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"Okay, Aqeelah are you absolutely SURE thats what you want?" Zayn asked as if he was speaking to a 5 year old.
"You don't have to say it so slowly you know. Im not a kid."
"Well, you only changed your order 7 times. You cant blame me for wanting to check."
I took a deep breath then turned to face Zayn and smile a cheeky smile. "yes, im sure."
"2 medium BigMac Meals please" he said to the cashier, leaning onto the counter and flashing those pearly whites at me.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw the cashier roll her eyes but I was too busy staring Zayn down to care. Oh you want a Stare Competition, Malik, you'll get one. I am the champion at this. Nothing can break my... "That will be 69.90 , please"
I burst out laughing. Zayn smirked. The lady behind the counter gave an impatient sigh and began rapping her fingers on the countertop. "Look, why don't you go get us a table and I'll wait for the food. I think we've given this lady enough grief to last a lifetime." he said with his hands on my shoulders. One look at the cashiers face told me he was dead right. "Okay fine"
I picked a table outside in the sun. Through the glass I could see Zayn waiting at the counter top for the food. I took out my phone and texted him : "I can see you..."
I watched him take his phone out of his pocket and text back:
"I can see you too...glass is a wonderful thing ;) "
"Haha Mr. Funny man. Whens the food coming? Im starved >.< "
I had just pressed send when a pair of hands slid over my eyes from behind. "Zayn, I hope you have two extra hands holding a tray of glorious food behind your back because i am..." Whoever was standing behind me bent right down to my ear and whispered. "Guess who..." Immediately, I wished I could take the words back. The voice made the blood in my veins run icy cold.
"What do you want Casson?" I said so softly it was almost a whisper. He dropped his hands and his blond-hair blue-eye figure slid into the booth opposite me.
"Isn't it obvious?" he said smiling broadly. Then he leaned in and said "I want you." he brushed a strand of hair out of my face and i flinched at his touch.
"my, my...why such a serious face love? aren't you even a little glad to see me?" He asked.
"No...not in the slightest." I said "But, why don't you do what it is that Casson does best and just leave? Hmm? Im not alone here."
He chuckled a bit "Oh, Aqeelah. Still so caught up in the past...cant we just put that entire nasty business behind us and...move on?" He reached across the table to try and touch my hand but I pulled it away.
"If you wont leave, I will" I said slinging my bag over my shoulder and standing up. He grabed my wrist and stood up with me. "Let go of me."
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[ZAYNS POINT OF VIEW]
"You've got yourself a handful of a girlfriend there, young man." The cashier said in her strong African American accent. At first I thought she was still mad but the smile on her face told me otherwise. I shook my head and looked down at the countertop "naah, she's not always like this. Just when it comes to food. It's kind of her weakness...oh! and she's.... not...we're...she's not my girlfriend." I added quickly at the end.
