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DaddyMalik?? : hey baby girl, mind sending daddy a little something something to help him with his problem? ;)
BabyGirl? : yeah, sorry I'm not about that life ??
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Or the one where Zayn tries to h...
The dark haired lad chewed his bottom lip nervously, fiddling with the rings on his fingers while he held a red, thornless rose in his left hand as he made his way towards the girls dorm building, licking his dry lips. The thought of meeting Liam and actually talking to her face to face made his heart race and his mouth dry, his nerves going crazy.
He always had a crush on the brunette, wishing he had the courage to have just talked to her sooner instead of trying to sext her. But it at least finally got him somewhere with her.
He looked down at the rose, gently biting his bottom lip before he inhaled a deep breath and leaned himself against the wall, fixing his SnapBack. He got the rose as a small apology for acting like a fuckboy, just wanting to be sure that it was alright. He was still a little ashamed of himself for doing that, it just seemed so easy for Don when he texted Louis.
He sighed, rubbing at his beard before looking up once he heard the doors to the building open, his breath hitching. There she was, looking beautiful as ever. She was wearing a black crop top, the long sleeves covering her tattooed arms. The top was hugging her upper body perfectly, her breasts looking bigger than ever. The short white went till the upper half of her thigh, exposing them. Zayn has always loved her thighs. Either in jeans or when she wore a dress or skirts. They looked so soft and full, he just wanted to mark them and kiss them up and down.
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Her long, chocolate curls here tied into a high ponytail, her fake nails having black nail polish on them with small diamond rocks on the side. There was a smile on her lipgloss coated lips as she noticed the lad, her pearly whites showing. She slowly walked up to him, her heels clicking against the pavement.
"Hi Zayn." The brunette greeted him sweetly, the dark haired lads knees literally going weak at the soft and soothing sound of her voice. He returned the smile, clearing his throat. "Hey Liam. You look beautiful." He commented, checking her out once more.
His smile only grew when a soft blush came across her slightly paled cheeks, hearing her mumble a soft thank you. "You don't– you don't look bad yourself." She said as her eyes gazed at his outfit.
"Thanks." Zayn chuckled and looked down at himself. He was just wearing a simple black tank top which exposed half his chest, a grey beanie to hide his slight, yet not so, shaved head and a pair of baggy light blue ripped jeans with a golden chain hanging down loosely on the side.
"Is that for me?" Zayn's lifted his head up when she asked him, following her finger which she pointed towards the rose. "Oh! Uh– yes, yeah this is for you." Now he was the one blushing, handing the flower over to the smiling girl.
"You shouldn't have." She smiled softly and grabbed the thornless rose, inhaling the sweet scent. "But thank you." She looked up at him with her big brown eyes, Zayn biting his cheeks hard at how big and innocent they looked.
