mona lisa | zayn malik x ella mai

Mona Lisa | Beatific

Mona Lisa | Beatific

"So yeah, we're a thing now," Zayn just got telling Sauve what happened over the weekend with a dumb smile on his face. His cheeks were a bit pink and the butterflies in his stomach seemed to swarm even more. Ever since that night he would never forget how wonderful it felt to have his lips against hers. It was something he would forever remember and cherish.

"Wow man. That's something," Sauve breathed out, rubbing the back of his neck as he took that all in. He was beyond glad that Zayn has finally found a woman that actually meant something to him, and not of just sex. The way Zayn would gush and talk about Nurah had Sauve in aw. Zayn couldn't get over Nurah at all, he was already infatuated with her and Sauve could see it. It was clear as day Zayn that had a soft spot for Nurah.

"Yeah, I wanna take her out on dates, get her things, and just treat her right, ya know?" Zayn hummed organizing some magazines on the rack.

"Yeah I know buddy," Sauve smiled, very proud of his friend.

"Yet in the the meantime I gotta focus on this project man," Zayn sighed, the thought of it making him want to bash his head against a wall.

"Oh yeah, I totally forgotten about that since you been talkin' about Nurah so much," Sauve teases.

"Anyways," Zayn continued on with a roll of his eyes. "I literally have like two to three weeks until it has to be finished and I'm hoping that Nurah will let me paint her."

"Have you talked to her about it?" Sauve asks curiously.

"Yeah, but she didn't necessarily give me answer though..I just hope that she says yes," Zayn wishes.

Meanwhile, Isabella and Nurah were at Nurah's apartment in her living room binge watching Italian TV shows. As a love scene came on she immediately started to think about Zayn. She bit her bottom lip trying to prevent her from smiling, but it failed. Nurah reminisced the night of finally kissing those pretty lips of his, and how great it felt to have his lips on her body, giving her lovebites that were still there. The memories were still fresh on her mind and they won't be going away anytime soon.

"What are you cheesin' about over there?" Isabella asked looking at her dear friend.

"Nothing," Nurah murmurs focusing back on the show.

"You liar," Isabella pointed out. "You're keeping something from me."

"Okay," Nurah giggled. "You remember Zayn right?"

"Yeah, the hottie that we met a while ago? The one that was practically asking you out on a date in front of me? Yeah, I remember that kid," Isabella recalled.

"Well..we're like kinda a thing now," Nurah says shyly as she laced her fingers together, cheesing like a dork.

"Bitch, run me over and call me dinner!" Isabella shrieked. "Are you serious? When did this happen?"

"Over the weekend," Nurah told her.

"Over the weekend!?" Isabella got up from the cosy chair then went over to Nurah, and started to hit her. "Why," hit, "Didn't," hit, "You," hit, "Tell," hit, "Me," hit, "Sooner?!"

"First of all bitch, you can stop being abusive," Nurah says gripping her wrists so she wouldn't get hit again. "Second, I was gonna tell you anyways so why are you trippin'?"

Isabelle then smiled mischievously, "Did you suck his dick?"

"Bitch," Nurah deadpanned.

"What? I'm just asking," the girl shrugs.

"No I didn't for your information hoe," she told her with a roll of her eyes.

"Damn, you should've," Isabella shook her head and took her wrists back from Nurah. "That's like step one to get him on lockdown."

"I'm done talking to you," Nurah stated as she lifted her hand up to block Isabella's face.

"No, no, no, no wait," Isabella says in a panicked voice before she took Nurah's hands in hers. "Okay I'm being serious right now, like serious serious. I know that you really don't like talking about your feelings that much..but did you actually tell him how you feel?"

"Yeah," Nurah shyly responds. "I looked into his eyes and told him that I have feelings for him. And I even told him about my past..which we both know what that contains, just ugliness and regret."

"Aw. I'm so happy for you baby," Isabella smiles. "I'm happy that you're not keeping your emotions pint up in a bottle. I always knew that you two were meant to be together the day he came around. Jesus Nurah, you should've seen how nervous he was. I knew that he liked you and I knew that you liked him. It's great that you two finally realized what you two have been missing out on. But anyways, I'm so excited for you guys."

"Aw, thank you Isabella," Nurah coos pulling her into a hug

"Y'all are gonna make some cute babies," Isabella sighed out contently.

"And the hug is over," Nurah groaned pulling away with a blank look on her face.

"So..what do you think about him?" Isabella asked wiggling her eyebrows at Nurah.

Nurah smiled widely, "I think he's a very nice guy underneath the surface. At first I thought he had bad intentions so that's why I friend zoned him to prevent us from getting hurt. Turns out that he actually wanted to get to know me more but I was too afraid to see it. Truth be told, he had some heavy luggage too and he got that off of his chest when we talked about everything. He's just a man who need some good lovin', that's all."

"And are you ready for that?" Isabella questions with a soft look.

"I am but we have to take one step at a time," Nurah admits.

"Understood," Isabella nods.

"The thing is Isabella..is that he wants to paint me for a museum's grand opening in Milan. Like, he's actually wants me to be his muse but I can't seem to come to a decision about it," Nurah then tells her. It has been on her mind ever since he had first asked her about it, but she still hasn't given him an answer yet.

"Nurah..that's something huge," Isabella grins. "Why won't you let him do it?"

"I don't think I'm pretty enough, ya know?" Nurah confesses out with a sigh.

"Shut up, you are the prettiest girl I have ever laid eyes on—and that means a lot coming from me," Isabella asserted. "And I'm sure Zayn thinks you're beautiful as all hell too."

Nurah giggled, shaking her head, "I don't know, ya know? What of people don't like seeing all of this," she says motioning towards herself.

"You are gorgeous Nurah. Let him paint you, please? I bet it'll make him really happy if you did," Isabella assured with a squeeze of her hand.

"You really think so?" Nurah asks hesitantly.

"He wants you to be his Mona Lisa, it can't get any better than that Nurah. That's something very worthy and I know that he'll make you look so beautiful," Isabella beams.

"Okay fine, I'll tell him," Nurah smiled.

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