Deep Desires (Zayn Malik)

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Picture on the side is the apartment they r looking at, top half is the cafe and bottom half is the actual apartment, when you finish the chapter the picture will make much more sense!!

(PS PLEASE VOTE)

"Kevin Mikes will be with you shortly." The receptionist says when Zayn and I enter Boothe Realting.

"Okay." Zayn and I both say and walk to some seats set out in the lobby, the realtor building is located downtown Chicago and looks down at the city, giving me a smile as I look at the spectacular view from my seat.

"Like the view?" Zayn asks, his arm draped around my backside.

"It's beautiful, I really love Chicago." He smiles at me and we kiss for a couple of seconds, I can tell by the receptionist clearing her throat that she wants us to stop, but we continue and when I pull back I place my hand on his chest and smile up at him. "Do you think we are moving too fast?" I ask.

"We've known each other for almost two months now." He laughs and runs a thomb along my cheekbone, something that I have noticed he loves to do. "That sounded a lot better in my head."

I chuckle, but continue to mess with the buttons on his shirt. "I'm serious, be real. If let's say we are to get this home and can afford it and get jobs and stuff, we basically are a, how do I put this?"

"A serious couple?" He finishes my scentence for me and I nod my head. "Trish, you said so yourself, we can't rely on two teenagers for a place to stay, something bad could happen and they could kick us out, but I don't see that happening, but it's good to have a back up plan."

"But still, back up plan or not, do you think we are moving too fast?" I ask, I don't know why but I am still messing with the buttons on his shirt.

"I'm twenty four, you are nineteen, we only have eachother." He says and I give him a light kiss on the cheek. "And, who is to say if we are moving too fast or too slow?"

"Nobody, it's only up to us babe." I have to admit it took a lot of confidence to call him babe, but I did, and now I'm glad I do.

"Babe? Ooh, I like it." He speaks with a sexy tone that makes me want to undo the buttons on his shirt, but the manly voice of Kevin Mikes takes us back and we stand together and walk to his office, hand in hand.

"Here take a seat." Kevin says and we both take a seat and look around while he grabs some files out of a drawer and sits behind his desk. "It's the studio apartment on Bitlen Lane, am I correct?" He asks all professionally and I smile as I take the now crumbled newspaper page and hand it to him.

"I don't know the exact address by heart but here is the apartment." Zayn rubs my back with his hand to help me with the nerves of if we can or not get this apartment.

"Okay, this is the one. Now, I can have you guys see the apartment now, and then make an offer or we can still see the home and you can think about it together, but this is one of our most popular homes, but, I am not going to lie to you guys, the reason no one has put an offer on it is because of the cafe."

Zayn and I look each other then look at Kevin. "What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well," He leans on to the desk and folds his hands in front of him. "It isn't in the right condition to be moved into exactly."

"Exactly?" Zayn repeats, there is something on his mind, I can tell, he's biting his lip in that God damned way and I know that later on when we are alone I won't be able to keep my hands off of him.

"I can't really explain it's condition the way you would like, but the home was put on the market because of a burgulary that happened two years ago."