Zayn's Maid

Chapter 6

Zayn's P.O.V

She sat as far away from me as possible, any further off the seat she would be flat out on the motorway. I rolled my eyes and turned the radio on, Miley blaring through the speakers. God her twerking at the MTV awards was truly something. It would be interesting to see Perrie twerking in that sexy maid costume.

She didn't look my way the whole time, staring out the window with those huge brown eyes. I smirked at her, my stare pulling at her to look at me at long last.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she snapped.

"You look cute when your mad," I said.

She frowned at me and I laughed, she was too adorable. And I should hope so, I payed a lot of money for this girl.

"Shut up," she mumbled.

"It's true," I said, drumming my fingertips on the steering wheel.

"Sick bastard," I heard her mutter under her breath.

"Remind me not to get on the wrong side of you," I said, " So what's your deal anyway? Are you one of these girls who acts all tough and mysterious, then she lets her hair down and she's secretly drop dead gorgeous and fragile?"

Nailed it.

"God your a pain in the fucking ass," she groaned.

"Why thank you."

She folded her arms across her temptingly large chest, huffing with frustration. I enjoyed teasing her.

I pulled up outside McDonalds, pulling my Ray-Banz on to protect myself from the sea of girls that may take my picture.

"Have you seen the weather?" she asked, pulling a face at my seriously attractive shades.

"It's not my fault I'm cooler than you," I grinned, jumping out the car to face the crowd of paps.

Perrie's face was a picture, her jaw dropping at the mass of fans. I slung my leather jacket round her shoulder, ushering her in quickly.

"What are you doing?!" she cried, trying to shrug me off.

"Ssshhh!" I hushed her, clasping my hand over her mouth, " do you want to be splashed all over the papers?"

She shook her head and I shoved her in, a member of staff staring in awe at me as she fumbled to lock the door. I winked at her and watched her melt, giving her a cheeky grin. Perrie was wriggling in my grasp, biting my fingers over her lips. I let her go and she pushed me away, gasping for breath.

"God! If I knew it was gonna be this much hassle I wouldn't have bothered coming!" she moaned.

"Do you want a burger or not?"

She shut up for once, pouting at me. I wanted to kiss her so bad, dying to get my tongue down her throat. But she was playing hard to get.

I walked up to the counter, bubbly 18 year olds serving us. They usually worked here the days that me and the boys dropped by for a bite to eat, so I was used to seeing them by now. I noticed how they stared in envy at Perrie, hiding in the booth furthest away from us.

"So what do you want?" I called over to her.

She looked around for inspiration but shrugged her shoulders, not giving me much hope. I rolled my eyes and ordered two Big Macs, the female at the counter giggling like a schoolgirl.

Perrie looked at it oddly as I sat it in front of her, giving me the impression she has never seen a double cheeseburger before.

"What? Never seen a Big Mac before?" I said dryly.

"No, I've not actually," she said, making my mouth drop.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

She shook her head and I waved the waitress girl over, asking for two Cokes and a Mcflurry as this was a special occasion.

"What's a Mcflurry?" she asked curiously.

"Dear God..." I whispered, "have you ever lived?"

She chewed her lip and I suddenly felt sorry for this pretty orphan girl, I wanted to know her story.

We finished our burgers and moved on to the ice cream, Perrie's eyes widening. I took a spoonful and offered it to her, lips pursed at me.

"I'm just being friendly," I said, laughing awkwardly.

"Too friend-"

I stuffed the spoon in her mouth, catching her off guard. She flinched slightly but didn't pull away, sucking on it slightly. Her sucking made me shiver, wanting her to suck something else. I had a dirty mind but it's what made me...me?

We polished the ice cream, patting our stomachs appreciatively. I looked out at the paps who were trying to get a god pic of us, they were really getting on my nerves.

"Come on, let's go," I sighed, grabbing her hand and making a run for it.