l'Amour sans Limites (A Zayn Malik Love story)

-14-

I know it's a bit short. I wasn't too in the writing mode the  past week. I'm sorry! But don't worry! A few steamy scenes of #Zayvika can be expected in the coming chapter! Wait for it! And I don't suggest anyone less than 15 of age reading that, yeah!? - Zayngel :)

Dedicated to 1DsbrofistxD for liking the previous chapter! <3

-14-

Devika’s POV

Next day:

We’re going on toooouuur!

Idk why I feel so happy, but I am! Cooped up in a bus with 5 boys seemed to excite me in some crazy twisted way!

I and Zayn packed out stuff and our suitcases lie in the living room, ready to be fitted into the trunk of our cab. We went to Liam’s house where the tour bus was waiting for us. As we got on the bus, there was a fierce game of stone, paper, scissors to pick bunks. I won and got to choose a middle bunk. I t was fun!

We were sitting in a circle for a game of truth or dare. There were bottles of beer in each of their hands, from which they took occasional sips. I gave them a disapproving look. Niall chuckled and said, “The leppy’s gotta get his beer! Chill, D! It’s just beer and besides, you should try one too...”

“Leave me be, Ni...Leave me be..” I said to Niall

Niall finished his first bottle, but seemed in no world, drunk. He spun the empty bottle and it landed on Liam. Lou asked, “Truth or dare, ol man?”

He said it.....”Dare!”

Lou sat for a minute with his thinking face. It was cute, actually. His lips pouted and his eyes looking up with his finger on his chin. His face showed an evil grin next and said, “I dare you to....” he gave a dramatic pause, “take a selfie of yourself licking a spoon and post it on twitter!”

Liam looked flabbergasted. Giving up, he went to the small kitchen on the bus and took out a shiny silver spoon. He took his phone out and did as he was told.

Our phones beeped, informing us about a notification. I looked sadly at Liam on the screen. He looked so sad.

After a few more dirty truths out and some out-of-the-world dares, the bottle spun to me for the fourth time. The boys were totally drunk at that time. Only Zayn was comparatively sober.

“Ha-ha! It’s on you, doll face” Louis shouted! He literally blew my eardrums.

“I dare you, Mrs. Malik to do a lap dance for li’l ol’ Zayn over there...” He pointed his thumb towards Zayn and said in a funny accent. My eyes widened and my whole face flushed

I had drunk a few glasses of beer because of the continuing compulsions by the boys. I thought alcohol made you free of shame and fear- guess I was wrong. My whole body tensed up as Louis declared the dare. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Zayn straighten as well. I am so ashamed to dance in front of them. If this gets out of hand, the lads are gonna tease me forever.

I came back to reality and saw that Niall had passed out on the floor. Liam was nowhere to be seen, but I heard voices from his bunk. Guess he was skyping with Dani. There was Lou in front of me and Zayn beside him, looking down. The light from above created the shadows of his long eyelashes on his high cheekbones. He looked like angelic.

Lou cleared his throat and I looked at him.

“If you’re too shy, you can use the spare room, ya know! But you ARE NOT SKIPPIN’ THIS DARE, WOMAN!” He snorted. I covered my ears at his bellows!

I took a deep gulp of air and stood up. I guess it’s the alcohol acting now. I pulled Zayn up with his wrists and marched to the spare room on the bus, with Zayn staggering behind me.

“Nightttyyyy night, love birds!! Be safe..!!! Oh wait! You are married! Forget Tommo said that, yeah?!” Lou bellowed from behind. He stood up and went to his bunk, murmuring something incoercible. I rolled my eyes.

Zayn’s POV!

I.Am.Going.To.Kill.Louis.Tomlinson!

Why did he have to give her the dare, especially when she was kinda drunk? Niall was sprawled out near the couch on the floor and Li went to Skype Danielle. Devika pulled me along with her to the spare room to do the dare. Lou was yelling embarrassing things from behind, but my wife was so determined to do the dare, or so I thought, that she gave no notice. We reached the door of the spare bedroom on the bus, which was for me and Devika to sleep as “we’re a married couple”. Words by the management, not mine! But she was ready to sleep with us on the bunks.

Devika opened the door and stood to face me. She shut the door.

Her eyes were losing focus every now and then. She shook her head as if to regain her posture and sighed.

“Can’t believe I’m doing this...” She murmured. She went near the stereo and inserted a CD into the slot. I don’t know what I’m gonna experience from the expert dancer, that’s my wife. I dunno why, but I feel a slight fear.

She went to the restroom with something in her hand and came out five minutes later. My eyes widened so much that I felt they’ll fall out of their sockets.

What the hell was she wearing?!