, was it good?"

DAMN. SHOULD HAVE KNOWN HE'D BRING THIS UP!

I decided to tease him a bit. "Actually, I've had better." This might not be true, I've only ever had it three times before - With my boyfriend and once with Luke. ONCE. Obviously, I broke up with my boyfriend, not for the bad sex, he was a generall all round dick though. Annnnddddd... the ONE time with luke is not to be discussed, with me nor him.
He immediately looked up at me and I could see his hands turning clammy, "Seriously?" I nodded to confirm. "Maybe I could try again, fix that." he sent me a cheeky grin.
"Now now, wait until i'm drunk again, Big boy." I teased some more, pulling at his cheeks.
♥ Even i'm surprised I'm acting so calm around my, like, HERO. ♥