Talk dirty [Zayn Malik]

So we're more than friends?

Zayn was coming to meet me in two hours, yes i over slept, and I am glad he told me where we were going so I could pick the right outfit this time. What do I usually wear to town? I guess another of my infamous galaxy print tops and some high waisted jeans to tuck it into. I braided my ombre hair into a fishtail plait and kept my make up minimal with some mascara, eyeliner, bronzer and lip balm. We are only going for a little while, so Zayn doesn't give the fans time to tweet and find out where he is, he also persuaded the security to leave us on our own - don't know how he did that.

As i heard his car pull up i grabbed my bag, phone and keys before leaving my flat and joining him in the passenger seat. 

"Hey, how you doing?" He turned the ignition and began to drive.

"Yeah i'm good thanks, how's things with you?" I decide not to tell him about none of the boys liking him.

"Yeah I been cool, half way through recording and got a chat show appearance Monday night." He pretends to slit his throat as he tells me about the chat show.

"Sounds fun." I laugh along with him until we park on the top floor of the car park. He jumps out and swings my door open for me, as always, and i get out and tell him off for doing so, as always.

"Where do you wanna go first?" He asks me as we reach the town center.

"I skipped breakfast so, Gregs?"  I look over to the small bakery and he follows my gaze.

"Perfect." He grins and drags me in there.

****

After Greg's we did some of the usual shopping until a few fans had finally spotted us, I didn't think it would take long, but I was proven wrong. Zayn said we should probably go at that time anyway so we made our way back to his car and decided to go to mine for lunch.

"Cheers, you can make a damn good pot of noodles." He tells me as i begin to throw away the evidence of any microwave meals. 

"I know you're onto me, but I can't cook." I laugh as i join him on the sofa, placing my feet on his lap like I did when he first stayed here. Just as i was about to go on twitter, I got a message from Jay.

WTF is wrong with u? I said stay away from him.

Guess he saw some pictures of me and Zayn, oh well, i'm done with their opinion. I push my phone back into my bag and turn the TV on, straight to the music channels. Zayn looks at me as if i'm mad when I turn it up full volume. 

"So, you wanna get evicted from this place?" He shouts over the noise.

"My Dad owns this block of flats, he wont evict me, I only have to pay every other month as he feels sorry for me." I shout back over a Jason Derulo tune. He seems to be bringing out good music lately.

"Fair enough, guess I can do this then." He jumps up and onto the sofa and starts jumping up and down on it. "C'mon Carly," He whined, "Join me."

it looks fun...

"No, I just ate and -" I was cut off as Zayn's cold hands grabbed mine and pulled me up to join him. I gave in and jumped like a little kid with him until the song changed to a slower one.

"We can still dance to this." He stops me from jumping down.

"You can't jump to a slow song you idiot." I laugh as my feet reach the ground, before I feel his arms wrap around my waist and bring me into his chest as he drags me back up there again.

"We don't jump then." He slides his arms around the back of my waist after placing mine around his neck. I don't fight him, I like this.

We stay in silence, well apart from the song, as we just stare into each others eyes. It was really awkward at first but after some time it got better. I mean, i guess.

"Wasn't so bad, was it?" He laughed a shaky laugh as the song ended and we sat back down.

"Well you could work on your dancing." I teased, "But no, not that bad." I smiled up at him and -go to hell Zayn- he smiled back. His smile is so beautiful, every time he smiles the world instantly looks better, his eyes change when he smiles, his nose goes all cute and his chin just looks perfect. His smile is just perfect, and I couldn't hold it in. I didn't want to do anything stupid so I simply wrapped both of my arms around his body and pulled him into me as I hugged him as tight as i could. I don't know why, but that hug felt so special and I didn't want to let go of him. 

"You okay?" He asks when I finally let him breath.

"Yeah just.." I didn't really know what to say, I have no reason for that hug.

"Cool." He noticed I had no answer and laughed again, that grin making its way back onto his damn face. This is horrible, I don't like my stomach turning into a sea of mush when he smiles, I shouldn't feel like this about him. I can't stop feeling it though and before I know it, i'm pushing my hand around the back of his head and kissing him. Full on snogging him, and he's not stopping me. 

We both stop and look each other in the eyes before snogging yet again, at least I know Zayn wants me kissing him, at least I don't look stupid. 

"So what are we?" He asks as he leans back and fucking smiles again.

"Huh?" I wasn't really listening, his smile is dangerous.

"What are we? Like are we friends or.." He stops talking because I, of course, know what he means.

"Oh, I mean. I guess.." What the fuck do I say? He should be making this decision, I feel awkward.

"I," He emphasizes the 'I', "Want to be more than friends with you." He looks away and it's cute, he's also not smiling so I can think. Do I feel that way about Zayn? Do I love him? I certainly love that shitty smile of his, well, I hate it but I love it. 

"Same here." I say, surprising myself as much as him. 

"Whoa really, you were taking so long I thought you were freaked out." He says, a shaky voice.

"No," I sigh, "I really like you." I lean my head onto his chest and heat his heart beating fast.

"I really like you." He replies as he runs his fingers through his hair, "So we're more than friends?" 

I sit up and pull myself onto his lap, I want to be as close as possible to him right now. "Yeah, more than that." I reassure him as he in twines his fingers with mine.

Fucking hell this is so romantic and nice and I just don't want it to stop. I really am glad I found Zayn, I feel something for him I thought I had felt before, never this strong. I love this guy, I literally think I love Zayn.