Baby Steps (Z.M) Book One✔

~20~

"I got it" Zayn instructed Andrew who stepped aside and allowed him to open the car door for me. As I stepped inside, I made myself comfortable but if it wasn't enough, Zayn wouldn't make eye contact with me. He was so blank, it confused me in to think what was wrong with him. Clearly he didn't like the idea of finding out about Drake and worse, talking to him. Who knows what Drake said, both of them were suddenly upset for hearing each other and that broke me inside.

I messed everything up...

"Take us away Andrew".

From side looks, I managed to see Zayn's casual but discreetly upset face as he looked out the window in a frown. I felt my stomach give a tug in my gut, feeling so awful about what had happened.

"You said you didn't have a boyfriend" Zayn finally spoke which triggered my thoughts and blinked as I turned to look at him.

"I don't".

He only scoffed, but not in a grin.
"Don't you think it's a little to late to lie?".

This time he finally turned to look at me and scanned my face with a ghostly look of disgust or maybe just upset but it definitely made me quiver.

"Drake isn't my boyfriend" I argued, confident with my words even though I felt extremely intimidated by him

Zayn rose an eyebrow and gave an incredulous look, "a friend?"

I nodded.

"A close friend?" he insisted a little harder this time as if trying to go somewhere.

"A childhood friend, almost like a brother".

"A brother?"

"Practically"

"Why wasn't I aware of him?".

It was there when it hit me and I soften my tensed shoulders as I thought through a reasonable answer to give. Drake's arrival was too spontaneous, I still find it hard to believe he is back in my life after living with his dreadful absences all these years. Yet, Drake has never left my heart, he only came back and warmed that special brotherly place he once stood in. Above all that, I have to admit to myself everyday that I now have two important men in my life who I love unconditionally and differently but explaining that to Zayn was challenging.

"It's actually a really long story" I said.

Zayn deeply sighed closing his eyes and biting his lower lip, while I only sat there not knowing how to answer to his expression. He was upset and all I managed to think of was to comfort him and say sorry for putting him through this.

"I'm sorry...".

Oh? That I didn't expect....

I frowned in confusion, taking in his soft words and feeling this odd relief feeling in my chest.

"For...?"

"For my behavior" he turned to look at me.

He made himself comfortable and placed an arm over my seat as I leaned closer for some comfort.

"Hey, it's fine" I murmured.

"No, its stupid".

"No it isn't".

"Yes it is, it wasn't the proper way to behave in these types of spontaneous situations" he mused.

"Why are you taking the blame? When it's me who should have mentioned Drake in the first place and would have saved our selves from experiencing these types of things" I told him.

He only gave a small warm grin, softening his tight and bold eyes into innocent chocolate irises.

"Why didn't you?".

I took a deep sigh, embracing and encouraging myself for a nice steamy explanation to give, one I wasn't prepared for. It wasn't really the way I expected it to be, I mean, I would have waited a little more longer to talk about Drake but I guess you can never be confident and trust in things your plan, unaware of what is ti come after.

"He wasn't in the picture when I ment you" I continued, "I mean, Drake back then use to live here in San Francisco and in the same neighborhood when I was just a kid. We practically grew up together".

I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing in telling him our story, but somehow I didn't feel bad while I told him our unseparatable friendship of me and Drake. The way Zayn placed his full attention on me, really locking his eyes with mine and giving this comfort vibe was just too mesmerising, especially coming from him. I lost track of time that it took me a momment to realize we had arrived at my house and I was giving the last words to the story when Andrew pulled over infront.

"See him the same way you see Emma or Alex, because what I feel for him is the same way I feel for them" I caressed his jaw as we touched foreheads.

"I know" he softly mused, "I just got the wrong picture of him and I'm sorry".

"Stop, don't be okay? It's normal".

"No, it isn't. I was jealous.."

Is it bad to enjoy him admiting?

"And its cute" I smirked.

He chuckled, seeing again that gorgeous smile I had first fallen for.

"Sky, I have been thinking"

"About?"

Zayn knitted his eyebrows in a frown and softly grabbed my hand off my lap, "I have convinced myself in what I truly want".

For maybe thr fifth time in the day, confusion really slapped me in the face in hearing his unclear words.

"Exactly what do you mean?".

"It's been so long that I have felt something so real and willingly that at first I thought it was best to just take it like a joke or a game"

He grinned and began to slowly stroke the back of my hand with his finger tips as he found the words to explain himself.

"I like you Sky" he said, "I love being with you, intimate and social that I can't get enough of you".

My heart was really struggling to keep up, it banged against my chest to hear those words I have been diying to hear since the first time realized my feelings towards him.

"So I came to a conclusion, that I have had enough of an artificial relationship for a fake image for my courier. Instead of forcing myself to love someone I don't, I rather love someone I desire".

Desire!!

"Zayn..." I breathed.

It was happening! It was actually happening and it wasn't another dream I usually have! No! He is actually going to say it and I was having such a struggle to actually take it all in since everything was just to unexpected!!! I clinched the edge of the seat for some balance, embracing myself for some comfort and holding back my fan girl hormones.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend, Sky?"....