Once in a Lifetime (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 37. Reasons.

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Nothing much happens in this chapter.
Song for this chapter: "can't take my eyes off you" by lady antebellum

"On a night like this" by Dave Barnes

"18" by the one and only 1d

Chapter 37

Mia's POV
Zayn stepped closer to me, making my heart beat louder against my chest. Just him being in the same room with me, alone like this, made me a nervous wreck. Sweaty palms, heart racing. He had such an effect on me I would never be able to comprehend.

This was the kind of situation I've been wanting to avoid - being alone with him. My insides were literally shaking in their place as he advanced closer to the bed.

Seriously. Why was I so wavered by this insanely attractive human being?

"You're not ... thinking of ..?" I didn't even want to finish my thought out loud.

Zayn remained silent which killed me. I hated it when he played with me like this - always keeping me in the dark.

"Thinking of what Mia?" He teased while our eyes surveyed each other's.

"You should go," I stormed towards him, placing my hands on his shoulders, trying to push him back out the door. "You can't be here. If Mark knows--"

Zayn grabbed ahold of my wrists, stopping my measly attempt to kick him out. The way our skin touched - it sent sparks of little electricity surging through my veins.

"So what if he knows. Mia, I think it's pretty obvious now that I cant keep away from you."
It took a while for my slow romantic brain to register those words.

"What are you saying?" I asked under my breath.

"I like you .. a lot," he held my face softly between his large hands.

"You like me?"

"Yes." Zayn's assuring tone sent shivers down my spine as he gave me a gentle peck on my forehead. He bent down a little so that we were eye to eye, both of his warm hands at the back of my neck. "And I know this is inappropriate because you work for me, but I don't care. Whatever our relationship was in the past and now, it doesn't matter to me. You're just a girl and I'm just a boy who obviously can't stop running into each other. And arguing with each other. And worrying each other."

I smiled at his last words. I've never heard him say such mature, rational words before. It was something I would say, not this man child.
He lifted me up, picking me off my feet, throwing me over his broad shoulders.

"Zayn! Let go of me this instant!" I ordered in a high pitched squeal.

Zayn sprawled me on the sheets while he fell next to me, shaking the entire bed. The pace of my heart continued to beat out of control due to his closeness. Our arms grazed against each other but he didn't seem to notice the contact.

My mind yelled at me to get up from the bed and warn him that if he didn't get up, I'd kick him out myself, but my body didn't listen. It wouldn't listen. It refused to hear out the rational solution.
I slowly turned my head to the left to see Zayn staring at me, his caramel eyes full of ... I didn't even know how to describe it. It was almost .. seductive and if I didn't have any self control, I would have pounced on him. Luckily I was still a girl with some pride.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked in a whisper, finally breaking the silence.

"About .. reasons why I like you ..."