mona lisa | zayn malik x ella mai

Mona Lisa | Sway

Mona Lisa | Sway

It was the very next day and the two lovebirds were at Zayn's place. Of course they were cuddled on the couch together as she watched him sketch out pictures in his journal. It was silent, but it was really peaceful. She would casually kiss his cheek just to show him affection here and there, and he really liked that a lot. At times he would feel her staring at him than the drawings, and he would look at her and catch her which resulted for her to blush sheepishly. He would then continue drawing and she would continue showing him love. And god, it felt so right.

She was very fascinated how easily he drew images in his journal. Her eyes didn't know what to pay attention to exactly. Either it was the drawings on the paper or focusing on how big his hands were and how long his fingers appeared to be. Not only was his talent fascinating, but he was fascinating. Yes, he was an artist but he was art himself. She wonders if he knows how fucking good looking he actually is. He might act cocky at times, but she is curious to know if he knew how sexy he really is. There was something about him that she couldn't really explain. It was a good thing, but she didn't know how to describe it.

"How do you do that?" Nurah suddenly asked with an small whine.

He stopped what he was doing and gave her a curious look, "Do what?"

"Draw so perfectly," she stressed out.

"Um..I just do it?" He replies sarcastically with his eyes squinting at her.

"Okay, don't be smart," she snaps, of course not really meaning to be hurtful with it.

"M'not," he chuckled and continued to draw.

"Like..how do you just come up with images so quickly?" She ponders.

"It's whatever comes to mind baby. If I think about a sunset then I draw it. If I think about someone's eyes then I draw it," he says then nudging her side a little bit and showing her what he had actually drew.

It was a sketch of her eyes. Not just only her eyes but he went in detail with the pencil to add emphasizes to her eyelashes as well as her eyebrows too. He loved her eyes because they were so pretty and cute to him, especially when she laughed or smiled. And all this time he was doodling her eye area without her knowing until now.

"Oh shit, those are my eyes," she mumbles, astonished.

"Took you forever to realize," he mumbles rolling his eyes before he turned the page.

"Wow, you're rude," she scoffs but still snuggling closer to him.

"Yeah, I know, sorry," he hums.

"I don't know if I wanna punch you or kiss you," he grumbles underneath her breath. "But on my life, I'm close to punching you."

"I think you should kiss me instead," Zayn looked at her and wiggled his eyebrows teasingly, and that's all it took for her to fall for him.

"Okay," she hums before kissing him tenderly, stroking his cheek with her thumb before she pulled away with gleaming eyes. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of doing that," she stated which soon made them both laugh.

A comfortable silence fell over them once more as Zayn started to sketch something else. It was an image of a dove and it was coming together really well until he gave up on it.

"Fuck," he grunts before he ripped the paper out, balling it up and tossing it to the floor.

"Zayn, no, why did you rip it out? That picture was cool," Nurah whines.

"It was lame," he stated blandly.

"No it wasn't, I liked it," she pouts.

"I didn't," he remarks.