Andrea's POV
I breath heavily as i run down the hall finding a deserted exersice room and slipping in, shutting the door. I can see the light pouring in from under the door. I try calming my breath, but my heart raced from running down the hall. I hid behind one of the shelves. I hear his footsteps outside the door and my breath catchs as the door very slowly opens.
"Andrea, i know you are in here" i hear him say, he was smirking, i could hear it in his voice. I covered my mouth with my hand as i watched him look around the room. He turns his back to me, bending down and opening a cabinat. I take the chance to run and i bolt to the door, but he notices and he grabs my waist pulling me back into him.
I scream, and start to laugh. "Zayn!" i giggle, my heart racings. "Tag, your it" he whispers in my ear, his teeth nibbling at my lobe. "Did you know i was in here?" i ask and he nods. "I sorta cheated and followed you as you ran" he says and i hit his chest.
"Well, go on hide" i say and he smirks, opening the door, seeing my father standing there, his arms crossed over his chest. Zayn stepped back. "Hello Mr. McKinley" he says "Wanna tell me why you both were in here with the door close and the lights off?" he asks and i nod. "Dad, we weren't doing anything! We were playing hide and seek tag and he found me in here and scared me!" i say and he narrows his eyes at me.
"Isn't that game for like 5 year olds?" he asks and i scoff. "How would you know? I grew up playing punch the trainer!" i shoot and he scoffs. "Fine, you win. But if i ever. And i mean ever hear that you are messing with my daughter, so help you god, that i wont murder you" he growls and Zayn nods, scratching his neck. "Yes sir" he says and my dad gives me a dismissive look and then turns on his heel, and continuing down the hallway.
I put my arm around Zayn's waist and he sighs, pressing his lips together as me slowly move out of the room and down the hall. "Sorry about him" i say and he shrugs. "No, he has a right to be upset" he says and i shake my head "You haven't done anything wrong" i whisper and he doesn't say anything.
"Right?" I ask and he doesn't respond. "What did you do?" i ask and he looks to the side. "No, don't tell me." i say. "I don't want to know" i whisper, and he nods in response. "It was the past... im not who i once was" he says and my hand tightens around his waist as he puts his arm around me.
"Well, good luck tonight" he says and i smile "You too" i say and he leans against the wall. "Meet me in my room thirty minutes before the show" he says and i nod. His voice sounded more erotic then relaxed as he watched me walk down the hall to my room.
I walk in and put my hair up in a messy bun as i apply a layer of foundation and then mascara. I take out my lipstick and smooth it across my lips, feeling the smooth, silky nature of the bright red dye. The smell of raspberries filled my nose as i pressed my lips together and breathed out. I applied eyeshadow over my lids, making a smokey eyes that worked well with my complextion and eyeshape.
I took out my straightener and i let my hair down, taking sections of it and straightening it. I smiled as i pulled my shirt and skinny jeans off and pulled on my sports bra and shorts. I pulled on my shoes and checked myself out before looking at the clock and smiling, walking down the hall towards Zayn's room.
I knock on the door and i hear shuffling behind it. "Hello?" he says through the door. "Babe" i mutter and he opens the door. "Hello gorgeous" he whispers as he pulls me inside. "God i've wanted to do this all day" he growls, his nose rubbing against mine as he kisses me, his lips dragging down my neck and to my collar bone where he sucks, causing me to let out a soft moan, my hands gripping onto his neck and back.
I tilt my head back. "Don't leave a mark there m-my d-dad will s-see it" i stutter and he smirks against my skin. "Where would you like in then?" he mutters. "Under my ear" i whisper and he takes my hips, pushing me against the wall and cupping my ass. "Jump" he mutters, and i oblige wrapping my legs around his bare torso, feeling the warm skin against my legs was soothing as he lightly grinded onto me and he pressed his soft lips against the skin under my ear.
