Zayn Short Stories :)

Discipline pt 1

In a sexy french maid outfit, Leigh knocked on her boss' office door and waited paitently for confirmation to go in. She licked her slightly dry lips nervously and wiped the creases out of her outfit with her hands.

After a good 7 seconds, she heard Mr. Malik speak.

"Yes?" He said with an unimpressed tone.

Leigh inhaled a deep breath before forcing a smile on to her pretty face and opening the door. She closed it gently behind her and locked eyes with Mr. Malik.

"You were expecting me?" She said timidly, chewing on her bottom lip.

Mr. Malik, who was sitting behind his desk, removed his reading glasses and sat them gently into a draw. He then leaned forward slightly, bringing his hands together and setting his elbows on to the desk.

"I was indeed, Miss Cullen. I actually wanted to discuss a serious matter with you, something that has been on my mind for.. quite some time now." His jaw was tight, as if he was clenching it to contain his frustration and his voice was unusually stern yet he was still soft spoken.

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "A serious matter? But I haven't done anything wrong Mr. Malik, I-"

"I didn't ask you to reply." The scowl on his perfectly structured face had deepened and Leigh immediately broke eye contact but she couldn't help but notice how sexy he looked when he was angry.

"Now," he began, "Would you care to explain to me what you and Mr. Tomlinson were doing in my theatre last week? I couldn't help but over hear somebody yelping, so I grew curious and I went to explore. That's when I saw you both...fucking. On. My. Seats."

Holy. Shit.

Ashamed, Leigh nibbled on her bottom lip again. How could she possibly explain that? She wouldn't.

She would deny it.

She looked up at him and pretended to look offended. "There must have been some kind of mistake, Mr. Malik."

Suddenly, with anger lines on his forehead, he jumped out of his seat and stormed over to where Leigh was standing by the door.

"I know what I saw, Miss Cullen. He hissed. Only standing a few feet from her. "Don't you try and fool me when you know damn well what you did."

She stood there wide eyed and trembling with anticipation, wondering what was going to happen next in this rather, awkward situation.

"Well?" He growled, taking a step closer.

"I'm sorry." She muttered meekly, dropping her eyes back to the ground in shame. She didn't see the small smirk form on Mr. Malik's face.

"I believe that I am owed an explanation, wouldn't you agree, Miss. Cullen?"

"I- um... Well, it just happened and it was a huge mistake. It will never happen again." She told him quickly, her eyes meeting his again. He licked his lips slowly and nodded his head, giving her a small grin.

"Okay." He simply told her.

She furrowed her eyebrows. "Okay? I can go?"

Mr. Malik chuckled devilishly, rubbing his chin with his finger as if he was thinking about something. "Miss. Cullen, you've gone and done something really quite unforgivable. Yet your work is so magnificent and it would be such a shame to have to let you go..."

"Please don't-"

"So now... I am only left with one option," He whispered huskily, his eyes fixated on hers, "I am going to have to take disciplinary action against you."