Two Kinds of Trickery (a Ziall fanfiction)

Welcome to Hell

“This is where they test out new machinery…”

I got the internship…along with a curly haired lad with brown eyes. We were getting a tour. This building was not only extravagant on the outside; the inside will kill your soul. Everything looked expensive…which was good. I chuckled to myself. We approached these huge glass doors. The guide stopped and left us there. I felt so…poor. I could only imagine what it would be like to own this company. The glass door flew open and a young man in a suit approaches us.

“Hello…I’m Zayn Malik…the owner.”

Zayn Malik kept his genuine smile plastered on his face. His purple tie stood out against his dark suit. The tie also complimented his golden-brown eyes. His hand was in his pocket and his other was outstretched for me to shake it.

“I’m Niall Horan,” I say shaking his hand. His hands were rough yet friendly enough for me to keep holding on to it. He coughed and raised his dark eyebrows.

“Oh sorry,” I muttered. Liam introduced himself as well which earned him a smile from Zayn.

“Erm…Mr.Malik-“

“-Zayn,” he corrected.

“Well Zayn…erm...I admire you for your hard work and dedication to you job. You are my inspiration and I’m aiming high just like you,” Liam rambled on.

A pang of guilt went through me but left as soon as I saw inside Zayn’s office. I gaped at everything. Maybe even his pens. He allowed us to sit on his black leather couch. The view from his office was amazing. He began pouring himself some water and sat opposite us. Zayn’s pink lips pouted a bit and his eyebrows knitted together.

“Both you lads study physics?”

“Yes,” we answered in unison. Liam obviously was more enthusiastic. I bit on my thumb as Zayn continued asking us questions. I practically jumped on Liam’s lap when the door flung open.

A guy in stripes marched inside the office and grabbed Zayn by the collar.

“What the hell, Louis?”Zayn gasped in shock.

“I cannot believe you left me last night. I had no other modes of transport and you left me stranded at a bar! A bar! Really Zayney?”

I stifled my laughter and watched as Zayn looked at Louis wide-eyed.

“Can you not see I’m in a meeting?”Zayn motioned towards where I was sitting with Liam. Louis rolled his eyes at him and slapped on his face. Louis began laughing which resulted in me trying to hold back my laugh.

“Who are these attractive young men?” Louis asked sitting next to me and touching my hair.

“These are the new interns. They probably want to leave now that they’ve met you.”

Louis placed his head on my lap. “Do you want to leave me?”

“Oh God,”Zayn muttered. “Louis, can you please leave?”

“Sometimes I wonder if you remember I work here.”

“How could I ever forget?” Louis chuckled at Zayn’s remark. Louis stood up and patted Liam’s head before leaving.

“Well, that was strange…” Liam murmured.

“Welcome to hell,” Zayn stated.