Fifty Shades of Malik.

Only one.

I woke up and looked at my surroundings, but who's room was I in. I stood up and was no longer in my dress, I was in an oversized shirt and no pants. I started getting really nervous.

Did I let someone take away my virginity?

I looked at the bed and sighed in relief because there was nothing to prove I did. I looked around trying to find my dress, but it was nowhere.

I was startled by someone clearing their throat. I jumped up and saw Zayn leaning against the doorframe, he looked so hot in his suit.

"I have no idea what happened, but do you know where my dress is?" I said looking down in embarrassment.

"It's in the trash, but I got one of my guards to purchase you something to wear." Zayn said with an emotionless face.

"Why the fuck is my dress in the trash?!" I yelled at him. Did he lose his fucking mind!

"You shouldn't wear things like that, so I disposed of it." Zayn said not sounding intimidated by my tone of voice.

I scoffed grabbing my phone and saw like twenty missed calls from Niall. I pressed call and he answered almost instantly.

"Are you okay?" I could hear the worry in his voice.

"I'm fine.. errm Zayn kind of picked me up," I mean it was true so why lie. I glanced over at Zayn and he had an expressionless face still.

"I'm just glad you're okay, but Waliyha is at your house worrying about you." I saw the bag and pulled out the jeans that Zayn's guard got. I put them on still on the phone.

"Yeah, well I'll call her." I took off the shirt I was wearing and tossed it on an armchair.

"Alright, see you later today then?" I smiled and put on the red V-neck that was bought forgetting Zayn was still in here.

"Yes, bye." I hung up and saw a brand new pair of red converses, so I threw them on and looked up at Zayn, and his eyes were glued on me.

"Thank you, but I have to get home." I said trying not to sound annoyed. Zayn kept his gaze on me.

"I'll get Thompson to take you home." Zayn said clearing his throat. I shook my head,

"I can get home." I said. Zayn just disagreed.

"No, you will get a ride with Thompson and that's final!" Zayn said loudly. I flinched at his change of tone,

"I will do whatever I want to do." I said getting irritated with him even more. Zayn's body tensed up.

"Thompson!" Zayn yelled down the hall. I rolled my eyes and who I'm guessing was Thompson came in.

"Yes sir?" Thompson said looking at Zayn.

"Take Elena to her flat for me." Zayn said looking at me. I looked at him rolling my eyes and then at Thompson.

"You don't need to do that." I said trying to keep cool. Thompson shook his head,

"It is my job." Thompson said. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room. Thompson looked at Zayn.

"I'll be in the car." Thompson said awkwardly. I crossed my arms and looked at Zayn angrily.

"You can't make me do anything." I said with a straight face.

"You work for me." Zayn said smirking.

"I actually work for One Direction." I said smirking.

Zayn pulled out his phone and dialed a number.