Fifty Shades of Malik.

Problems.

*Contains mature content*

Two weeks later.

I'm finally continuing my life like it used to be. I have been at school and work everyday. Kristen is still stalking us, but we have stopped letting her get to us. I honestly am falling for Zayn everyday. Zayn makes my day just by being there, he is my smile everyday and I am happy I am the reason he is changing.

I have been talking to Dr.Charles every Thursday, so I can stay sane everyday. We talk about how everything is for me and how I handle things. Zayn still has not taken me into that damn control room and it makes me angry. What could be so bad about it?

I still haven't moved my stuff into Zayn's yet because I've barely had time and I don't know if I'm completely ready for it yet. We've only been together for three months. I really would like to be asked to be his girlfriend, he has never asked me and just says it.

I have been irritated lately. Zayn's parents own the business, but have to work together with Quinn's business. Zayn and Quinn have been coming to Zayn's place every night these past three days. I honestly want to tell her to get the fuck out, but I can't.

I have been trying to sleep for the past hour and I can't because they are talking up a storm in Zayn's office. I decided to spy and listen. I got up and walked quietly to office. I could barely hear anything, so I walked closer and listened in.

"So, have you taken Elena into your control room?" Quinn asked Zayn.

"No. I don't want her in there just yet." Zayn answered back.

"Zayn, you can't stay out of there forever. If you wait too long you'll lose control when you finally go in there." Quinn said lowly.

"Like you did." Zayn shot back.

"Yes, I wasn't controlling someone for about two years and lost control when I finally had someone in there again. You'll lose control, Zayn."

"I can't bring Elena into my world." I want to know why he is talking to her about this.

"Zayn, you can't say you don't miss it. You miss being in that room. I mean do you remember how much fun it was when we were in there." Quinn threw out. What is she doing?

"We had fun after you stopped losing control." Zayn said truthfully.

"You're going to have to do something eventually because this little boyfriend thing isn't going to last forever. You'll start to feel the urge to go in the room more and more."

"I think we're done here, Quinn." Zayn said, shuffling things.

"Just take my words into consideration." Quinn said, scooting her chair back. I ran into the room quickly and jumped back into bed.

I was starting to fall asleep and felt arms wrap around me. I just allowed it, even though I was beyond heated. Why would he fucking talk to her about us?

"Are you awake?" Zayn asked lowly.

"Yes." I said quietly.

"Sorry, we had to finish the last bit of work left." Zayn said apologetically.

"It's fine. Zayn, I want to ask you something, but you can't say no." I said, turning to face him.

"Shoot." Zayn breathed out.

"Can you take me into the control room?" I asked, biting my lip.

"No." Zayn said.

"I said you can't say no." I said.

"Elena, you shouldn't be in there." Zayn said, looking at me.

"I want to." I said, sitting up.

"I said no." Zayn said, sitting up.