Deep Desires (Zayn Malik)

14

"I swear Zayn, we aren't going the right way." I try not to sound angry while I trace the roads on the map. Amanda and Clyde have been staying with us the past day, (they aren't that bad).

We barely drove yesterday because we all mostly sat in the back and got to know each other better so we wouldn't be complete strangers.

"Trish, I know where I'm going." He growls back.

"No you don't." I point to the road sign that says exactly this. CHICAGO TWENTY THREE MILES

"Look at that, we're going the opposite way of where we were initially headed." I laugh even though it isn't funny at all.

"Okay, well let's just stay in Chicago, you've always wanted to be in a place like this." He smiles and I can tell by that short sentence that he is going to try and persuade me to do something, which won't be hard considering he is very convincing.

"When did I say I wanted to be in a big city?" I snap back and I push my brows together.

"You never did. I just figured that it would be some place that you might want to live."

"I want small town, urban setting, small house and I'm pretty sure you can figure out the rest." I try not to sound selfish but everything I say comes out in a selfish way

"Give it a day, c'mon." He begs.

"Why should I?" I pause and think of a nicer way to say this. "Not trying to be rude but I thought we had an agreement."

"We didn't exactly. But, we are going to have to give some stuff up so we can both be equally happy." He places his hand on my thigh, his warm touch makes its way through the fabric on my pants to my skin underneath. I can't help but to get that feeling where ur heart drops just a little bit and you don't want that feeling to end, and his hand moves back and forth on my lower thigh giving me a sensation that is never been experienced.

Then again I've changed my pants and shirt and put my dress back on, the weather was too hot for my clothes and the dress seemed more suitable, and right now it definitely is since his hand can go underneath the fabric if he wishes.

"Please listen to me, just give it a day. We'll check out the city, look at some sightings and just see if you like the city, I know you will." His hand continues to rub against my leg and it's good at distracting me and I can see why Zayn is doing this.

"Mmm." I hum and then quickly snap myself back into reality, and I slap his hand away too. "Do your job and drive, and your job isn't to rub my leg." I give him a quick wink too so he knows I'm just playing around.

"It should be my job." He places his hand back, this time he reaches underneath the cloth and plays with the inner part of my mid thigh.

"You'd probably get tired of that job fairly quickly." I tell him and lean my head back and close my eyes, enjoying the slight rubbing to my skin.

"I doubt it." He continues to drive and rub my leg for the next half hour of the drive to Chicago, I guess we'll arrive just be for noon and spend the rest of the day in the city having fun or whatever it is you do in Chicago.

"So where we headed." Amanda pops out the back window that can barely fit her head through, but she makes it work.

"Chicago." Zayn says to her.

"Yes!" Amanda yells and fist pumps the air. "Clyde! You owe me five bucks! I told you that Trisha couldn't read a map and we were going the opposite way!"

She shuts the window and goes back to Clyde, leaving me with an opened mouth and a jaw to the floor.

"Sucker!" Zayn yells and laughs and points at me, leaving me utterly embarassed, but I laugh along anyway because its true and the fact they made a bet on it makes it even funnier.