Living life .. A Zayn malik fan fiction

Idle gossip proper makeup : )

A/n explicit scenes ahead ..

I wake up beside Zayn and for the first time in what feels like a long time we both are not up and rushing to be somewhere .
I cuddle up against him trying not to wake him but he kisses my forehead sleepily .
I trace little circles around his stomach waiting for him to wake up properly .
He does love to sleep .
He snores softly and I realise he's gone back to sleep .
I leave him be continuing to trace around his tattoos with my index finger .
I wonder what each and every one means ? I need to ask him that ..

A short while later he kisses my forehead again .
"Hi " I say not looking up .
" I'm starving " he moans
"Well hi to you too sky " I reply sarcastically .

He laughs running his hands along my waist .
"Want me to make you something ?" I ask leaning my chin on his chest and looking up to see him smile and nod .

"Il be back " I say sitting up and grabbing his Tshirt pulling it on then sliding into his boxers .

"Cute " he winks and I blow him a kiss before leaving to fetch my man some breakfast .

I don't know what to cook . I have been sitting on the counter with 5 minutes contemplating this . I had the beacon out when it dawned on me he won't eat that . The coffee machine ends and I pour a hot cup sitting back up onto the counter .
Eggs ?
Coco pops ?

"I wouldn't want to be dying with malnutrition while your getting you caffeine fix in " he says and I turn to see him leaning against the door frame in just his grey track pants .
"I'm still deciding ..i don't cook . I have never had to . I pour cereal but give me a minute il think of something" i shrug offering him a smile .
He shakes his head and walks towards me .
"Let me .. Sweet or savoury ?" he asks opening the fridge .
"Sweet " I reply and he smiles closing the fridge and grabbing a cup .
"You'd never make a housewife " he teases pouring a coffee .
"I'm guess I'm not housewife material" I reply testing the word .
He stops short and turns to smile at me , his eyes narrowing in on mine .

"Then why want the white picket fence .. " He says menacingly .
He finally takes a sip of his coffee .

"A housewife and a wife can be two very opposite things , taken out of context that is " I reply narrowing my eyes back on him .

He grins back at me suspiciously and suddenly i feel like the conversation has gone deeper than intended .

"I feel like cereal" I suggest , tugging his arm I pull him closer to me wrapping my legs around his waist he leans in to kiss me but there's something in the way he's kissing me and I can't put my finger on it .

It feels like a first kiss all over again , gentle smooth and meaningful .

"Sounds good " he replies and pours us cereal .
"How about I try and il cook you a meal tonight at yours ? " I suggest and laughs
"Like from a jar or a packet ? "he teases
"No il cook from a scratch , I can cook I guess I just never had anybody to cook for before . Please it will be good I promise "I say taking the bowl from him .
He nods his head at me while he eats .
"Sounds like your trying to prove something " he adds .
"Maybe I am " I smile shyly at him and he grins back at me cocking an eyebrow .

"What now ?" i ask loading our bowls into the dishwasher .

"We see what's the damage " He says jumping down from the counter, he waves a text msg on his phone from Harry at me .
"oh about you and max ?" I ask shocked .
"and you .. but don't know what " he replies biting his lip .
I start pulling him towards the study quickly .

He sits down on the chair and I sit on his lap his hands on my waist while i open up the iMac .

"You can't start something and expect it to disappear ... " I tell him .
"I know , go on Lets see what you have done now " he teases
"I was talking about you " I reply in deadpan .

I type *Zayn and max fight * in to the search bar and there it is .
It's on every entertainment social site .
"At least everybody thinks he has an STD ... " He snarls .
"Yea and that you can't handle your drink " I spit out And He rolls his eyes.

He reaches his hand over and types sky but I move it away ..

"Let me " I huff and type *Zayn sky gossip * into the search bar .
"I meant just you " he laughs and he knows I know he did .
"I'm dating Zayn Malik ... Your so involed in the idle gossip . Without you I'm boring .." I laugh pointing to the endless stories that are popping up online as I speak .

"Oh my god , click in there " he says and I can see a juicy story already posted last night on an English social site .
He starts reading it out loud .

* Skylar Carmichael spills on relationship with Zayn Malik while partying in London .

Sky Carmichael who was attending the launch of her new co-owned club funky skunk with her other half spilled the beans when asked about her relationship with Zayn . One daring fan asked Carmichael what was it really like the bed the star .
Carmichael who was dressed as a vampire and who looked like she had burned the candle at both ends replied " if I told you stories about our sex life you would call me a whore " .
The fan who won't be named as she was partying with the stars in the VIP section says she approached the star in the bathrooms but wouldn't elaborate when asked what she meant .
"She just smiled winked and walked away . She was all over Zayn all night and at the end of the night she was straddling on his lap and kissing him . I thought they were going to have sex there and then . They left in a hurry " the fan adds .

1D fans are gone into hate overdrive already lashing on the band the wanted but now have turned on his misses . Is this too much goss for us to take in all at once .

"Oh my god , i had forgotten about that " I say throwing my head back .
"What a bitch , I remember her now ! " I say frustrated .
Zayn doesn't say anything so I turn on his lap to gauge his reaction .
He's smiling.
"A whore no .. That wouldn't be my choice of words but you are pretty feisty " he says finally and I slap his arm .
"Oh believe me , that's hot " he quickly adds .
"Why did I tell her .. I'm usually so reserved about us " I say racking my head around it .

"Aw babe , you and your potty mouth... At least it takes the heat off me " he replies sticking out his tongue.

"Yea I have parents who read this shit and a mother who ... Oh god I don't even want to think about it " I squirm .

He suddenly lifts me up and sits me on the desk facing him , he shuts the iMac and pushes it aside .
He sits back in the chair watching me intently .
I think he wants to play ..
I can see it in his eyes .

"Whore is a harsh word I think I'm promiscuous " I whisper before getting off the desk .

I walk to the door to lock it , looking behind me once to show him I'm not leaving .
I begin walking slowly back to him and sitting back up onto the desk . His eyes grow hungry and I know that look too well as his eyes change to a darker colour .
I remove my T-shirt discarding it somewhere on the desk .
He takes a sharp intake of breath ..
"Maybe I'm risqué ... " I add and suddenly his mouth is on mine , he knocks everything out of the way from under me , leaning me back onto the desk .

His mouth on my breasts and his other hand inside his boxers I'm wearing , he's fingering my now wet sex .
He slides them off quickly spreading my legs exposing me but his hand still works on me .
I feel so naughty spread across the family desk while he pleasures me with his fingers . It turns me on so much.
I bite his neck leaving my mark on him licking it gently after . He slides down his track pance thrusting his hard on against my thigh .
"See what you do to me all the time , even when I'm alone and think about you , you drive me crazy " he moans against my lips , his breathing rapid and fast .

He pushes himself into me and i cry out instantly ...

Oh Zayn Malik what you do to me ...